Chapter 21 - Drain

***WARNING: This chapter may make some people uncomfortable however it isn't too graphic so read at your own risk***

******Coda's POV******

I sure as fuck didn't miss her... but I wasn't going to say that aloud.

I continued to drink my water, basking in the vile atmosphere that was now swallowing the whole room.

I glare around at all the other men as they watch me in anticipation to see me crumble for her.

Or maybe they watch because they're thankful that I'm here to keep her occupied...

"Come here..." She drawls out softly, causing my skin to itch at her command.

"I'm training." I state simply, trying my best to give her the cold shoulder as she just pauses.

"Very well then... SETH get over here now!" She roars across the room, causing my eyes to widen in horror.

She knew I wouldn't let her harm a kid like Seth. He didn't need this hell in his life.

I glance over to Warren, as he stood looking scared for his life... or should I say his brothers life.

Seth on the other hand was glancing between us all, his permanent smile slowly fading at the realisation of who had called his name.

I knew he was scared... I could tell by the look on his face. He had heard the many stories of the men that would be taken upstairs and now it was going to be his turn to live the horror for himself...

"Fine I'll come." I mutter quietly, almost ashamed of the words that had escaped my lips but I knew that I couldn't let Seth pay for it if I didn't go.

"What was that pumpkin?" I hear the amusement in her voice as she asks, grinning like a maniac at the fact that she had won again.

"I'll come with you." I state, trying to sound stronger than before.

Warren throws me a grateful smile as he wastes no time in dragging his brother away.

"Come on then." She hisses, as I slowly begin to trudge my way towards her without a second thought.

Every man in the room eyes me as I move towards the door, each step taking me closer and closer to hell.

"That's my boy..." she rubs her hand slowly down my arm once I reach her, causing me to glare straight ahead avoiding eye contact at all costs.

"Cat got your fucking tongue son?" She snaps, her hand tightening around my bicep in a vice grip reminding me of how strong she actually was.

Looks can be deceiving.

She had a mix of warrior blood, Beta blood, kids blood you name it... but what she really craved was Alpha blood. The sweet blood that was currently running through my own veins.

But there's one person I know she'd trade us all for... and that's the strongest, fastest most powerful wolf of all... the King.

Which means Maddison is the closest product to his blood.

She's more in danger than any of us here...

"Sorry." I instinctively say after her grip continues to tighten, something I had been doing for years whenever she had gotten angry with me- apologising even when I had done nothing wrong.

"Get moving." She shoves me forward, as I begin to walk, heading to the place that I knew she wanted me.

This time, it was going to make me physically sick having to be with her after the week I had just spent with Maddison...

I felt awful.

I walked up heading towards her chamber... the lights becoming more dull the closer that I got.

Oh how I wish I could just snap her fucking neck... but I couldn't. She was too strong and I was too weak.

We reach her door, as I step aside to allow her to open it. She smirks at me before unlocking the door and nodding for me to go in.

The same ugly coloured room. The same old furniture. The same black curtains. The same single dull light. The same deathly bed in the centre.

Hell.

"Strip." She states suddenly, closing the door and circling me as I stood tense not wanting to even breathe.

"Don't make me fucking ask again." She stops directly behind me as I feel her hand place itself onto my back.

I begin to unbutton my shirt slowly, wanting to waste as much time as I could before I would have to go through with this again.

Once I reach the last button, I allow my shirt to fall onto the floor revealing my naked torso to her.

"Those tattoos never get old..." I can almost hear the smirk in her voice as her hand traces down my back, her nails scratching at my skin as she does so...

One of the guys here died a couple of years back due to his blood being drained completely. His name was Ricky and whilst he was here he would give us tattoos to cover our scars and to make the guys feel more manly after being tortured by her...

He was self taught and he would use natural supplies from the woods to make the ink. I loved every tattoo on my skin. He was undoubtedly talented... but now I couldn't hide any of my fresh scars so they were starting to even show on top of my tattoos now hence why she found them amusing...

"Pants off now." She chimes, causing me to gulp in horror.

I hate myself for this.

I unbutton my black jeans before pulling down the zip, leaving me in nothing but my boxers.

"I do love this body..." She trails off, circling to the front of me as she traces her hands around from my back until they were now resting on my chest.

She drags her hands down slowly, causing me to grit my teeth in rage as I look over her head at the wall behind her, refusing to break in front of her again.

"Boxers off now. Show your Mummy what she owns..." She grins, her hands wondering all over my torso as she waits.

She makes me sick.

I shakily tug at my boxer band, pushing them down until they slide off onto the floor.

This is what she's always done... stripped us down fully so that we would feel ashamed of ourselves.

She suddenly reaches down, grabbing my manhood in her hand tightly causing me to jump at the pain.

"So big... It will be a shame to let you go tonight..." She mutters, stepping closer to me as she begins to kiss along my chest.

Let me go? What the fuck does she mean let me go?!

"Let me go?" I question dryly, trying to ignore the pain from downstairs from her vice grip...

"Yes you see... a very specific man has a very specific interest in getting his hands on you..." She laughs, causing my eyes to glare down at her now.

"Sit." She pushes me towards the bed as I stumble slightly before I sit down slowly.

She stalks towards me, licking her lips slowly with a glint of amusement in her eyes causing me to turn my head away.

When she reaches me she pushes me back as I try to push against her slightly before she uses all of her strength to lie me flat, now straddling me.

"My boy is such a handsome treat... I'm going to miss you." She breathes into my ear before licking up my neck slowly.

Is she going to finally kill me?

She can't! I can't leave Maddison here alone!

I feel my stomach begun to churn harshly, as I close my eyes in horror of what was happening.

There wasn't anything I hated more than this and there was nothing I could do... believe me I've tried before and that only got me abused more...

Her hands press against my chest, keeping me pressed down against the bed, before she whispers one last thing in my ear causing my heart to jolt...

"Your little mate will be just fine here with me whilst the King himself kills you for taking away his precious little daughter..."

Before her teeth sink into my neck causing a searing flush of pain to course through my body.

I let out a deafening yell, it feeling more unbearable this time than any time before as I feel myself drift unconscious beneath her...