Chapter 29 - Lilac
Antarctica is a deserted, ice-covered continent. The temperature there is the coldest with the yearly temperature ranging from -76 degrees to 14 degrees in some parts of the landmass. The prison is situated on the north coast of Antarctica. Thousands of corrupted werewolves are housed in that location. Imprisoned for life. As immortals, we can withstand the temperature a little but not enough.
Violet and my sentencing are five days in Antarctica as punishment. The Alpha Superiors believe it is minor compared to those who are there for months and end up dying due to the harsh treatment and atmosphere. It is our fifth day.
Both Violet and I made it through our fifth day. Our releases are tomorrow. I turned my head slowly to see my sister laying on her bed, drenched in her own blood. The hellhounds had just paid us a visit. Using their claws to cut open our skins and beating us up. Shaking uncontrollably, I weakly parted my lips.
"Violet, "I said hoarsely.
She didn't move but I felt her eyes fluttered open.
"We will be okay. Stay with me," I whispered after swallowing to try and get rid of the dryness in my throat.
"I don't know if I can make it." She sounded just as bad.
This trial has been a total nightmare. We were beaten by guards and hellhounds twice a day as punishment. They rarely give us food to give us enough energy to push through. It almost feels like they wanted us to die here in this godforsaken place.
I have also seen what this has done to Violet. It tore her apart. She has no fight left in her. I can see it in her eyes when she looks at me. It was like an empty shell is staring back at me.
"Do you remember that one time when we were in Mrs. Pollock's class and I forgot my homework," I said.
She nodded weakly before turning her head slightly to look at me. Tears brimming her eyes, but she knew if she cried, it will hurt. Her skin is ice cold like mine. Water will not do well on frosted skin.
"Don't cry," I whispered.
"I'm not," she blinked and fought back the tears.
"You gave me yours and took the blame." I felt my own tears welling up in my eyes.
When we were pups, Violet knew how much of a perfectionist I was. I never missed an assignment. In fact, I always turned it in on time. She knew I was literally freaking out and so she handed me her assignment that I had helped her with and took the blame for not turning in her assignment.
"Even if they didn't allow me to come here with you. I would have, Violet," I admitted and closed my eyes. A tear rolled down my cheek and it stung.
"You are my sister. You stuck with me through thick and thin. You protected me and so it is only right that I protect you in return. It is only right that I am able to save you from a loveless marriage if needed."
"But you fell in love with him." It wasn't an accusation. It was a simple fact.
"I did. I love him so much." More tears rolled down my cheek.
"Don't cry, Lilac," Violet scolded.
I heard her cot screeched. The thin blanket they gave us, fell off to the floor as she crawled on her hands and feet across the stone cave to me the silver bars that separated us. I did the same. I rolled off the bed, wincing as pain stretched through my body. I bit down on my tongue so hard, I can taste my own blood.
Crawling on my hands and knees, I walked up to her. She reached a hand out in the bars to which I gladly accepted. I intertwined my hands through hers. Exhausted, we both fell to the stone-hard floor and rested our body. A cold shiver ran through my body and I shook uncontrollably.
"When we make this out alive, I am moving to a warm place." I chuckled weakly at Violet's promise.
"I agree. I hate the cold now."
"We should move closer to the equator. The closest we can get. Anything other than the coldness. We will be happy," Violet whispered quietly.
"My mate will follow me. I just know it."
There was a long silence and I slowly looked up to see her eyes clouding up with tears too.
"Alpha Nathaniel came to visit me two weeks ago. He knows who I am."
"What happened?" I asked.
She squeezed my hand tightly and a soft cry escaped her lips.
"He told me that he didn't need a Luna who has brains. He only needed a mate. Someone he can share his stress and calm his mind after a long day of work. He told me he only needed my comfort and that he was okay with having me. He left. I don't even know if he knows that I am here."
"Will he follow you to the equator?" I asked and attempted a weak smile.
She laughed softly, "More than likely but I will never get to know unless I make it out of this place."
The sound of heavy breathing and growls made us both stop talking. I felt Violet grip my hand tighter. She's terrified that the hellhounds are back for more. They are hungry for blood. They are vicious creatures with no sympathy.
It grew closer and closer. I listened to see if it stopped in front of my cell door, but it stopped in one a few cells away from me. Slowly, the cell door opened, and we can hear the agony scream of a prisoner.
"Please! Stop!" the male werewolf begged.
"Did you stop when you were raping the female pup?" the guardsman asked.
"Please, I learned my lesson. I will never touch-ah!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
The sound of the hellhound still clawing the prisoner and his heavy pant can still be heard from my position. The prisoner must have fallen unconscious from all the pain because his scream died abruptly after. There were a few punches and kicks before the cell doors closed.
Slowly, one by one the guardsman and the hellhound went from cell to cell until they stood in front of mine.
"Time for your punishment, lady," he smirked.
"This is the third time," I replied but stopped when I saw the look on his face.
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I felt warmth, tingles, and happiness.
Immediately, I knew I died and have gone back home or it must be another one of my dreams I have been dreaming for the past five days. I am in Dominic's arm. He is holding me close to his chest and smelling my hair.
Not wanting to escape this brief moment of happiness, I turned into his heat, only the heat turned into molten lava. I'm burning and screaming. I am pushing away from him, not wanting to get close.
I can feel him grabbing for him. I can hear his desperate pleas for me to listen, but I can't. I am unable to. I am in so much pain. I cried and sobbed. I begged him to leave me alone, to let me go.
He sounded heartbroken. A coolness is pressed onto my forehead. I'm slowly floating until I am doused in cold water. I screamed and thrashed. I'm in so much pain. I am dying. It's too cold for me. The water is too cold. I clawed at anything that I could get my hands on, but somebody was pressing me into the cold water. I started panicking and scratched that person's wrists to free me.
It's okay. You'll be okay. I love you, Lilac. I love you, sweetheart.
I calmed down. Settled onto a cloud it seems. My body feels like it is constantly floating. At least now I am not in pain. I felt soft lips brush up against my forehead.
Please be okay.
Wake up, sweetheart.
Open your eyes.
My heartbeat quickened. This isn't a dream. I am not dreaming. Is he really here? Am I really home?
Using all the energy force I have left in my body, I forced my eyes opened. Blinking once. Twice. Until I am swearing into a stormy sea of blueness.
"Dom," I rasped.
He smiled but it looked so sad. There was so much sadness in his eyes.
"Good girl," he pressed his lips to my forehead again and then firmly onto my lips, "thank god you are alive."
"Am I home?" I whispered.
He gulped before squeezing his eyes tightly shut. I watched him nod his head several times before picking me up gently and straight into his arms. I feel weak. I can't move and my head lulled back. He had to quickly support my head using his arm.
"I'm so tired," I moaned in exhaustion.
Keeping my eyes open seems to be harder than I expected. My whole body feels like it has run through a marathon ten folds. I have nothing left. The only thought that kept running through my head was 'I am tired'. I want to sleep.
"Keep your eyes open for me, Lilac," he sounded desperate.
Ok, I replied knowing he can't hear me. I can't control my body reaction. I'm being pulled tighter to his chest. He's crying. I can feel him sobbing into my neck. His whole body is shaking. He's afraid. He's scared. His bond is opening up and I can feel the overwhelming rush of emotions coming from him. I wanted to soothe him. I wanted to tell him I am okay and that I am home now but speaking seemed so much harder.
Dom, I'm tired. I wanted to tell him but the words fail each time. He shook me just as a warm blanket of darkness suddenly shrouds my mind.
"Don't. Please don't go," he pleaded.
I am not going anywhere. I just need to sleep.
He held me closer, so tight that I could barely breathe. He's sobbing.
"Please don't leave me, Lilac," he begged.
I'm not. You are overreacting.
"Get the doctor in here now!" Dominic roared, temporarily removing his face from crook of my neck.
I heard footsteps but listening to them has become much harder now. I felt them ripping Dominic away from me. I heard Peyton's voice and then my mom's. My sister is crying.
"Will she be alright?"
"She's dying..." Dominic sounded so heartbroken, so sad, so terrified. I wanted to fight for him but this fog of darkness is relentless. I have no strength left to fight even if I wanted to.
"Dom..." I managed to feebly whisper before I started falling. Falling down in a never-ending field of darkness. Everything and everyone is completely gone. I can't hear anybody or anything. It was just me and darkness. It is too soon. Dominic still needs me. My heart felt like it is being ripped into two. This hurts more than the torture I received in Antarctica. My mate needs me but I feel it in my guts. I am leaving him. I am disappearing. I am gone.