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Chapter Thirty Five: The Flame Of Fury.

The tip of the blade grazes against the skin of my arm. A light sizzling sound is heard as my whole arm started to burn from the knife. I bite my lip and close my eyes in pain. I don't want to give him to much satisfaction that I'm in pain.

"You're a stubborn one aren't you?" He asked rhetorically. Opening my eyes, my teeth grow automatically as my eyes change from my emotions.

Hissing at him he only replies with a growl. He stares into my deep red eyes before his dry hand quickly grasps my chin.

Harshly, he digs the knife into my side. The knife feels like it's a flame piercing into my skin. Trying not to scream, whimpers escape from me instead.

In a blink of an eye, a large light turns on causing me to hiss. Slowly, my eyes adjust to the brightness that has enveloped the room.

On the other side of the dirty cell bars, Scott looks at the man then at me.

He wears a v-cut black shirt, and dark blue jeans that hang low on his hips. His casual muddy navy blue vans are found on his feet. His hair is messy, as dark circles are underneath his eyes.

Getting a glimpse of the guy in front of me, he has black hair that's brushed back and smoothed with gel. He has large muscles that want to escape from his tight white shirt that you would wear under a tuxedo. The sleeves are pulled back, as he wears gray formal pants. He must be an important person.

His head quickly snaps over towards Scott, his arm close to my face. A small smirk tickles my lips as an idea pops into my head.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" He asks Scott, very rudely. Opening my jaw, I snap down on his arm. My fangs pierce into his skin. Warm blood escapes from his arm quickly.

His surprised yell booms off of the cell walls. The knife drops on the floor with a loud clinging sound.

"King Alexander!" Scott shouts surprised.

Alexander tries to pull his arm out of my tight grip. His dark, thick maroon blood touches my taste buds. The sweetness has me gulping for more.

A hard blow to my stomach has my mouth opening wider, and a whimper is heard from me. Alexander looks at his arm than back to me horrified.

His blood drips down my chin and onto the cold concrete floor. The splatters of Alexander's blood is the only thing you can hear.

In a blink of an eye, Alexander and Scott has disappeared. The light flickers out.

Darkness surrounds me once more, sighing I lick my chin and lips. The burning in my throat before has distinguished.

Closing my eyes, the clouds of unconsciousness grasp me.

***

A feeling of large soft hand touch one side of my face. The other hands moves my hair. They are very gentle with me. My head lays on something soft.

Groaning, my eyes slowly open. Looking up at the ceiling the only light is from the window allowing the moon to shine in the room. Looking around, darkness swallows up everything else.

Then, my eyes connect with light green eyes I've been craving to see. His brown hair falls onto his face. My eyes widen as my hands reach up to touch him. I can't comprehend what's happening.

"Hey Shorty." He states with a smile. His smile has my eyes watering, getting up quickly my arms wrap around his broad shoulders as I'm cradled in his lap.

Slowly, tears escape my eyes and roll down my check one by one.

Jacobs built warm arms wrap around me, bringing the sense of comfort I've been needing.

He pulls back for a moment, we stare into each other's eyes. Everything else is a blur, we're focused onto each other.

"I've missed you so much." I whisper, he replies leaning closer to me.

"So have I." His deep voice bring satisfaction to me.

Hesitantly I lean in as well, his eyes look down at my lips.

Being inpatient, I have our lips touch. Jacobs eyes widen taken back at my action, but not a moment more he kisses me back.

It felt like sparks were erupting all around us, like nothing else mattered anymore except our lips on each other's. The worries of the world won't damage us as we're together.

My love for this one man, has enveloped my thoughts and actions for the rest of eternity.

***

Waking up quickly, stinging and burning erupts all over my arms and chest. Slowly the burning drips down to my stomach. My loud scream fills the air.

Looking up Alexander stands in front of my with a wooden bucket. Water mixed with rosemary had filled the bucket.

"Bloodsucker, you thought it would be a good idea to bite my arm. Huh?" He shouts at me, looking at his arm I see a white bandage is wrapped over the wound.

"It got you away from me." I state. This seems to anger him more, he grasps something from behind him that is tucked in his belt loop.

A gun is now in his hand, "another thing that harms you Vampires is wooden stakes."

He points it at me, in a small twitch of his finger the gun booms out a small wooden stake, acting as a bullet.

It digs into my shoulder, a loud scream escapes from me. The wound hurts every time I move, it scrapes against my bone.

"Because of you the Werewolf kind can only shift on full moons! We're weak! We're slaves!" He continues, "it's because of you that Jasper is here."

The scraping sound of the cell bar connecting to the floor. Jasper is being dragged in by Cole. Coles hand is wrapped around his collar. Looking at Jasper, he has bruises all over him. Blood drips from his nose, he looks pale. Almost dead.

"You did this to him Sage! You did!" He shouts and points at Jasper, fury burns in be.

Screaming, I pull on the chains that hold me hostage. Feeling them loosen, the chain starts moving forward with my hands.

Alexander steps back quickly, surprised at my actions. He looks over at Cole then back at me.

Soon, the chains soon let go of the grip on the wall letting my hand free. Not a moment later, my other hand is free.

The chain dangles off of my wrist.

Alexander and Cole run out of the cell in fear. Yells and shouts are heard, pulling myself free from the chains. I run over towards Jasper, he groans in pain when I move his arm.

"I love you, I'll be back. Please don't worry, just stay here." I whisper into his ear, I kiss his cheek quickly. It seems like I'm always leaving him.

A red light flashes in the cell, as a loud blaring sound causes the rage to return.