Destroy My Life In You
Chapter 60: Just a Pawn in the Game of Vampires

Chapter 60: Just a Pawn in the Game of Vampires

Once again, Ravenna woke up to find herself surrounded by pitch darkness. Only this time, there were no weird whispers but a deafening silence. Her entire body felt sore, and when she tried to move, then did she realize both her hands and legs were tied, predictably to a chair.

Annoyance rose in her cursing her bad luck, which had caught up to her. A tired sigh left her mouth, unable to recollect how she ended up in that place, but all she could remember was rushing out of the mansion. After that, there were only vague images of a lady fighting with people, which disappeared the more she tried to remember.

"Whe...re am... I?" Ravenna murmured to herself before she realized something. "Damn! My voice... I’m really... losing my voice."

The nurse’s warning rang in her head and realized she had strained herself, and her vocal chords were affected. The scene where Alaric almost strangled her to death was still fresh in her mind, which had impacted her voice.

Ravenna tried a lot not to think about him, but it was just impossible. Every good memory she had of him was overshadowed by his rampant self, which scared her terribly. The way his eyes blazed with anger and presumably hatred when he choked her, he had never been that cruel to her.

She was hurt, broken inside, and could feel her life slipping with every breath she took, even though it was difficult to even complete an exhalation.

Her trust and belief in him were broken in just a span of a few hours by a stranger. What irked her the most was the fact that he chose to believe someone else without even listening to her. That was not Alaric she knew. He was more intelligent to be deceived with such lame tricks. Even if he had a good reason, which she thought it must have been so, there was no logical explanation that could erase what she had seen in the mansion. That was too much, and she could not take it.

Lots of thoughts crossed her mind, tearing her entirely. Especially when she thought maybe she was just another of his used women. Looking at herself, Ravenna felt she had become another Nyssa. The woman whom Alaric was with before she met him.

A drop of tears fell from her eye, followed by more and more. Her silent, agonizing sobs echoed in the room as she let herself drown in the pain. It was not her to cry often, but ever since she met Alaric, tears seemed to have become a part of her.

"This is... the last time... Alaric. The last time," She said in between her sobs, her voice falling further and further. Nevertheless, she vowed to herself. It was the last time she was shedding tears for him. After all, she would never see him again. It was either she would be killed by whoever had captured her or if she managed to escape, she would hide to such a place she would never see him again. Their mate was broken, and thus, she had nothing to do with him or any of his family. A family that also had become hers, but they all failed her when it came to trust.

But what was she expecting? Her own family didn’t want her in the first place, so what was there to be shocked. Mixed with anger and pain, her mind was clouded, and she couldn’t think straight.

Ravenna tried struggling to untie herself and didn’t care that the ropes were hurting her to the extent of bleeding, both hands and legs.

Angrily, she yelled, "Let me put of here, you fucking bastard." Excessive pain filled her throat, tears threatening to fall again. "I said let me out of her!"

It was a few seconds after her yell did someone turn on the lights. The place was a warehouse filled with cargoes, and Ravenna was tied in the middle on a metallic chair. The so-called ropes were actually barbed wires, which really left deep injuries on her.

"Hello, my dear Chef de Cuisine," a deep masculine voice spoke, slowly marching towards Ravenna.

On the other hand, Ravenna unhurriedly opened her eyes, adjusting to the light, while her mind registered what the man had just called her. There was only one person on earth who referred to her with that name.

Her head went up, and undoubtedly, it was him. "Ja... Jareth?"

"The one and only," he bowed slightly to her, but his expression was somehow chilly. "Did you miss me?"

"What..." She could not complete her statement due to sock and disbelief.

She had to be dreaming. It could not be. This was her favourite cook, Jareth from the training camp. The person who had saved her countless time from punishment, the one responsible for waking her up on time during her time there. Before she could fall further into memories of the past, something else her mind.

"It... was you... who called... me," it was a statement rather than a question. That was why she had thought the voice was somehow familiar but could not remember because it would never cross her mind that Jareth would be the mastermind behind everything.

"Yes, it’s me. Aren’t I great? I managed to do something no one had ever done in centuries, winning against Alaric Nightveil." His laughter went off as he made slow motions around Ravenna.

"Why?" Ravenna asked coldly, but only she knew how hurting it was for her to experience numbers of betray in a span of two days.

Jareth immediately stopped in front of Ravenna, then squatted to her level. His eyes screamed of anger, pain, and loneliness that she had never seen in him before. Or maybe she was just too clueless of the madness of this world.

"Ravenna, I have no enmity with you. It’s just that... you were caught in between my revenge. I knew there was something special about you with the way Finn and Zander treated you, but I never thought you were their brother’s destined mate. To cut the story short, I wanted to use you to get to him, but I never thought Alaric would be that heartless to almost kill his own mate. If it weren’t for the three werewolf brothers who stopped him, I bet you would already be a corpse now."

Ravenna listened intently and was taken aback, knowing it was Luke, Seth, and Zeke who had saved her from the clutches of Alaric. It wasn’t surprising for Seth and Luke to do so, but Zeke? It was clear to her that those people were plotting something big, and they had used her as a pawn in their game.

"What did... Alaric do to... you?"

Jareth went silent for a moment, his eyes almost welling. Ravenna did not miss that and got more curious about the story behind him and Alaric.

"That man... is a devil. He has no heart, let alone compassion... Just to satisfy his bloodlust, he massacred an entire village. My home, my family, my wife, and my child. He killed... them all mercilessly and turned every male there into a blood sucking vampire, then left them to the sun to die. As you know, a vampire less than a hundred years old can not survive under the sunlight. Luckily, I managed to drag myself away and escaped death, but those memories and cries have haunted me for centuries now. So, tell me my dearest chef, doesn’t Alaric deserve a fate worse than death?"

Ravenna could see from his eyes that he was not lying. The pain was real, which left her in utter shock, wondering whether to accept Alaric could do such a deed. She wanted to believe he was not that kind of a person. Before she could even comprehend further, loud growls and groans from outside took our attention, then the door went flying revealing Alaric on his full hybrid form.

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