However, Klevon only snorts. "What did you expect? This place is renovated so you will live peacefully here. The King wants you to feel at home, comfortable, and in your element here." Klevon grins, "Aren't you the favorite?"
I clench my jaws and sit across from Klevon. "I am," I answer, flinching when I feel the soreness on my crotch.
Klevon gazes at me and then at Harbin. "Is she always like this? Ain't she always in a bad mood? Or is it because of my presence?"
I shift my attention from the two men to the garden outside the sunroom. The castle has a lot of rooms like this. The solid wall is on my right, and the glass is on my left, which overlooks the beautiful garden.
I smirk. This is created for me, huh? Somehow, I can't believe it. He doesn't love me that much to think of me. Maybe, he made his castle this way so he can fuck his women while hiding from the passersby. He's crazy like that. I'm sure someday, he will also ask me to have sex with him in those tall bushes. Then he will use on me those painful-looking clamps, and those slaps and… right, I remember, he asks to tie me up before. He also asks to use those same things on me just a day ago. Rather, I am getting closer to his sexual relationship with Coe.
Remembering how he grabs Coe and how he impales her while he is causing her painful pleasure, I realize how much the mate bond did not affect him. The mark works somehow, but then… he can't possibly derive pleasure from inflicting pain on his sex partner if he loves me, right? If that is the case… Does that mean that the mark will expire sooner than five years? Because he is a human?
Klevon snaps his fingers in front of me and I blink in surprise. "You've been staring at nothing for a while now," he says while smiling.
He seems to be in good mood, and I am the opposite of that. I feel faint and dizzy, but my chest feels numb. Those harem women. They don't care about their dead unborn child. Now, they are planning to replace those kids as if they are just pets they can use for their own gain. Cruel and inhumane. But somehow, I hope I can think like that as well.
I snort. Is this the dark, ugly side that Klevon is warning me about? Plain crazy.
"That snort. Are you still angry I tried to kiss you last time?" He makes a small bow and says, "Then, I am very sorry. However, I cannot promise that I will be able to stop myself if the same opportunity arises again," he jests.
"Are humans all like you? Opportunistic bastards, who think of nothing but their p***s?"
The smile is instantly erased from his face. He shifts his attention to Harbin and back to me. I stand up and stop myself from flinching from the sudden movement. I reach to his collar and pull him closer to me.
"Tell me, bastard. Is a kiss all you want? If I kiss you now, will you stop bothering me?!"
"Hey, calm down, I am just joking."
"Shut up! Just answer my question, if I kiss you, will you stop bothering me?!" I scream.
He raises his arms and says, "No, of course not. I am just kidding."
Angrily, I push him back to his chair. It creaks on his weight but it didn't get destroyed.
"Kaiya, are you okay?" he whispers.
And for a long time now, Harbin is not speaking. I glance at him and notice that he is only silently sipping on his tea. Right, another manipulator in this rotten place.
"Should I call for someone?" Klevon asks again.
"Fuck off!"
"Hey! You are getting more and more vulgar with your words. Aren't you being taught the proper etiquette?"
"I don't want to hear that from you!"
I know that I am just lashing out at him again. Every time I see him, all I want to do is to abuse him with words. Ah! I hate myself. I've asked what is there to love in Theo, but honestly, I should ask myself that. There is nothing to love in me. Nothing good. I am weak, I am selfish, and as he said, I am out of my element here. I am breaking and I don't know how to stop this crushing pain.
"Is this about the King again? Did he hurt you?"
"Shut up!" I cover my ears to stop listening to his questions.
"Ain't he taking good care of you? Especially now that you are pregnant?"
"The King asks her to abort her child," Harbin interjects.
"He-what?!" he thunders. "Damn that idiot! Doesn't he know how much family-centric werewolves are?"
Harbin just shrugs his shoulders. As if my being a werewolf is the one at fault, not these humans who think nothing of another life.
"She thinks that the King doesn't love her. Even if he is always with her at night."
"Then his harem?"
"Only visits them from time to time."
"Ain't he just prolonging this?"
The two converse as if I am not in the same room again. I feel useless, I feel unneeded. I hate this. I hate myself.
"I am still here. Why are you talking as if I am not here?!" I cry out.
"Kaiya…"
Klevon is about to move towards me when I warn, "Don't f*ucking touch me! I am asking why you are talking like I am not here! I don't want your f*ucking comfort!" My voice is getting louder.
"Harbin, I think you need to call the physician. She is starting to shift in anger. It will be bad for her child!"
He grabs me and imprisons me in his embrace. He tries to massage my hair, but he will never get the same effect that Theo has on me.
"Shhh, Kaiya. Calm down."
"Why do you f*ucking care?!" I shout at him, as I struggle against his hold.
I am getting hysterical, I know. Momentarily, I shift and I bite his arms. He lets me go and I growl at him.
"Kaiya, I've told you before. I am on your side. I am prepared to protect you."
"Don't fucking lie to me! You are just like everyone else who hates my child! Who wants my kid dead! I hate you all!"
"I made a vow to protect you."
Vow. Theo made a vow too. And look where it gets me. And in a state of fury, my anger directs toward the table. I swipe everything on it and I scream. As if not content, I push and kick it over. Everything on it tumbles on the floor, and everything crashes and breaks, just like my heart.
"I hate you all," I say. My tears fall. "I hate myself," I say, in a lower tone.
The door bursts open and Meeghan enters the room. She looks at my state and then down my dress. That instant, I notice that something warm is dripping on my inner legs. I see red splotches on my white dress. I lift the hem and see that blood is gushing out of me.
A wave of terror engulfs all my senses. I freeze and I look back at Meeghan. My hands are still tightly clutching the hem of my beautiful dress. My tears fall, overflowing now, and I sniff.
"Meeghan, my child…" I whisper.
My fear overwhelms my sense of pain and anger entirely. Meeghan covers her mouth with her hands and looks sorry at me.
"Call the physicians!" Harbin screams at the guards outside.
I continue to sniff and cry. My knuckles have turned white as I still tightly grab my dress. "Meeghan, please, my child…"
Then a sense of vertigo makes me unsteady on my feet. Warm blood continuously drips on my legs. I feel myself falling, but arms catch me before I hit the floor.
It was Klevon. He lifts me and carries me. I grab at his shirt and beg, "My child, save my child. I don't care about my life. But my child comes first."
I know it's an impossible request. My child hasn't formed yet. How can he survive outside of me? It is stupid of me. Yet, I continuously beg him. Or anyone who hovers at me while I am laid gently on the bed.