Chapter 45 - A fitting escape

His eyes rolled behind his eyelids as he took in the scent, his tongue grazing the skin softly, he loved how it tasted, how warm it was.

They focused on the being in front of him, taking the majestic creature that lay before him, naked and bare for his eyes only, how lucky he was.

His expression turned to concern when blood left their mouth, the same warm liquid now dripping from his hands, from his mouth, he had bit them, eaten at them.

"Why did you do this to me? You're my mate..."

Devan sat up rapidly in the bed, sweat dripping from every pore on his skin, the dreadful nightmare still freshly printed in his mind.

"What the fuck was that..?" He breathed out rapidly, passing a hand through the wet locks that covered his forehead, his eyes squinting as he tried to remember the persons face to no success.

One after the other, Devan pushed his legs off the uncomfortable mattress while staring at the door, how he hated staying in this place, they had at least changed his room to a more comfortable one, despite his strongest efforts to flee the place.

He wondered how the others were doing, if Liam had finally mated with Narcia, if Matheo was alright... Matheo... It reminded him of that fight he had with his father the day before, how he had reaked of the boy's scent.

"He better not have fucking hurt him..." Devan groaned as he rubbed his face, there was no way he could allow this to continue on, he needed to leave this place and makes sure everyone was alright.

Devan stood up, pacing around the room as he tried to think, maybe he could somehow break through the door if he shifted, he hated the idea however, his form repulsed him to great lengths.

"I have no other choice... I need to make sure that—" He started before his phrase was cut by the smell of blood, his pupils slitting as he looked at the door, but not directly at it, he was looking past it, towards the room at the end of the corridor.

He knew that blood, he knew it all too well.

He had tasted it, smelled it, bathed almost in it, he remembered so clearly, the night Matheo had bled for him, to help him be normal, or as normal as he could be in this situation.

"Matheo!" He yelled as he rushed to the door, banging on it like his life depended on it, he should have known they wanted to do this, they had caught Matheo, and they were going to torture Devan with the screams of his friend.

"Fuck! Open the door!" He yelled to the guard that stood outside his door, the man sighed and opened the small window to look at Devan before shaking his head.

"I cannot do that young lord, your father was adamant that you stay in your cell."

"I understand that Amadeel, but please, for all the years you looked over me, help me out. I need to get out immediately!" Devan pleaded, the guard's eyes softening for a moment as it looked down at the ground, pensive.

"Your father will kill me if I let you out, young lord."

"Fuck! I need to! My friend is in there!" Devan yelled as he pointed toward the cell, his eyes tearing up as he imagined all of the things his father might have done to poor Matheo.

"I... I might be able to help that friend of yours, but it will most likely cost me my life as well." Amadeel said as Devan gritted his teeth, Amadeel had been the nicest of cannibals he had ever met, the guy was one by birth but kind hearted, he knew he would accept to lay his life down if Devan pushed.

It hurted him, to have to send this guy to his death, but the man was unsalvageable, having feasted on many shifters during his life, he could not return to its animal like Devan could.

"I know this may kill you... But... My friend is innocent, he isn't like us. You know he doesn't deserve this." Devan said as the guard looked over the cell in the distance, a gulp escaping his mouth before he nodded.

"It was a pleasure serving you, lord Devan. May my death not be in vain, may you be happy." The guard said, unlocking the door to Devan's surprise, had he only made Matheo flee, he might have had a chance to live, but his escape marked his death warrant.

"Thank you, Amadeel." Devan said as he gave a respectful bow to the guard, grabbing the keys the man held up for him before running toward Matheo's cell, heart racing to the thought of seeing him again.

It had been so long, he had missed him so dearly, perhaps he could erase what his father did, his comfort might just be enough for the boy.

Devan quickly stopped in front of the door, inserting the keys one by one until the right one fitted into the lock, he quickly smiled before unlocking the door, frowning as he heard very agressive growls.

He was not prepared for the scene before him, no one could have prepared him for it, the stench was the first thing that hit him, the stench of decomposition.

It took him a hard gulp as he walked in, seeing the now dirty and bloody wolf he had grown to love, its fur was tainted with what he could only imagine being dried up blood.

The corner of the room was unfathomable, he could barely stomach the sight of what seemed to be the remains of a torned up girl, it worried Devan.

"Dear god... Matheo..? It's me... Devan. You remember me, right?" Devan said as he took a step forward, cursing himself inside as he saw spots of Matheo's fur having new patterns, clear signs of scars that did not use to be there.

"I am so, so sorry for what my father did to you... Please, let me free you." Devan said as he took another step forward, quickly being met with a snarl, one that threatened certain death, this wasn't the Matheo he knew, this was the boy's wolf, and it was ready to kill.

His fingers gently stretched out as he rose his arm, Devan needed to make sure Matheo's wolf understood he was no threat, he needed to make sure the boy was okay... as much a possible.

The wolf snared, its canines threatening to snap at him, but there seemed to be this calmness in the wolf's eyes, one Devan felt he could trust, he moved a step forward, lifting his hand towards the head.

It all happened so quickly, the sudden pain, the anger in the wolf's eyes, the blood that splattered around, his own scream.

Devan's arm was now trapped in the mouth of the wolf, pain shooting through his body as he quickly tried to get the clamped jaw open, he did not expect Matheo would bite him, but who knows what he had been through, the wolf was only protecting him.

"Fuck! Matheo! It's me... Argh! Fuck, you have a strong jaw. You have to let me go." Devan said in quick succession, his heart racing as his blood dripped down the beast's mouth, he hated the sight.

"Matheo! Please! This hurts!" He pleaded, the wolf's expression softening slowly as it realized that Devan wasn't fighting back, pleading to be freed, it seemed to have sensed that Devan meant no harm.

It's jaw snapped open, letting go of the arm it had snatched onto, Devan quickly stumbled back, falling to his side as he held his arm, the pain was a lot worse than he had expected, but he could bare it, he had bared worst.

"I'm getting us out of here, don't worry." Devan began as he pushed himself up, blood now staining his shirt and pants, it didn't matter to him, however.

He quickly made his way to Matheo's chain, gripping the material in his hands before taking a deep, long breath, it would not be an easy task to get this off.

With one strong pull, and a heavy grunt, Devan snapped the chain that wrapped itself around Matheo's neck, the heavy metal snapping open and crashing to the floor with a loud clunk.

"Alright, mate. Time to get going before father comes around." Devan said in a thick accent, not even trying to keep his english clear, now was not the time to hide the british within him.

The boys ran out of the cell, quickly running up the stairs and out towards the field, Devan had seen this place many times, the petunias that surrounded this tower of hell, the lake that resided next to it.

He had swam in it as a kid, he could remember how fresh and pure the water had felt that day, how blue it looked compared to the blackness it held today, how terrifying it seemed to be now.

And the flowers, they did not used to scare, to cause fear within him, to make the fields he once loved to run around to escape his putrid existance look like the prison it had always been.

He grimaced at the sight, turning his face to the blue wolf that stood besides him, its fur coat completely covered in dried blood and matting, it broke his heart to see him in such a poor condition.

"Let's head back to your pack, we can get you cleaned up there—" Devan started before the wolf collapsed, breathing heavily before it returned to its natural form, to Devan's horror and surprise.

The boy that now lay before him was covered in scars, wounds that were still healing and some that had healed so many times that its magical healing powers could not keep up and had scarred the skin.

Devan bit his lip as he examined him, hating to see what his father had done, the man would pay, oh he would pay so dearly in due time, but not today, not now, not while the boy he had fallen in love with was in need of him.

"Fuck... I got you, Matheo." Devan whispered as he took off his shirt, covering Matheo as best as he could before picking him up, growling deep in his chest as anger rose from his heart.

This man would pay, he would pay so dearly.

-

Liam groaned as he opened his eyes, the area completely unfamiliar to him, he couldn't move at all, not that he was restrained, he simply could not move his body himself.

"Oh, I wished you had stayed unconscious a little longer... It would have been less scarring for you." Giuliana said as she walked into the room, a transparent grown that showed her naked body perfectly in the candle light.

Liam groaned as he barely managed to move his head to face her, gulping as he realized what she was going to do, fear slowly crippling him from within, he couldn't move, he couldn't stop her.

Giuliana giggled as she saw the fearful eyes stare at her, her small delicate hands grasping the scissors that lay on the table besides her before facing him with a smile that made his skin crawl.

It was pure malice.

"Don't worry, you won't suffer at all. In fact, you will feel a lot of pleasure. At least the ones I did before felt absolute extacy until the end." She stated before lifting his shirt, cutting the fabric until it was removable from his body in a swift movement.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Oh darling, it's not as intricate as you might think. I just long for power, and well... Every single women love to get manhood from time to time." She said with a giggle, making Liam grimace, he did not like the thought of her taking his virginity, he didn't even know just how far she was going to go with this.

"What are you going to do to me!?" Liam said as his shoulder twitched, his eyes scanning the room with fear, he needed to find a way to leave, to escape this, but all odds seemed to be against him.

"Well, for starters. I need to make your member hard, after that... Well, I will have to pleasure myself on you for a while." She stated as Liam's eyes started to panick, he didn't want to hear more of it, he didn't want to know what she was going to do past that point.

"Stop... I get it..."

"Oh, but I thought you wanted to know what I am going to do... Dont you wanna know how it all ends?" She said now standing besides him, gently reaching for his crotch that was still protected by his undergarments and shorts.

"No... I don't want to know! I don't want this! Let me go... Please Giuliana! You don't have to do this to me!" He begged as his body started to tremble, his tail still limp on the table as she unbuttoned his shorts and opened the zipper.

"My my, what a nice girth. You must get big when you are hard... How long is it? Eight inches? Perhaps even nine..." She mumbled as he closed his eyes, begging the moon goddess to save him, to stop this nightmare from happening.

"Stop... Please—" He stated before his eyes shot wide open, feeling her hand grasp his cock tightly, he had never been touched by a woman before, he had never felt this tingling sensation, he both hated it and loved it.

"I don't think you want me to, your dick is pulsing already." She whispered in a low tone, making Liam gulp, he didn't want it, he knew that much, but he couldn't say the same with his body, it was like it had a mind of its own.

"No! I don't want it!" He snapped at her, making her cut his pants off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers, he could feel the cold air on his skin, he hated every second of it.

"You have such a nice body, so well trained... I look forward to gripping your pecks while I ride you." She said with a smile, one that left a bitter taste in the back of Liam's mouth.

He cringed at the thought of her getting his dick inside her, he did not desire it, he didn't want her, he wanted Narcia, he had always wanted her... He could even say he had wanted her for so long that he had prevented himself from having sex.

"Please, Giuliana I beg you... Dont take it away from me... I want it with my mate, I want this to be special."

"Oh sweetie, I do not care about what you want. I will take your knot deep within me and suck that magic right out of you." She said as she smiled, her tongue giving a nasty lick to her lips as she cut his boxers.

Liam shut his eyes, trying to keep his tears in, there he was, laying there drugged and naked, unable to move and unable to stop what was about to happen.

He was defenseless, he was completely useless despite his years of training, what had even done it all for?

He knew the answer to that, he didn't want to be small Lili anymore... He had wanted to become strong so that Narcia could finally recognize him as a man, so that everyone could, but yet here he was.

"I promise to at least make it the best thing you will have ever felt. Now, let's begin."