Chasing My Rejected Luna
Chapter 131

TEGAN'S P.O.V

For some reason, my powers weren't working. It was as if the house was some form of magical vortex that wouldn't allow me to use my own gifts. And my brother was being anything but gentle. "Let's get this shit over with," His rough voice echoed out.

"What do you want?" I asked as he pulled me down what seemed to be a never-ending hallway.

"I don't want shit. There is nothing you can do for me." He responded more aggressively than necessary.

"What is your fucking problem?" I asked as I stopped in my tracks, yanking my arm from his grasp.

"Where do I even start?" He asked with a laugh.

"How about what the hell you want with me and why you've taken me hostage?"

"I am only doing what I was instructed to do. Nothing more, nothing less."

"By Iblis?" I asked, praying to the Goddess he didn't get to him first. But I had a feeling he got to him long before I ever even knew of his existence.

"By the only family I'll ever need, my father." He spat out hatefully.

"Please tell me you're not saying what I think you're saying."

My heart felt like it was in the pit of my stomach. Surely I wasn't hearing what I thought I was hearing.

"Follow me," he said as his eyes dilated. An overwhelming urge coursed through my body, wanting to obey his commands.

"What is happening? Why can't I stop myself from following!?"

"Because I compelled you to follow. Neat trick huh?" He responded with a laugh.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked again as my body involuntarily followed him down the hall.

"Because, why not?" He replied with a laugh, but avoided answering the question yet again.

"Why me? Why not Darion or Fredrik or even all three of us?"

"Because they are useless. He only wants you." He replied in a huff.

"Iblis, that sick fucking monster! When will he stop? He took my mom when I was born, making us think for all these years she was dead. He erased her memories by torture. Then he sends her to kill me, revealing to us that we have a brother we never knew about. Just to trap me to do the same shit he did to my mother, to me!" I screamed as tears rushed down my face.

I felt so useless. My gifts were all I was leaning on to save me, and they were useless here. I was about to meet the same fate my mother did, leaving my son to think his mother had died. I cannot let history repeat itself in any way, shape, or form. I had to get out of here. I had to get home to my son. Why did I have a need to search for a long lost brother? It was all too good to be true, it fell into our laps so easily. Why did I believe that this would end well?

"I don't know what you're rambling on about nor do I care," he said with an eye roll as we approached a door at the end of the hall.

He opened the door, pushing me forward. I couldn't tell where we were, but what I did know was we weren't in that house anymore. We were somewhere entirely different. As if it really was a magical vortex taking me into another dimension all together. Was he taking me where I thought he was? But that wasn't possible, there was no way I could enter the underworld or for them to leave the underworld without the key opening the door, right?

"Where are we?" I asked as fear bubbled in my belly.

"You sure ask a lot of questions. Quite frankly, it's annoying." He responded hatefully.

"You'd also be asking questions if you had no idea what was going on. And why are you so damn hateful? What did I ever do to you?" I asked in a fit of rage.

"YOU WERE BORN!" He screamed as his eyes flickered between green and red.

His words hurt me even if I didn't know him. Just add him to the list of my family that thinks the same of me.

"I don't know why I expected you to be any different from the rest of them."

"Boo who, cry about it," he said as he placed both of his hands in fists below each eye, moving them back and forth, mimicking the crybaby hand gesture.

I hate him. I don't even know him and I hate him. This was the worst idea. Why must I always give in to the idea that any of my family would ever accept and love me? Of course, Iblis sent my mother to me, knowing I would try to save her. He knew that once her desire to kill was gone she would be left with the only memory he allowed her to keep. He also knew I would search for answers. It was his master-plan all along.

How idiotic must I have been to ever think that he didn't already know about Trystan? He tortured my mother, and apparently was her lover too. I was in over my head and all I could do was listen to what I was told to do.

I still hadn't replied or said a word after the realization that he was too far gone to even try to reason with or get answers from him.

Once we were in another room, he made me sit in a chair where he chained my wrists to the chair's armrest and my ankles to the chair's legs.

"I don't see this as necessary when you can compel me to cooperate," I said in a low voice, still not wanting to speak to him but also needing to voice my opinion.

"It's more fun this way," he said with a laugh as he tightened the chain even more, making me hiss out in pain. "You look just fucking like her, it's sickening." He then said as he backed away.

"I don't know what he told you, but there is nothing sickening about our mother."

"He didn't have to tell me a thing. She abandoned me to live with weak humans who couldn't handle me. She didn't care, but he found me and he cared!"

"Oh, I'm sure he did. You benefited him. If you didn't, he wouldn't give a fuck about you! She placed you away from this world in hopes of protecting you from this life right here! Her attempt to save you may have failed, but that doesn't mean she didn't care about you!"

"She abandoned you too. Why take up for her?"

"Yeah, she abandoned me. She even withheld my identity from me, just as she did you. But at least I know she did it to protect me. I don't know what Iblis has told you but HE is the reason she was taken from us. And HE is the reason she felt the need to hide you!" "My father has been nothing but helpful in guiding me with my gifts. He has shown me what it is to live. She, however, could rot in hell!"

"She is already, thanks to your fucking daddy. Living the same tortured memory."

"Serves her right. She deserves worse for abandoning her children."

"Get out of my face!" I screamed as the doors pushed open, revealing none other than Iblis himself.

"Fancy seeing you here." His deep vile voice echoed around the room, making my heart pound against my chest.

"What do you fucking want from me!?" I screamed the question in pure rage.