His Blue Moon Princess
Chapter 90

Are you in pain...?

...I'm okay. Who are you? You shouldn't be alone like that.

I'm not alone! And you don't look okay. You look hurt. ... Is that blood?

Don't look, you're too young!

I'm not young, I'm 8-years old!

You're still a kid.

I'm not a kid!

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My head hurts... Something cold, heavy, and painful is lacerating my wrists. I feel heavy myself, almost numb. Where am I? It's so dark... Somethings reeks, too. What happened to me? I feel so weird. Like I'm... drugged.

I can't see a thing, but the room is cold, and my instincts tell me I'm underground... Is this a basement? There doesn't seem to be any window or any air circulating. It's a small room, too... I can't hear a thing. No wait, something's dripping... Probably water. A tunnel, then?

I'm so cold. I struggle to remember, but with this headache... My first thought is Damian. Where is my mate? Is he fine? There was... so much blood... Did someone help him? I want to ask my wolf, but I can't feel her at all! This is so weird, like she's... asleep, or gone. I feel completely alone, like I was a few years ago. It's so scary.

The battle... The explosions... Who did this, and why? So many people died, or were severely injured. Moon Goddess, I hope the greatest number possible survived this. What was the Gold Moon Clan thinking? Did they lose it when they understood William wouldn't side with them against Damian?

Suddenly, I hear a ruckus. What's going on? Is that... footsteps? Someone is approaching. Gosh, my leg and head are so painful already... "So, you're awake, you w***e!"

The next second, a violent kick in my stomach radiates pain through me. I gasp for air, unable to breathe, struggling. But before I can even come to my senses, I feel someone stomping brutally on my leg. I scream, unable to hold it. This is unbearable! I suddenly remember I was shot right there, and I can feel the blood running on my legs. A sharp, shrilling pain where the bullet is still located. My own voice screams in my ears, and I can only hear half of what he's saying. "...should have died... What you... Lost everything because of Black... Pay for it..."

I don't care, I don't care about anything that bastard says. I ignore him, and bite my lip, unable to take the pain. His foot on my leg is crushing me, pressing so hard until I hear something actually breaking, and a new wave of pain takes me out in a new scream of horror.

I wake up again, and there's a taste of blood in my mouth. I'm alive... But still in pain, too. Is he gone? I try to move, but Moon Goddess, my leg.... It still hurts so much, I can barely believe I was unconscious with this pain. And this cold, I'm shaking. Oh, my stomach, too.... He is crazy and even more dangerous. Next time, he might really kill me... How long have I been there? Are they looking for me? I can't even reach out to anyone; whatever he gave me is strong enough to keep my inner wolf in some sort of coma... I can barely stay awake, myself. I hear footsteps away and something glass-like breaking. It smells like... Alcohol. Is that whisky?

"You... s**t! You think they will ca-catch me? They can... nev... never get me! And I'll send your... your corp... corpse back to him! B... Black should die, too!"

Moon Goddess, I can't see him, but it's obvious he is so drunk... I try to move and feel broken glass under my fingers. Gosh, this is so dangerous... I need to do something to get out of here. How do I make him talk?

"Wh... Why Damian? He did nothing to... you," I mutter, almost unable to talk.

"Black, too... Took everything from me! He took my... my dignity! A s... s**t like you is just... just... just a w***e!"

Whatever he's saying doesn't make any sense, but I don't care. I feel him getting closer, and I try to move or crawl away, anyway I can. Moon Goddess, he reeks of alcohol!

"Stay away from me!"

"You scared? You should be my toy! You..."

"I'm no one's toy! Get the f**k away from me, you r****t!"

I suddenly hear him laugh, and a new kick bursts my stomach with pain. Oh, Moon Goddess... I don't know how much longer I can take this.

"Rap... r****t? After what you did to me? You w***e! Assassin! S... s**t! You almost kill... killed me!"

... Killed him? I try to remember again. That night, in that apartment... Alec left me with him, and... He tried to touch me. I feel a surge of fear invade me when I recall, but I have to fight this. I have Damian now. I'm fine, I'm fine. I can do this.

I remember the struggle. Marcus hideous breath on top of me, his greasy hands on my legs, trying to tear my dress away. I fought him, I screamed, even. At one point, I think I hit him hard enough for him to let go a second. That's right, I remember now. I pushed him with all I had and ran. I didn't recall where the entrance was, but I went to... Was it a kitchen? I saw those... I saw knives on the counter.

I took one. I remember the feeling between my hands. It was a long and large kitchen knife, sharpened. When he came at me, I didn't have a second for hesitation. Just panic, guiding each of my movements.

My arms went forward until something blocked me. A weird sensation. A gasp, and cold air running down my spine. I remember his face, how he stared at me, completely shocked. A cry of pain, something so miserable and ridiculous. I didn't let go of the knife. I couldn't? As if my fingers were a part of it. So, I stepped back, keeping it with me, the blade drenched in red.

He screamed. In pain, in terror. But I was still scared and freaked out. I thought I was going to die, all of me was trembling. I couldn't see the injury, just his face. Like I was in a trance. He ran at me, and I raised my hands, trying to protect myself, forgetting what I was holding on to. I wanted to scream, but even my voice was muffled.

The blade went along his face, in a red, vivid, gross line.

I stabbed him, scarred him twice.

...Is it the reason he's not approaching me now? I try to think again, hard. Marcus had no problem touching me before, but he only used his feet this time. Is he...? Wait. More memories come back again. "Don't you approach me! Don't touch me!"

I screamed that. I screamed that with all my might... My Alpha voice. I just remembered it, but for him, it's... An order.

That's right. Marcus can't touch me. Moreover, I'm an Alpha, and he's nothing but a renegade now. He has to obey me. He can't control me anymore.

"You little s**t, you..."

"Shut up."

"Don't tell me to shut up!"

I don't have my Alpha voice right now. Moon Goddess, what did he d**g me with? Enough to keep my wolf unconscious! I have to hold on, to stay alive. Until I can wake her up, or they can replace me, some way. I breathe in. Gosh, my head is spinning so hard... I can faint at any moment again, and I hate that.

Marcus keeps insulting me, but I don't listen to him anymore. The worst he can do is kick me, and as long as I don't anger him, he should stay away... Or so I hope.

Damian, Damian... Moon Goddess, please let him be fine. I hope he can make it, at least until I get back to him...