Chapter 114.
The man gasped as Merhold’s fingers tightened around his throat. His feet dangled helplessly above the ground. I’couldn’t look away, too stunned to move. This wasn’t the calm, mysterious stranger I thought I’d met. No, this Merhold was…. dangerous, powerful in a way I hadn’t imagined.
Tina told me she felt threatened, too..
“Alpha,” the man managed to choke out. But Merhold’s grip only grew firmer, “Did you really think you could lay a hand on her?” He spat the words, “She’s mine, not yours to
touch.”
I took a shaky breath, staring at Merhold in shock. He let the man drop to the ground and
turned to me.
“Doris,” he said softly, “Did you really think I found you by chance?” He paused, then grinned, “Let me reintroduce myself, Doris. Let me show you who I really am.” My heart pounded. I took a step back. “You… you planned all of this?” He didn’t look away. “Yes, Doris. From the very beginning. I’m the mastermind behind your kidnapping.” I asked, “All this time… it was you?” He smirked. “Yes, Doris. You were mine from the start.”
I stood frozen in place, my heart hammering with disbelief as my eyes locked on the man before me. I could feel the blood draining from my face. Merhold? The name rang in my head, but it didn’t seem possible. This man, this stranger was the one behind my kidnapping. I could hardly breathe. “Doris, it’s been a long time. I’m the one who orchestrated everything. I’m the mastermind behind your abduction,” he repeated calmy, like we were having a casual conversation.
My legs felt weak, but I steadied myself, staring at him in shock. He seemed so different now, his demeanor was cold, calculated, almost as if he had no care for who he was hurting. He moved toward me, and I instinctively took a step back. His hand reached out. He attempted to grab me and force me onto the cold, stone floor. I wasn’t going to let him touch me, not like this. I dodged his hand, scrambling away from him.
-Merhold withdrew his hand, but the smile on his face was unsettling. It wasn’t the smile of
someone who was sorry, or even regretful, it was a smile of someone who was enjoying
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- is. “You’re being locked up,” he ordered, his voice emotionless. “Take her to the dungeon,
Tbarely had time to protest as guards grabbed my arms, and they pulled me away from
him. I was dragged through dark, winding corridors until we arrived at a massive door that creaked open to reveal the dungeon. My breath caught in my throat as I stepped inside. The air was thick and oppressive, devoid of warmth or hope. Harsh, white lights flickered overhead, casting cerie shadows that only added to the chilling atmosphere. The walls were damp and cold, the floor made of stone, and there wasn’t a single window in sight, just cold,
relentless light.
There were rows of narrow cubicles, each more depressing than the last. Some were empty, while others held people, or perhaps things trapped behind iron bars. The silence between the screams of those who were kept here was deafening. I had never felt so alone, so
helpless.
The guards shoved me into the innermost cubicle, which felt like the very heart of the darkness. I couldn’t see what lay beyond the bars, but I could hear everything. The screams, the sounds of chains scraping against the stone, the groans of the suffering souls. It was like a nightmare that had come to life.
I clutched my arms tightly around myself, trying to steady my breathing. The air was thick, and the constant screaming made it feel like the walls were closing in on me. I didn’t know how much time had passed, and I couldn’t tell if it was day or night. The white lights never dimmed. They just flickered, their buzzing creating an oppressive atmosphere.
“Tina? Tina?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I’m scared,” Tina’s voice came from the darkness, barely a whisper.
I could hear the fear in her voice, and it only made my own heart ache. “I know. But we have to stay strong. We’ll get through this,” I said, though I wasn’t sure if I believed it myself. We comforted each other in silence as the minutes or maybe hours ticked by. Time seemed irrelevant here in the dungeon. My mind began to spiral, the isolation and fear threatening to break me.
Then, suddenly, a shadow loomed at the entrance of the cubicle. I looked up, barely holding myself together, and felt my breath catch. It was him. Merhold. He stood there, his eyes cold, studying me.“Do you know what I plan to do with you?” he asked coldly to scare me.
