His Game
Serafine POV
I stand trembling on the floor as he steps closer.
“Please,” I whisper, pleading with him.
I hear Helena scream and see her circling into a ball to protect him, the baby wails
more.
Moving, I force myself to my feet. My body still burns, and I stare at the Silvermane Hound.
“Do you want it to survive?” Gideon steps closer and grips my chin. “Come with me, then your little friend there can get her healer and save it.” He turns, and his boot flies forward. The Silvermane Hound howls in pain, and I collapse with a scream.
“Interesting…” he mutters. “You’re really strong and powerful, and you have built bonds with them. By the baby’s screams, so has he.”
“Please leave us,” I whimper as I stagger up.
“You’re going to watch it die,” he mutters as he points to the Silvermane Hound.
“Take the baby,” he orders.
I move to Helena, trying to protect her and the baby. Gritting my teeth, I try to shift, and the pain worsens as I do. It’s slow, the pain making it harder to shift. The moment I do, I lunge at Gideon, and pain explodes through me.
I lost connection with my wolf instantly.
“Did you really think I wasn’t prepared for you to shift?” His head tilts mockingly. “Give him back!” Helena screams, and I see the men rush past holding the baby.
“No!” I scream and try to lunge forward, but the pain is worse, and I can’t feel my wolf. “Grab her,” he mutters as he steps back like I’m nothing. Hands grab me, and I feel the cuffs lock around my wrists. I glance down at them and instantly realise what it is. They are binding my wolf, stopping me from shifting.
Gideon steps forward and grabs my face. “You will obey my every order. One wrong move, and I will kill your son.”
My body stills instantly.
“If you think the Raven dying was pain, imagine it being your own son.”
I sob and nod, looking back at Helena, who is on the floor. She’s breathing at least. My eyes lock on the Silvermane Hound Successfully unlocked way.
“What did you do?” I whisper, still feeling the pain.
3/4
His Game
“Pure silver, you know it kills, right? Slowly, it seeps into the blood. If the bullet isn’t removed soon, it won’t live.”
No, my head shakes.
“Once it’s removed, it will heal and begin to move again, but right now, it’s unable to.”
He says it so coldly, so casually, like it’s normal. It’s not normal. It’s cruel, it’s evil.
“You should have stayed with Xander. You were protected there.”
I laugh low. “I was never protected. He was going to use me and leave me to rot after destroying you.”
His laugh is cruel and cold. “Oh, that man. I knew, you know. I sold you because I knew he wanted a way into my pack. I knew I killed his mate and that he was faking being a rogue.”
My body stills. “You knew and sold me to him?”
“Well, yes,
because now, guess what? You can tell me everything I need to know.”
“Get fucked!” I sneer. I won’t be telling him anything. He can rot. I don’t care how much he beats me, or where he locks me up, I won’t tell him.
“That’s not very polite, as your father, you should be nicer to me.”
I laugh. “You’re not my father.” He’s just a coward, using his power to hurt people.
“No, you’re right, I’m not.” I pause and turn to face him.
“What?” The way he said that wasn’t like I was his daughter but he doesn’t see himself as my father. He said it in a way that say’s he’s truly not.
I’m pushed into a car, and I stare at him, waiting. My eyes see the baby and I reach out.
“No, no. You don’t get him back until you begin to follow my orders.”
“Just let me hold him! I’m shackled, what could I possibly do?” I scream.
“A lot, believe me.” He glares, and I sigh. I need to figure out how to get the baby.
“My brother was a naive man,” Gideon says silently, and I glance up at him.
His brother? He’s dead, I don’t get why he’s speaking of that. It’s not even his brother. He was an orphan. Brought into the pack.
“I’m speaking to you girl.”
Sighing, I raise my head. “I don’t care about your brother, who wasn’t your brother.”
Turning, I look outside the window.
“You should, considering he was your dad.”
The words are full of amusement, and I turn to face him. “What?”
2/4
His Game
“Oh, now you want to talk?” His head tilts.
“Just spit it out and shut up!” I snap.
He chuckles quietly. “You’ve gotten very brave since you left. You wouldn’t have dared speak back to me like that before. Look at you now, yelling at me, ordering me.”
“Maybe I’m done with being used like an object.” That’s not a lie, I am done being used like an object right now.
“You will learn to respect me, to keep your rude remarks to yourself.”
Is he for real? “Do you really think I’m about to bow down to you again? You can’t make me, I’m done being someone’s object.”
“You will, and if you don’t, I will make you.”
I shrug. “Go ahead, beat me, the pain you can inflict on me is nothing to what I’ve suffered through since I left. Hell, I’ll hand you the belt and tell you to go for it.”
“So foolish,” he says, then moves quickly. It takes me a second to process everything. One second, Eryx is in the arms of a soldier, the next, Gideon has him, with a knife placed over his heart.
“DON’T!” I scream and go to lunge up as someone pushes me down.
“You will respect me, you will clean that filty fucking mouth of yours. Or, I shove this blade through his heart.”
Stilling, I nod. I can’t argue this anymore. I can’t fight, I can’t push either. I’m done, I’m stuck. I don’t want Eryx hurt, so for now, I will follow his rules.
