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Fifteen

Addison's POV
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Blood splatters fill the entire interior of the underground building as soon as Sebastian opens the door. Puddles of blood flood the ground, limbs filling the ground throughout the room.

Arms, legs, and even torsos fill the entire floor as Sebastian drags me through the building. Intestines lay in mountains in each corner I turn toward. Visions flash before my eyes as memories come back.

We stop in front of a door where Sebastian does a series of knocks around the door. It bolts open in an instant as my vision gets blinded by hunger filled eyes. Blood filled faces stare back at me, as wolf whistles fill my ears. 

My heartbeat sounds in my ears as Sebastian drags me toward the the far end of the room. A hands passing over my shoulder in a swift motion has growl filling the air. Sebastians grip on my waist tightens as his canines appear, darkness filling his eyes.

My eyes widens as another chesty growl escapes his lips. The growl sent a cold shiver down my spine, as a distant memory fills my vision.

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"A growl fills my ears as I'm thrown across the room, right into the wall. My vision blurs as I stare wide eyed at the fight before me. 

To guys that look almost identical are gnawing at eachothers throats. Yet none of them seem to care, growls escaping every so often. Eyes darkening with every bite.

"She is mine!"

"She will marry me, then she will no longer be yours."

A loud roar passes through the first guys lips, his fists clenching to his sides. He lunges so high, it's almost like he flew across the room. He landed on the second guy who was trying to escape.

They punch each other and roll across the ground, none of them giving up. Blood splattering across my face was the last straw, before darkness overpowered."

Coming back to the present, I can't help but notice that Sebastian looks just like the two guys in my vision. I shake my head in hopes of the thought disappearing. 

Sebastian holding me tightly around the shoulders, whispers in my ear. "Help me."

"Help you with what?"

"Help me calm down please. I don't want to hurt you."

His quivering voice sends me on high alert. I rub my hands through his hair, across the contours of his face. As I stroke his lips, I feel his breath evening out. Whispering soothing words into his ears with each stroke.

his breathing remains laboured, yet he proceeds to the far end of the room. His clenching fists pressing on either side of my torso as he places himself behind me. 

"Sebastian! My friend..." A high pitched squeal passes through the dark room, eyes still focused on me. 

"Bob. How are you?" Sebastian barely acknowledges the tall man towering over us. 

"Ahh, who do we have here?" He brushes off Sebastian's question, as he saunters forward in my direction. His hand lingering just above the skin of my right cheek.

"My fiance, the daughter of the former King. Addison Rhylie."

"Ahhh, so here she is. Hmm, I'm blessed to meet you." He seethes through his white lips. 

I manage a soft squeak, before my eyes drop to my feet. The ground beneath my feet is covered in blood which I just noticed. My eyes shoot back up to the man before me as he tugs at a strand of my brown hair. 

"You've surely chosen well my friend. She truly smells so delicious..." He trails in a soft voice, eyes closed as the words evaporate. 

"Why yes. Only the best for the best."

The towering man chuckles in an almost lady-like tone. My brows furrow, but I'm too afraid to ask the question lingering at the tip of my tongue. 

"On we go." The pan spins around and snaps his fingers, as he leads us into a door in the darkness. 

Candles are placed geometrically against the walls of the tunnel. Yet dull enough, so as to keep the room dim. The echoes of our footsteps fills the silence. 

I wonder what's going to happen to me. This is not the job I thought would be given to me. But knowing my dad, it's probably something unimaginable.

"Aperto!" The tall man in front of me calls, as we stop in front of a gate. [Aperto/Open]

The gate slides open with a loud screech in an instant. We pass through with a flick of the tall man's wrist, the gates close again. As soon as the gate shuts, a blinding lights files throughout the tunnel. 

Grass taking over the floor, the sky as white as snow. Only then do I notice the attire of the tall man. A black and white royal coat passes over his shoulders, reaching the ground. Above his head is a thorny crown, filled with white daffodils.

His blond hair styled into a coiled bun, with crescent moons embedded into it. His hands are raised in such a way that it looks as though he is making different gestures.

"Porta ai nostri ospiti un rinfresco." He orders out, which has a tall elegant looking lady scurrying toward us with a tray. [Porta ai nostri ospiti un rinfresco/Bring our guests some refreshments]

"Per al signora" She hands me a glass of clear liquid. 

"Signore" She acknowledges Sebastian with a curtsy, as she hands him a glass of red liquid. Sebastian grabs the glass and devours it in an instant. The liquid spills out of his mouth, trailing down his neck until its reaches the hem of his shirt. 

Slow movement of the liquid reminds me of the blood filled faces of all the men from earlier. Sebastian's eyes dart to mine as I watch him gulp down the contents of the glass. His eyes changing into a bright yellow, drowning out the usual grey colour.

My eyes widen as he hisses at me, licking his lips clean of the red. The metallic smell fills my nostrils as he blows onto my face. He grins as my face changes into a contorted mournful look.

"So she doesn't know..." The high pitched voice drawls out. Leaning in, closer as Sebastian nods.

"That's why we are here. Addison over here got me riled up. So I thought, why not let her face what her father left in her hands, hey..." 

"Ahhh... That's why her precious heart is beating so fast. Music to my ears. How I've longed to hear that tune, so very peaceful." He closes his eyes as his ears perk, his face leaning toward me.

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-Broken pianist

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