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Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha

Chapter 105 - Trinity-Enduring More At The Hands Of Edmond




I had been enduring the torture for what felt like hours. They had me blind folded and my nose taped. They would gag me and tape it into my mouth. The way I was tied to the chair I couldn't move, my head was tied back in a prone position, my hands and legs were tied so tight that it was nearly cutting off the circulation.

The gagging would cut off all air supply. I would be unable to draw a breath, and I would also be unable to exhale. The first few times I panicked and tried to struggle futilely. Eventually I got used to the feeling of being light headed and on the verge of passing out before they removed the gag.

Then, after what felt like the fiftieth time, I thought I heard Reece's voice call out to me. 

"Dammit, help her, Goddess, help her." I gasped when I heard him. "Little Bunny!" He called out to me again. They took the tape away and the rag out of my mouth, finally I was able to take a shuddering breath.

"You were getting used to this, what happened?" Reya laughed.

"You just can't trust a mongrel to do anything." Beckett sneered.

"Shall we do one more." Reya sang.

"Don't you fucking dare." Reece snarled.

"Go to hell." I snapped at them.

"That's my girl." Reece said proudly.

"You still haven't learned any manners, after all this time. How pathetic." Grantham's sickening voice joined the others before he slapped me hard across the face.

"Want to try that again?" Reya asked, playful. 

"Go fuck yourself." I snarled through clenched teeth.

"You'll regret that." Grantham growled

"Grantham." Edmond's voice changed Grantham's trajectory slightly, his fist slammed into the side on my head and I felt my consciousness slipping away again.

"You've all failed in your duties. It is midnight. And it seems she is losing consciousness, when she wakes this time, it will be my turn." I could hear a smile in Edmond's voice. It was going to be his turn to torture me next.

"Trinity, I will find you. I'm coming for you. I'm looking for you. I haven't abandoned you. Please, hang in there and wait for me a little longer. I'm coming for you, I promise." I heard Reece repeating these words over and over. 

I drifted into unconsciousness with his voice running through my mind. 

"I'm coming for you. Trinity I will find you. I haven't abandoned you." Oh, I sincerely hoped those words were real, that I really heard his voice and that I hadn't imagined the whole thing.

Some time later, I didn't know how long I woke to see Edmond sitting in front of me in another chair. It was the first new piece of furniture I had seen in the room the entire time I had been here.

"Good evening." Edmond smiled at me. "You certainly do sleep a lot, don't you?" He seemed amused, with a small smile on his lips, but it didn't reach his cheeks or his eyes. He was just as emotionless as he was before.

"I might not sleep so much if your lackeys didn't torture me so much." I snapped at him sarcastically.

"They're trying to help you." He said with a false sense of hurt.

"Yes, because it always helps people to electrocute them, whip them, choke them, what was it they called it, dry-board them, yes, torture is so helpful. I must tell all my friends how helpful it is."

"You love your sarcasm don't you. Is it a weapon for you?"

"Not a weapon, more a tool, I can use it in a multitude of situations."

"Interesting." He laughed.

"So, what are you here to do?" I asked him.

"To help you." He smiled.

"I gathered as much. I meant what are you going to do to me?"

"Oh, nothing that truly has a name. My, lackeys as you called them, used human torture methods, I will be using magical methods only." He grinned maniacally.

"Do you think you can unlock what they couldn't?" My voice held my skepticism as I narrowed my eyes at him. I was still strapped to the chair and unable to move anything but my head, at least I could do that much.

"Well, I will either awaken it, or you will die in the process." He said matter of factly.

I felt my eyes go wide at his words. He truly intended to kill me.

"You're going to kill me?"

"Only if your magic doesn't manifest. That's what happens with all half breeds."


"You think you're the only one that we've made?" He laughed. "You're the first successful wolf, usually the pack will kill the child before they can make it to adulthood. That is why I had to fully erase your mother's memory, and why I had to take her so young. But we've had several half humans, half fae, and even a half vampire."

"You're a monster."

"I told you, calling me a monster won't affect me. I will continue to run my coven the way I see fit." He grinned at me. "I will gladly be the monster if that is what is best for my coven"

"I won't be part of your plan. I won't help you." I fervently refused. 

"As I told you before, you won't have a choice." He smiled as he stood, pushing the chair out of the way quickly as he did so.

He raised his right hand while staring straight into my eyes. I could see a strange, sinister purplish black glow out of the corner of my eye, it seemed to be engulfing his hand.

"What are you-?"I began, but I never got the chance to finish. He shot a glowing black ball into my chest before I could form the full question.

The pain was excruciating. It felt like my chest was on fire. I screamed and screamed. The pain lasted for what felt like hours, it was probably seconds or minutes, but the pain was so intense that it seemed like so much longer. By the time It was over, by the time I was done screaming, my throat already felt raw and hoarse.

"Interesting first response. Let's see how it goes from here." He laughed. This time the laughter was genuine, it lit up his face, crinkled his eyes, and filled his whole face with pure joy. 

There was another quick flash of light, but nothing happened to me, instead the ropes disappeared from around my hands and feet. Another flash and the chair flew across the room, dumping me in the middle of the floor, smack dab in the middle of the circle. I caught myself with my hands, barely, and scraped both of my palms. Blood seeped from them slowly.

As I lay there on the floor, dazed from the recent fall, I noticed another flash of light. Before I could react, two glowing balls slammed into my back.

My body was flattened against the floor from the force of the hits. Then, with the ever growing pain, my body started flailing around uncontrollably. I thrashed about, banging parts of my body here and there on the stone floor without meaning to. I know the pain lasted longer this time. I was not able to move of my own accord for at least twenty minutes, if not more. 

"That one was a lot more entertaining." Edmond sounded like a critic at a movie theater.

"Psycho-psycho-psychopath." It took me three tries to get the word out with how heavily I was breathing from the pain. The pain didn't pass either, it lingered and stayed with me even when I was finally able to move. 

"Thank you." He grinned even wider.

"You claim I'm your daughter, you would do this to your own child?"

"You're hardly my only child, just my only living half wolf child. Like I said the others were killed before they reached adulthood. In truth, you have dozens of siblings, that are alive anyway."

"How many that aren't alive?" I was afraid to know the answer but I had to ask.

He grinned before he answered. "I've lost count really, two hundred, three hundred. Who really cares. They don't matter anymore."

"Two or three hundred?" I felt the shock showing on my face. How could he have killed so many of his own children. "You've killed so many of your own family?"

"They weren't strong enough." He shrugged his shoulders. I began to tremble, tears streaming down my face. "I hope you're strong enough Trinity, I really need a wolf offspring to survive." He said it so matter-of-factly, that it made me feel dirty. "Now, let's continue."

He continued to shoot balls of light of varying intensity at me for the next several hours. After the balls of light he shot lightning bolts. Then shards of ice that burrowed their way under my skin. A burning fire that made me feel like I was melting without actually burning my flesh. When none of those had succeeded he was growing angry. He started the routine over, only more intense but with added mental images. 

I saw images of half warlock children being tortured. Visions of what the world might look like when he became the ruler, everything was either on fire or falling apart. I saw images of everyone I cared about lying dead on the ground.

Finally, I saw visions of Reece. He was leaving me. Telling me he never wanted me. Telling me he was leaving me here. Telling me I didn't belong with the wolves. Telling me I should die.

My mind reeled against these images. 'NO, Reece is coming for me. I know he is.' I screamed inside my head.

"Haha. You still think he's coming? That's pathetic." Edmond chastised me.

"Shut up. You don't know what you're talking about." I screamed at him. I heard the door open at my outburst. My tormentors from earlier came in, followed by the four wolves who had kidnapped me. 

"Need some back up boss?" Caleb asked.

"Like I would ever need back up from the likes of you." Edmond snapped. "Just stand over there." He ordered them.

He sent one more giant ball of light at me, with the mental image of him killing Reece. I saw Edmond standing over Reece's body holding his severed head, blood dripping everywhere.

"NOOO!" I screamed. I could feel my body beginning to itch and tingle all over as I thrashed about. 

"Yes, this is what will happen if he comes here. I promise you that." He ground out through his clenched teeth as he walked over to me. 

Edmond was now close enough to touch me. He knelt next to me and placed both his hands directly on me, one on my right shoulder the other on my stomach. I felt the power moving, flowing from him directly into me. It was ten times stronger this way.

I screamed. I screamed nonstop, pausing only to take a breath. I just continued to scream and scream. The pain felt like it was enough to kill me, but I had to fight to stay awake. If I lost consciousness in front of Edmond, I was certain he would kill me. I continued to scream until I was afraid I was about to lose my voice.

I heard a thundering noise coming down the stairs just before the door flew off its hinges. Everyone in the room looked momentarily stunned. Three big wolves came storming into the cellar.

The wolf in the lead was Reece, I recognized his jet black wolf with gray under belly and golden eyes, he was followed by Noah's chestnut wolf with milk chocolate eyes and Vincent's sandy colored wolf with light yellow green eyes. I was momentarily relieved, Until the four wolves in the room shifted their wolf forms to attack them and the five warlocks focused their attention on them.

"No!" I screamed as I saw the unfair fight. Reece didn't know the odds he was running into. "Reece! Noah! Vincent!" I called their names. I saw Caleb, Jeremy, and Leslie all attack Reece at the same time that Grantham shot a gray fireball at him. "REECE!" I screamed.

I could hear the sounds of the fighting as if it were happening in slow motion. I could hear the snarling, snapping, and yelping of the wolves. I could hear the yells, screams, and cries of pain from the Warlocks. And in the distance, I could hear the sound of a bell tower ringing. It rang, and rang, rang. I counted nineteen times before it stopped.

The moment the bells stopped it felt like my entire body was on fire. But different from when Edmond had tormented me. It felt like my body was melting from the inside out. I felt my bones snapping in several places. The pain was nearly as bad, if not worse than the last time Edmond had set the fire on me. It felt like my skin had turned to liquid. I screamed again. Long and loud, before I was cut off by my throat melting and moving to a different position.

I sat there on the floor holding my head in pain, wondering what was wrong with me. Was this an after effect of what Edmond had done to me? Was I dying?