Chapter 197
Lucian
After Vladimir had watched his hybrid had his fill from me, he had ordered the guard to remove the chains from me. Then he had offered a small amount of blood that wasn't enough to heal my wounds but at least, I was a little relieved from the pain that burned my throat. He didn't want me to die.
I was trapped in this basement. I would die here either at Vladimir's hands or from his hybrids.
I tipped my head back, feeling my heart race. Pain flared from the wound on my throat and wrist. Anger poured out of my chest as I realized a lot of things. My breath caught in my throat and I clenched my hands into a tight fist.
Pulling myself up from the ground, I shook off the voice that advised that this was not a good idea. Fuck that voice. I was going to escape from this house and find my freedom away from Vladimir. Then I would return for my revenge. It might take years but I was surely going to come back.