Page 52 of Wolf Outcasted


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The reminder was on purpose, as if to humiliate me in front of the rest of the men. They would be enduring an eternity of flames, similar to the pits of hell, but they weren’t in my position of suffering.

I was left to take on the burning scrutiny of this woman’s madness during the day while being her pleasure slave in the depths of the night.

“Go smoke,”she encouraged, and I knew this time around, I wouldn’t be coming back.“Put out that useless mutt.”

I guessed there were benefits to begging, for this man was going to be out of his misery very shortly. He was clawing out his eyeballs and smacking his head endlessly in hopes that he’d be knocked out, but it was no use.

It didn’t matter anymore.

After a deep inhale of my cigarette, I pulled it from my lips and flicked it towards the begging man. The impact triggered the stick of white to cause a chemical reaction – and the green-bluish flames ignited into real flames.

The man’s screams doubled as the pain hit him all over again, but these flames did exactly what they were supposed to do as the fire began to melt away the remaining flesh down to his bones. His screams turned into whimpers, and he fell to his knees while his gaze landed on me.

I knew staring into his face as the last bits of flesh melted off his skull would haunt me for the rest of my life, but it wasn’t because of the horrifying sight.

It was all because, despite the absence of his flesh, I could see the immense relief in his bone structure as he realized he’d escaped the cycle of suffering - that his soul would be set free.

His final sound was like a long sigh as his shoulders sank and the last hints of life faded away until he was nothing but a skeleton kneeling on the path of black. With the real flames melting away the snow, the rest of the men were forced to see what they’d been kneeling upon this entire while.

Bones. Layers of the bones of all those who didn’t make the cut.

“Forgive us.” The wise man fought to say the words,but his only answer was that manic laughter.

That was my cue to leave. I took a final glance at the older man before turning around and beginning to walk away.

“It’s a shame to say,”she began, and it felt like her voice grew louder even though I walked further away from it all.

Further away from the sickening madness.

“I won’t forgive you.”

That cued the flames which was followed by their shrieking screams, and I knew the sound would haunt me every fucking day of the remainder of my existence. But I knew better.

This was only the beginning…

The sudden kindlingof a flame at the end of my cigarette brought me out of the traumatizing memory, and my eyes zeroed in on the movement of the flame while I unexpectedly held my breath.

As if any move I made from this instant onward would land me in a cell, locked up and bare in the clutches of that vile woman.

The swift blow extinguished the flame, leaving a trail of smoke behind while the end sizzled with tiny flakes of embers.

I’d have to give my wolf a word of thanks because his energy was oozing through me, which was exactly why I hadn’t flinched at the sight of the flame. I could still keep my persona calm and cocky without the world realizing how fucked up my life had been up until my moment of freedom.

Or ever since I encountered Willow De Luca.

"I should be scolding you for smoking, but then again, I can see why it’s an addiction.”

No matter my hidden fright, the sassy sound of a familiar voice made my lips curl up in pride before I covered the end of the cigarette with my lips and inhaled.

Briefly closing my eyes, I could see the little girl with the bright, defiant strands of her hair. Those intense eyes of annoyance surely shed a few tears on my behalf with my disappearance that turned into a very long return.

I was a bit happy she wasn’t about to scold me into flaming oblivion, but I was about to find out if my hope would be short-lived.

I let myself release the safe hold on the cigarette and exhaled the set of smoke into the chilly air.

“Some addictions are more coping than anything,” I voiced and finally gathered the courage to look over to the very culprit of the flame. “I feel that’s something you should know about, Princess Ruby.'“

How time had changed her.

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