Chapter 179

Carlos POV.

I stared at the glowing woman in front of me, consumed by confusion. Her sentence playing around in my head similar to that of a broken record, repeating the same section of the same song.

"Who exactly are you?" I asked already feeling like my answer was obvious. After so many years of human discrimination and abuse, My assumption was that the moon goddess did exist, that she was in fact a figment of the Lycan kinds imagination. Witnessing her unexpected appearance with my own two eyes, was like a bullet in my stomach.

"Even when the answers you seek are directly in front of you, you still ask the question." She giggled a deep resonating giggle and inched slightly closer to me. "You asked for my strength did you not? I am here to provide that."

"If you're really the goddess of the wolves, then why help me now? Where have you been for the last five and a half years!" I was so mad. I mean why? After two years of isolation, and torment, she chose this specific moment to come to my aid?

"You are angry... and rightly so. Like another, you have experienced far more than anyone should have." Like another? Was she speaking of Dylan? Because that girl was the only one I knew who had gone through more than even me.

"So why not interfere with your monstrous creations sooner, why are you finally showing your face now." She looked at the floor, pondering over my question, a certain sadness took over her angelic features.

"It was not in my power to meddle. Intervention could only begin with one of you. That is why young miss Dylan was paired with his Grace, King Josh, and by extension it is why you were paired with Lorellia." I frowned feeling even more pity for that poor girl. So much weight rested on her shoulders, although I had no idea that the moon goddess had plans for both of us.

"You made me be the mate to Lorellia for the sake of human rebellion?!" My voice rose slightly disgusted by her plan. Why did I have to suffer so much for the rebellion when I was a part of it from the very beginning.

"I sincerely apologize for my actions. I deeply regret the torment you have endured at the hands of my creation..." I was angry, nothing could have prepared me for the rage I felt towards this woman. Forcibly pairing me up with a psychotic woman.

"Would you change anything..." I asked anger leaking out of my words despite my attempt to calm myself down. "If you could change anything about your actions, would you?"

He eyes fell to the ground, a goddess currently stood before me, and my one simple question had created a crack in her perfect persona.

"No! For everything that has transpired has been necessary..." Her apology meant absolutely nothing to me. "Please, I do not have long..." Even I could sense that she was losing her grip on this world.

"Then say what you wanted to and then leave me to die."

"I told you, I will allow you to draw on my strength. You need only persevere and I shall grant you a blessing fit for your previous trepidations..." Speaking in riddles wasn't doing anything for my anger. In fact it was only increasing my rage.

"Can't you speak in English?" I sneered before feeling an immense ache in my ankle, a feeling I had never experienced before. It wasn't exactly pain, but it was suddenly dull and constant.

"Heed my warning, child... You must remember to preserve innocence..." Her silver y voice faded along with her physical appearance until I was the only person left in the gardens, well, me and the two unconscious wolves lying 5 feet away from me.

The silver chain that had been connected to my leg, now lay open and unused on the floor next to me, while the two guards woke up and stood quickly, wiping the sleeping spell out of their eyes, and silently telling themselves that nothing happened.

I was already tired from the ache in my ankle, but nothing prepared me for the actual agony that was about to set in. An ear shattering scream that left my lips, and the sound of a large snap echoed through the gardens, as my right ankle suddenly and unexpectedly snapped out of place, leaving my foot to face entirely the wrong way. It was grotesque and the pain that rippled through caused me to convulse.

My trembling hands flew to the joint in order to soothe it, after what felt like someone had grabbed hold of it and snapped it like a branch. My breathing quickened, and my scream slowly became a disgruntled shout as I attempted to get used to the new sensations flowing through my body.

I was panicking.

My jaw began to ache and throb as I felt my teeth elongate slightly, also causing a trickle of blood to enter my mouth, before the teeth subtracted back into my gums.

"Argh!" I let out a scream as my left knee snapped and began bending the other way and, I let out a cry of agony when said knee once again snapped back to normal.

I received a total of 3 minutes respite, when A rather loud crack sounded through the air as my shoulder snapped out of place. Instantly my arm bent backwards, and remained that way, pointing behind me in an unnatural, uncomfortable position.

I screamed in agony again, nothing, absolutely nothing, not even the bite itself felt this painful. My limb just as quickly snapped back into place, immediately my body flopped to the floor, once again, and my breathing became heavy. This was not good.

I was scared, I was really scared and I just wanted someone to tell me everything would be ok. I just want to be hugged, and held sincerely, I'm ashamed to admit that I wished for death to consume me, simply to end my misery. I haven't cried for a long long time. My depression had simply eaten away at me and drained all my energy so that I had none left to portray my emotions, but as I sat there in the gardens of my prison, all alone and vulnerable... I wanted to cry.

Then I felt it, the most painful, and torturous sharp crack that came shooting right up my back until...

"ARGH!" I shouted and screamed loudly as my entire back snapped, my spine bent and pain shot out. I couldn't stop yelling after that, screaming in complete agony, and just like before after two minute of constant shouts and screams my back snapped into its normal place once again.

I flopped to the floor, causing my limbs to stretch unnaturally, I was out of breath already and god the pain, was like something that I had never experienced before, in my entire existence.

I was panting so hard that my sight actually started becoming starry and with it, I knew that I wasn't getting enough oxygen.  My jaw came next, brutally snapping as it tried to find space and blood filled my mouth.

Another cry of anguish came out of my mouth as my wrists and hands finally had a turn. Painfully snapping in and out of place.

Tears were streaming down my face by this point, once again, minutes turned into hours, which turned into god knows what? Each hour I spent in agony only fueld me to try and stay alive, simply so I could kill that good for nothing woman with my own bare hands.

I tried so so hard to keep myself focussed but the torture coursing through me was the biggest distraction ever. I hummed too exhausted to do anything else, before another body part decided to snap out of place.

"I... I can't" My breathing was completely erratic as my voice came out as a whisper. I wasn't talking to anyone, as there wasn't really anyone there with me, but it had been hours... the full moon was high in the sky and the higher it got, the more pain I seemed to be in.

Everything suddenly became completely blurry as ribs cracked. I felt a sharp pain immediately engulf my chest, causing me to cough and splutter, a stream of blood quickly fell out of my lips and down my chin. I think my bone had pierced my lung somehow.

My breath was getting more and more difficult to catch.

I knelt there attempting to even out my breathing when my neck cracked I screamed and shouted shaking my head hoping the pain would stop if I asked it, but it was cruelly unrelenting.

My knees tried to bend and snap into place but the way I was sat caused them to get stuck half shifted. I fell to my back as a cry of complete and utter anguish left me.

The night was still… eerily so… in fact the only sound I could genuinely hear was the noise coming from my mouth, signalling the distress of my own affliction.

It genuinely felt like hours before another shriek left me, my foot and ankle the first joint to have been affected, began morphing into an actual paw, only this time it stuck like that. The other leg began to do the same and my shouts became louder, more terror filled almost.

I was about to yell to let the world hear my torture however my back snapped, and with it I let out a inaudible gasp, blood once again began to pour out of my mouth, and by the look of the blood currently cascading down my chin, I was close to giving in. I coughed and much like last time, blood came pouring out of my mouth, My breathing became laboured and I felt my head go all fuzzy from the lack of oxygen I was getting.

Before I had time to heave another breath, course thick, almost black Fur began to shoot out of my body, and it felt like a thousand needles puncturing my skin at once. Instead of shouting, I bellowed, my voice vibrating through the open air and back to my ears, and the only thought in my head was 'I'm going to die in agony.'

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't cry and I couldn't move. The suffocating realisation that I was actually dying in the palace garden of all places became too munch on top of the torturous affliction.

I let yet another shout slip as I felt my ears move towards the top of my head and I watched as my nose elongated. I let out a really animalistic howl of pain, which really freaked me out because it was something that I was never expecting. Lastly a tail forced its way out of my back. It felt like I was being stabbed with a machete right in my lower back, and I once again howled at the pure agony of it all.

Once I was fully in wolf form, I fell onto my side, I heaved up and down my breathing laboured and my chest felt heavy and sore. The pain still full force coursing through my body.

I breathed in and out, then I felt my rib click into place, almost as if it had magically healed. I gasped and let in a deep breath, finally after hours and hours, I was able to let the air fully enter my lungs.

I panted with my eyes tight shut to get my breath back. I was tired and all I wanted to do was to sleep, but I knew I couldn't.

No! What had just happened to me was pure undeserved torture! Lady Lorellia would pay for what she has done to me, in the past and now.

I wouldn’t rest, until I’ve slaughtered that woman.