Silas POV I knew something was up with Abigail, the way she looked at Elora and the panic I felt coming from my mate confirmed my suspicions. I watched their strange interaction. Trying to filter through Eloraâs thoughts, I felt her shove her walls in place, blocking me out. It had been playing on my mind all day.
What were they hiding? What did Abigail do that caused the panic in Elora? Abigail has avoided us since the day she overheard our conversation in the library. Something was definitely going on. Sitting in the library, I try to figure it out when Dragus and Matitus walk in. I growl at them, pissed off. I knew what they were doing up there with her. Could feel their arousal through the bond. It pissed me off, and I could smell her scent all over them.
âWhatâs wrong?â I ask when Dragus sits in the chair next to the fireplace. He runs his hand through his hair before sitting back, an annoyed expression on his face.
âYou! you need to fix this, Silas'' he sighs before resting his head back on the headrest. Matitus sits across from him before putting his feet on Dragusâs legs.
âWe will, donât worry about that now.â
âNo, you will fix it. She is pissed and we are being punished for it,â Matitus retorts.
âDidnât feel like you were being punishedâ I growled back, not even hiding my anger at what they were doing without me.
âYeah, until she kicked us out for defending youâ Dragus growls at me.
âWell it can wait, I have something I want to check out first,â I tell them about Abigail and Eloraâs weird interaction in the bedroom.
âMaybe, Abigail was just worried about her, Abbi is her only friendâ Matitus says.
âTrue, but I have a way to find out for sure. I want you to go get her mother and daughter bring them to the castle,â
âNo, you promised Elora no harm would come to them and I know you Silas. If you want them, go get them yourselfâ Dragus says. Looking to Matitus, he shrugs before speaking.
âI will send Taylor, to get themâ
âYouâre not seriously entertaining this idea Matitus, what is wrong with you? I wonât be a part of thisâ
Dragus says, before getting up and storming out.
âWhere are you going?â I demand, but Dragus ignores me and keeps walking.
Turning to Matitus, he nods. âBetter to know for sure. Your instincts are usually correct, if something is up we will find out,â he says.
âGood, meet me in the dungeons. I will find Abigail.â Matitus walks out and I follow him out before turning toward the kitchen while he goes to the front of the castle in search of Taylor. Checking the kitchens, I find she isnât in there. Seeing Peter, I pull him aside. The young boy looks up at me petrified as I drag him into the corridor.
âWhere is Abigail, I know youâre close with her,â I ask him. He looks like he is about to run, and I grip the collar of his shirt pulling him closer and I could feel him shaking before I let him go. I didnât want to scare him; he was only a boy. Stepping away, he relaxes slightly. âAbbi, where is she?â I ask again, trying to not shake the boy.
âShe went to check on Eloraâ he stutters out. I growl. Abigail was warned to keep her distance from her, and she has disobeyed me. âGo,â I tell him and watch him take off back toward the kitchen. Turning on my heel, I walked up the stairs and I could hear them talking in hushed voices. Throwing the door open, they both jump and Abigailâs eyes go wide. Stepping in, I grab her arm. When Elora jumps to her feet.
âLet her go, what are you doing she wasnât doing anything wrong Silas,â she says glaring at me.
âI just need to ask her some questions Lora, if she answers honestly, she has got nothing to worry about, right Abigail?â I ask, looking down at her. Abigailâs heartbeat picked up, I could hear it thumping loudly. Smell her fear as she looked back at me with frightened eyes. Ripping her from the room, Elora tries stopping me. She almost made it to the door before the chain caught on her leg. It was long enough to reach the bathroom, but not long enough for her to follow us out. Slamming the door on her screaming, I drag Abigail down the stairs. She had to jog to keep up and my hand stopped her from stumbling as we moved down the corridor.
âWhere are you taking me to?â she asks.
âThe dungeonsâ she freezes and tries to fight against me.
âAbigail, just because your friends with Elora donât think I wonât hurt youâ I growled at her before opening the basement door. She stops struggling and I shove her in front before letting her go so she can walk down the narrow stairs. Abigail walks down before walking into the cell and sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. She folds her arms across her chest, trying to warm herself. Hearing footsteps on the stairs, I look over my shoulder and see Matitus walking down.
âNo one is there, and it looks like they left in a hurryâ Now that piqued my interest. Turning, I walk into the cell before closing the door behind me. Abigail jumps to her feet before moving to the other side, her eyes darting toward the door.
âWhere is your family Abbi and why have they left?â Something seems to click in her head at my words and I hear her heart rate pick up telling me something was definitely going on with her.
âI donât know?â she says, but her heart skips a beat and I know she is lying. I cock my head to the side and can feel my lips tug into a grin. I havenât tortured someone for some time, and even I must admit it feels great. I was going to enjoy this. Matitus steps forward. But I made sure I locked the door when I pulled it shut.
âSilas, no,â Matitus screams trying to rip the cell door open, but I have the key and I chuckle at his attempt before he jumps back when the bars burn his skin. Abigailâs fear jumps to magnitude levels and I feel my eyes change as heat takes over, the air sizzling around me and I can feel heat pulsating out of me making the temperature rise.
âYou have three seconds to answer, Abbiâ she steps back at my words before glaring at me.
â1â¦.2â¦.â
âDo your fucking worst, Silasâ she spits, and I feel the sadistic grin slip into place. Brave little Abigail wants to play; she must forget she is playing with a beast.