Chapter 4 004

Claire's pov:

I have heard about the wolves and the things that they were capable of doing, I had imagine several horrible things about them. But this was out of the world.

The man they all referred to as the devil's son, the color of his eyes were out of the world, his fangs and how easily he had killed a man in such a brutal way and not to mention didn't blink an eye.

If he was ready to do something like this to one of his own, now I was starting to wonder what would become of someone like me.

As I stood close to the car with one of his men, I clasped on the hem of my dress, my hands and feet kept trembling while I wondered what was going to be of me.

I thought about my parents and my siblings and it made me wondered if my death was truly going to get them out of my miserable life.

I was so engrossed in my fearful thought that I didn't notice the devil's son return to the car until his voice came through and I jerked for safety.

“I got the certificate of ownership, which means I can do with you whatever I deem fit” there was a smirk on his lips, his pale face was staring right at me, sending cold shivers down my spine

His haur was so dark and shiny and the curls weaver around his eyebrows, he was too handsome for a man this dangerous.

Lifting the certificate so that I could see it, yet I have no idea what it means. But each step he took towards me, sent my heart throbbing heavily.

“Let go!” I wasn't sure who he was speaking to as one of his men forcefully shoved me into the car.

Seated inside the back seat and realized that it was just the both of us at the back, I wasn't sure how to feel. As his skin brushed against mine, they were cold, almost like he was dead.

“You do know what I am right?” His gaze fixed in front and all I did was non my head.

“Are you just a human?”

“What?” I gasped, not sure what his question meant.

“There are only a few humans who know and understand what I am but you do, that can only means you are not an ordinary human. Tell me what are you —- a witch?”

I folded both my arms, as if it was going to protect me from what was coming. None of his words were making any sense to me. I knew about the existence of the witches in the past but from what I last heard, they had been killed by the werewolves, why was he asking me about that ?

“SIRE! I don't know what you are talking about?”

“What am I?” He asked again, Making me wonder why he was so bent on asking the obvious question.

“A werewolf” I almost shrinked with my head still lowered.

“You are saying that is all you know about my identity?”

“Is there more to it?” I had no idea where I got the courage to ask, but I felt like I needed to ask, it was worse that he was a werewolf, if there was something else added to it, I am not sure how to react to that.

He stared briefly at me before his gaze return the the road. The drive was suddenly quiet, but his presence next to me kept making my heart spin.

“Stop!” He halted the driver all of a sudden that u did not realize when I jerked, almost through the window as a result of the shock.

His gaze had turned purple, fixed at me with nothing but fury, it was obvious that he was angry at me but I couldn't tell what it was that I had done wrong.

As the driver stepped on the brake, Lucien furiously grabbed my hair and dragged me out of the car.

“Argh!” I winced in pain, but that was nothing compared to the pain that I was about to experience. Once I was out of the car. He shoved me to the ground, my knee crashed on a broken bottle on the floor.

As blood appeared, I had expected him to shove some sort of sympathy, but instead, he walked over to me and grabbed my chin fircely in his arm.

“Tell me what you are and I might decide to spare your life”

“What…. I don't know what you are talking about”

“Don't play dumb with me. Are you truly human?” He asked but I shrieked in pain, not sure how to respond to his question. I knew he could perceive my scent and was oblivious to the fact that I was human.

“What are you using to stop my compulsion, go ahead and speak now or I swear I will end your life right now!” He roared and even as he pulled out his gun, I knew he meant every word he said.

Both my hands and feet were trembling in fear, sweat dripping down from my forehead and my eyes couldn't stop flickering as I stared at the beast that I had just been sold to.

“Please…. Please!” I kept bowing my head, not sure this would make any difference but I was in a desperate situation and I felt that was the only way out.

“You think your pleas is what I want to hear, go ahead and tell me how you are able to stop the compulsion and I would save your life”

He insisted but I knew that even if I went ahead to tell him countless times that I had no idea what the compulsion meant, he said want going to believe anything I said.

Seeing that I wasn't ready to give him the response he desired, he pulled away from me, paced around for a while as he ran his fingers through his hair.

There was frustration mixed with impatience and just when I thought he was finally going to have mercy on me, he pulled the trigger right at me.

A sharp pain surged through as it penetrated right to my chest and I slumbed to the ground.