Capitulum 39

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My eyes widened in shock at the revelation of the woman in front of me. Cyllene, the woman who had killed my parents. The woman that wanted me dead. She tilted her head with a small smile as she took me in, 'What do you want?'

She chuckled, 'Oh, good question and where to start.' She spoke, sitting back in her chair. She crossed her legs as she intertwined her fingers and rested her head on her hands. She studied me, 'It is almost surreal how much you look like your mother.'

'Before you killed her you mean?' I snapped, I was trying so hard to keep Leto under control. I knew the minute she would barge in Cyllene wouldn't hesitate to kill me.

She raised her eyebrow. 'I didn't kill your mother. Your father I killed yes, but your mother no. The little snake escaped just in time.' Her eyes clouded with darkness at the memory of my mother, hatred was the only emotion that shone through the dark clouds. She didn't kill my mother, she escaped. I wondered why everyone seemed to believe my mother was dead.

She tilted her head, 'You seem surprised.'

I refused to look her in the eyes, fixating my eyes on the wall behind her. I wasn't going to give her anything. 'You believed I killed your mother? Gosh,' She spoke, leaning back in her chair with a deep sigh. 'I fucking wish I did.'

A loud growl escaped my throat as Leto forced her way out. Cyllene didn't seem to be affected as she spoke, 'Liam, help her up.'

Instantly the man next to her moved, as he swiftly pulled me up on my feet. I warily watched Cyllene as she walked out of the door, Liam quickly pushing me after her. We walked through different halls as I took in the walls surrounding me, the walls seemed broken, veins were growing in the cracks, some parts of the walls had fallen and a tree was filling up the hole.  'Where are we?' I asked.

Cyllene glanced over her shoulder but didn't respond. I watched her carefully, she couldn't be older than 35. She opened the door to a basement we slowly walked downstairs and then she opened her mouth, 'I heard you killed a few of my men.'

I swallowed, 'Yes.'

'Good,' Her cold voice caused a shiver to run down my spine. 'I wasn't too fond of them anyways. Except Draco, you remember Draco. He dug his claws in you,' She turned towards me her hand now a claw as her one nail poked through the hole of my shirt where Draco had clawed me. 'Deep enough to take some blood for me to test.'

'T-test?' I stuttered, why would they need to test my blood?

She chuckled, a Lycan stood in front of a door and quickly opened the door for me. Inside was a room, with hundreds of beds, every single bed had a human tied to it. My mouth fell open at the sight, she lead me through the room as I took in every single person. Their face filled with fear and pain, liquid was flooding through a small tube attached to their arms.

She then turned to face me, clapping her hands together. 'Welcome to Lycosura.' A soft giggle escaped her as she saw my face, what was she doing with all of them? A heavy feeling fell over my chest as I tried to keep calm.

'What are you doing to them?' I growled.

Her eyes met mine as she slowly moved closer to me, her face only inches away from me as she leaned forward. Her lips brushing mine, I growled as I pulled back. 'They are my projects, little princess.'

'What kind of projects?' I questioned, the darkness that consumed Cyllene was evident. She wasn't afraid of it, she even embraced it.

'Lycans.'

'You are growing Lycans?' I was completely shocked. Suddenly it made sense, all the dead omegas showing up were her doing. Were they Lycans? Or did they manage to flee? Or did the man kill them, like they killed the girl because she was a failed project.

She chuckled. 'Yes. When I succeed, I will bring down every single little pack. Starting with your dear mate. I'll let you watch how I rip her limbs off, one by fucking one,' She growled, her hands firmly grabbing my cheeks as she forced me to look her in the eyes. 'You will suffer, like I suffered when your fucking mother stole my husband.' Her eyes glowing green as she snarled at me.

A part of me wanted to turn my face, wanted to submit to her clearly being stronger. While the other part wanted to kill her for threatening her mate. 'Considering the amount of dead omegas around the borders, I am guessing you aren't doing so well.' I breathed, it was a long shot but hopefully she would back off a little.

She chuckled as she let me go, her dark appearance gone as she smiled. 'Indeed. They were a waste of space.' She motioned for me to come over as she walked over to a young boy of not even 16. She roughly grabbed his arm. 'He is a rogue, he stupidly walked into our little hide-out. Begging for his life. I gave him a life he had to fight for himself.'

'What do you mean?' I was afraid to ask, I already knew the answer.

She chuckled. 'You see, the liquid flooding into his system is Lycan blood mixed with a little wolfs bane. He has a dormant Lycan gene, if he wants to live. He will have to trigger it himself. If he fails, well..' She moved to his head, 'We kill him.' Fear filled the boys eyes as he tried to shake her hands of his head, but to no avail as she snapped his neck.

The snap of his neck rang in my head as I forced myself to look away. This woman was psychotic. 'Why don't you just turn him yourself?' I whispered. She raised her eyebrow. 'I mean, you are a Lycan. Turn him.'

She giggled as she walked over to me, lifting my chin to meet her eyes. 'Because little girl, I am not a born Lycan. I forced your father to turn me, in exchange of your mothers safety. He didn't need to know that after he turned me I would've killed him, or his little mate, or you.'

'Yet here I am, alive.' I challenged her.

Her lips brushed mine as she brushed her lips down my jaw to my neck, inhaling my scent. 'Indeed you are,' She pushed me into a chair and Liam quickly tied me onto it. 'But for how long?'

'What are you doing?' Fear filled my system as Liam held my arm still as a man poked a needle in my arm, slowly but certainly he filled some tubes of my blood.

Cyllene chuckled as she watched me. 'My men explained how you, as a simple little wolf, turned your little warrior friend into a Lycan. Meaning you triggered her Lycan gene,' She crouched down in front of me. 'I am going to drain you from your blood and will to live until I figure out how a simple wolf, with no evidence of a Lycan gene in her system, is able to trigger a gene.'

I swallowed as the man stood, walking away with the little tubes filled with my blood. Her hand caressed my cheek, 'And until you drop dead on my floor, you will be my little slave who can watch me destroy her little mate piece by piece.'



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