Pet - Chapter 10 (Patreon)

My nerves are on fire, and my body is numb. It’s indescribable being in complete and utter agony. Remus moved on from the whip a long time ago, after ripping all the flesh from my back, and moved on to breaking my bones some more. I vaguely take note that there is a puddle of blood beneath me. The once white marble stained red with my blood.

My breathing is heavy, and my eyes are dropping, but I can’t seem to lose consciousness. Tears drop down my face and I begin shaking even harder as I hear Remus’ footsteps. All of the Leviathan around us are watching in excitement as they witness the heartlessness of their ruler. Remus walks around the column so that he is facing me head-on. Not an ounce of my blood is on him. He stares me down and tilts his head ever so slightly to the side.

“Do you think that her life was worth all of this, Iris,” he smirks at me. I try my hardest to keep my eyes open, but I can’t even form a coherent sentence. So I slightly nod my head, trying to tell him yes. And his smile drops. He was not expecting that as an answer from me. It dawns on me that Remus is bent on making me out to be the way that he sees the rest of my race. Selfish and self-concerned when cornered. But that is not me. And it never will be.

“P...pl....p....” I sound pathetic. I can’t even beg. But Remus is angry. He stands, still staring me down, and announces something to his people. They smile and applaud, and he slightly nods, then makes his way to me. His smile is gone, and he looks mad as he kneels and places his finger on my temple. And finally, the darkness envelopes me.

When I awake my body is completely submerged, with only my head able to see around me. I’m in a strange room with a purple aura and a tub that has a cover over it so that I can’t see my body beneath. But the water is warm, and it feels amazing against my skin.

The door to the room opens and in walks a woman. She’s once again beautiful, but instead of wearing heels and skimpy clothing, she’s wearing baggy clothing and bare foot. Her hair is short and soft blonde color. Her eyes meet mine, and she gives me a small smile.

“Oh, I see you’re awake.” She drops the towels on the counter and makes her way towards me. She’s very pretty. She almost reminds me of a Barbie. She kneels next to my tub, giving me a large smile as if she’s fascinated by me.

“Well, Lord Remus really did a number on your body, but with a lot of treatment and rapid healing technology, we’ve managed to heal up most of your body,” she says. I stare at her in shock as she smiles at me.

“What?” I say, but my voice comes out dry and groggy.

“Oh, try not to speak. Your throat is strained from all the screaming you did," she says. Then she points at the tub I’m submerged in.

“This is a rapid healing tank, you’ve been in it for about 3 days now. The liquid combined with Nano technology has been working day and night to heal your body,” she smiles.

“It’s a good thing Lord Remus brought you in when he did, if he had waited any sooner you may have had irreversible injuries, or even have died. Your back was tattered to ribbons, and your bones were severely broken, as well as your internal injuries," she says with a sympathetic smile.

“Oh! Where are my manners, I am Doctor Sochi,” she says with a little too much pep.

“I was the lucky Leviathin assigned all things human! I was assigned to your planet, after years of studying everything there is to know about you! That is how we came up with compatible treatments and medical advances for you.” This woman is so excited talking to me, and all I feel in return is confusion.

“Why would you need medical advances for us, when all you want to do is wipe us out and enslave us.” I hiss. My voice cracks though, and I begin coughing. She quirks a brow at me and laughs to herself.

“Oh, he was right, You are a resentful one," she giggles standing up to leave.

“Your treatment should be done in about a day, and Lord Remus will then be back to pick you up," she says softly. I expect her to leave, but she doesn’t. She sits there staring at me as if something is troubling her. I turn my gaze back to the ceiling, waiting for her to leave, but she still doesn’t.

“I just... I was wondering... Why did you do what you did? You must have known that Lord Remus would kill you. He must have warned you yet you defied him in front of everyone, and almost got yourself killed in the process.” I tear my gaze away from the ceiling and look at her. She’s watching me with a genuinely curious expression on her face.

“Your, “lord” seems to think that just because we are faced with fear we won’t do what is right to protect our own. He encountered the men in power when he conquered this world, not the weak that would die for their own. He has a horrible misconception that we are selfish and he takes that and tries to use my own fears against me. But I will never stand by idly as another human being is being tortured for no reason. I will never not act just to spare myself.”

Her eyes grow wide with each passing word that I say, and she looks at me as if I’m crazy. Then, she smiles.

“You know, Lord Remus has never taken a pet from any of the worlds he’s conquered. And everyone has been wondering why he took you, and let you keep your free will. But I can see it now. The rebellion. The spark of life, the challenge.” She stands up and breaks out into a fit of giggles.

“He’s going to break your spirit until there is nothing left of you, but a former shell of yourself, wishing that he would place an inhibitor on you.” She then walks out, leaving me to soak in the magic healing waters.

I jolt awake as the sound of the door opening awakens me. It takes a moment for my vision to clear up, and when it does my heart automatically speeds into overdrive. Remus is standing over me, watching me with his calculating gaze. His eyes road over me, and I feel chills breaking out across my skin. I’m pretty sure he can hear the racing of my heart because he smiles.

“Miss me?”

* * * * *

The ride is silent, and Remus still has that smirk on his face. I’ve been too afraid to say anything to him, but I know that he is going to say something to me any second now.

“How does your body feel?" he asks. I slowly maneuver my gaze toward him, and then look straight ahead refusing to answer. He laughs.

“It should be feeling just fine right about now. Petra is the best medical doctor for the human race. She healed your body quite nicely.”

“After you destroyed it,” I say. Remus is in light spirits because instead of pain of any kind, he only laughs.

“Do you still think that it is worth it?” I turn my gaze to look at him, mustering all the hate I can.

“I will always think it is worth it. I will never turn my back on my people,” I growl. His smile drops, and he raises a brow at me, but I don’t miss the excitement pulsating in his gaze. I don’t know why I provoke him. He loves the challenge.

“Each day, I like you more and more Iris," he laughs to himself.

“You know, I could have stopped you. You almost killed one of my guards and sent the other to the infirmary. I haven’t seen that kind of fight in you since you first arrived. I guess I was foolish to believe that you would be obedient even in the eye of defeat, even when you knew there were consequences.”

Realization dawns on me as I realize what he’s telling me. He’s right. That bracelet was on my arm, and he could have stopped me at any moment, but he didn’t. He waited until I was in the middle of the room. In front of all those people to unleash his wrath on me.

“You catch on quick," he laughs.

“What you fail to understand is that I love a good challenge. And you give it to me each time you see your people suffer. I wanted to see how far you would go. How much damage you would do for a woman you had no chance of saving. And I wanted to break you for it. While my people saw what consequence beheld them if they disobeyed me.”

“And you did not disappoint. I actually thought that you would sit idly and let the torture take place because you knew what would happen to you if you interfered. Yet you did it anyway.” I feel rage and disbelief bubbling up inside of me. How fucking sadistic can one person be?

“Don’t get any smart ideas tonight, Iris. We are having guests," he says.

* * * * *

Guests. When he said guests, I thought he was going to have a little party here at his place in the city, but he really did mean just guests. There are two Leviathin here, one that has a slave. It’s a man on her arm. He’s handsome. With light brown hair and green eyes. And he has his free will. The woman he walks in with is beautiful as well. Her hair is black, and in loose waves down her back.

He follows closely behind her with his head down, but I can see the scars that mar his body, probably from her. And I can see the hatred in his eyes. But there is something else about him that throws me off, but I can’t yet see it.

“Iris, if you don’t stop staring at that male, I will break his limbs.” Remus growls behind me. I immediately duck my gaze as the woman stands directly in front of Remus and me.

“Remus, it’s been a long time since we’ve been together...,” she smiles. I do take note that she doesn’t act like the other Leviathin do around Remus. She still has common sense. Remus steps forward, taking a hold of her hand, and placing a light kiss on it. And when he opens his mouth, unfamiliar words come tumbling out. He stands tall and leads the woman out of the room, leaving me and her slave alone.

“So you are the mighty Remus’ pet.” I jump when I hear his voice come out of nowhere. I immediately look back to the room that Remus just disappeared into, making sure that they can’t hear him talking. He laughs.

“Don’t worry. They won’t be coming out for a while. They’re discussing plans to finish out this hostile takeover. Among other things.” He adds as a side note. I look at him in confusion, and he’s gazing at me with a curious gaze.

“How do you know?” I ask in confusion. He laughs as if it’s obvious.

“Don’t you find it odd that Remus didn’t take you with him? I’m sure he takes you everywhere,” he laughs. And he’s right. Remus took me to a meeting with him one time.

“Who are you?” I ask. feel skeptical about talking, but he seems pretty confident that nothing will happen.

“My name is Jude. I was there at the ball when you did what you did to save that girl.” He smiles at me, but it’s a sad smile.

“That was very brave of you. Even though you had no chance of winning.” I narrow my gaze at him just about ready to say something snarky, but he continues speaking anyway.

“No one has ever defied Remus like that. Especially in front of others. I’m actually shocked to see you’re alive, and your bones are in tact,” he says.

“Remus took me to some woman that specializes in humans. She healed me,” I say softly. Jude nods his head. My gaze travels to his arms. He has metal cuffs around them, as well as one around his neck that attaches them so that his arms are restrained in front of him. He notices the direction of my gaze.

“I’m a fighter,” he smiles.

“That didn’t fare too well with my master. So she does this when we go out.”

“Why didn’t she just put an inhibitor on you?” I ask in confusion. The only reason Remus hasn’t put one on me is that he loves to play with my emotions, which awakens the sadist in him.

“She doesn’t believe in inhibitors. She likes to break us herself.” A sad look crosses his features.

“She uh, killed the last three males she had, because they never stopped fighting. She’s gotten pretty close to killing me, but she doesn’t want to. Not yet anyway. She says I’m special,” he laughs bitterly. I feel pity for him. I couldn’t imagine being imprisoned by a sadistic female.

“I’m sorry,” I murmur.

“No need to be. I’m getting out of here one day.” I look up and he’s smiling at me. It’s refreshing to see a smile in such a dark time. I haven’t seen one since I was taken by Remus.

Jude and I start talking and holding a conversation. I get to know him much better, while Remus and his master do whatever. He’s 22 and was taken by his master, Zaya, 3 years ago. He was out hunting for his family when she found him. She’s a general in the Leviathin army, and ruthless. Jude tells me about all the horrid things she’s done to him, shows me the scars she leaves on his body for disobeying her.

“How is he?” Jude is staring at me in confusion.

“Who?” I ask.

“Remus. What’s it like being his slave?” He’s genuinely curious.

“Uh... It’s scary. It’s hell,” I say. I know he wants me to elaborate, but I just don’t know how.

“Do you hate him?”

“Yes.” I don’t miss a beat. If I had one chance to kill him, I would do it. I look back to Jude and he’s watching me with a curious gaze.

“Do you hate her?” I ask. Jude looks caught off guard by my question. He lets out a bitter laugh.

“I tried to kill her when we were having sex," he says. My eyes widen at his admission.

“Sometimes, she likes to play rough. So I wrapped my chains around her throat, and pulled with all my might.” He looks up at me, a haunted expression on his face.

“She laughed. It didn’t faze her. He raises his shirt slightly, and I can see the pink scar that runs along his ribs.

“She almost killed me that night. And to this day I don’t know why she didn’t.”

I gaze in horror at the jagged scar. Even though Remus isn’t full Leviathin, the Leviathin themselves are strong. Jude is a grown man and he couldn’t kill her? I try and change the subject.

“Do you know why Remus is meeting with her?” I ask. Jude nods.

“The resistance.” I look at him, in shock.

“What?” I whisper. He smiles at me.

“It seems the resistance is giving them a run for their money. They don’t know where they’re located, and how they’re coming up with weapons to actually do some damage," he says. I can see the excitement on his face.

“It makes me happy to know that my family has a chance.” I gaze at him in confusion.

“How do you know?” I ask. He looks a little hesitant in telling me but decides to do it anyway.

“My father leads the resistance.” For once, actual hope for not just myself, but everyone else explodes within me.

“Really?” I all but shout. I’m up on my hands and knees, inches from Jude’s face. He smiles even wider back at me, nodding his head. If this man is aware of the fact that his father runs the resistance, that means that they’re real. There is actual hope. An actual chance.

“Iris, there is something I want to ask you," he begins. But then he stops, his face turning to stone. My body is yanked back by my hair, and I swear I can feel a few baby hairs ripping from my skull. I cry out in pain and look up to see Remus above me with an irritated expression on his face. He gazes back to Jude, who is looking at Zaya, and I see fear in his features.

“Iris, you must learn about keeping your space,” Remus growls. Zaya laughs, placing her hand on Jude’s chest.

“I’ll have to mar this pretty face of yours, just to keep the girls away," she says as she runs her nail along Jude’s cheek. I frown and am about to act out of reflex when Jude’s eyes meet mine. He doesn’t want me to move. So I sit still.

“It was nice seeing you again, Remus. I look forward to our next meeting.” She walks away, heading towards the door.

“Come, Jude," she sings. Jude quickly follows behind her. Jude is easily six feet, and Zaya is at least 5′10". It’s strange seeing that this woman actually instills fear in him. I watch Jude’s back as the door appears behind them. I wonder what he was going to ask me.

I tense as I feel a chilling presence behind me. Remus places a light kiss on my shoulder.

“If you’re not careful, you could get him killed,” he murmurs. He moves away from me, suddenly and I hear his retreating footsteps.

“Come, Iris.” He calls over his shoulder.

I quickly stand and follow him down the hall.

The bathroom is filled with steam, as the shower head spews warm water. Remus is already naked in front of me. His eyes are focused on my clothes. I don’t know why he ever gives me nice clothes. All he does is tear them off of my body in the end, ruining them forever.

“We still haven’t discussed your disobedience the other night, Iris.” I narrow my eyes at him.

“I figured the beating you gave me was discussion enough,” I say. Remus laughs. He laughs. His hands tighten around the fabric of my clothing, and he pulls.

“This newfound attitude you have. I thought I had already rid you of it.” I shiver as his whole tone and demeanor change. He looks up at me, and I have to swallow the bile threatening to come up. I haven’t seen him gaze at me in such a terrifying way since he first found me.

“I sometimes forget you were taken from the wild.” He places his hands on either side of my arms, holding me in place.

“It seems that pain isn’t enough for you to be obedient.” He pulls me under the warm spray of the shower, and I have to refrain from drooling as the water cascades over his body. His white hair sticking to him. He picks me up, smashing me against the wall. My heart rate rises immediately, and I place my hands on his shoulder to steady myself. He’s looking at me with a calculating gaze, studying my face.

“Why do you risk your life for these people?"

He’s genuinely curious, the same way the doctor was.

“I will never stand aside for something that is wrong, just to save myself,” I say. I try and sound as brave as I did with the doctor, but my voice is shaking, and I’m all but whispering. Remus stares me down for a moment longer, before a smile graces his features. His eyes stay trained on me, and I feel him entering me. We’re both wet from the water above, so he easily glides in. I gasp, and a small moan leaves my lips as unexpected pleasure travels through me.

Remus leans in close to me, licking my throat.

“You reek of that male,” he growls. He slowly pulls out, and thrusts back into me, earning a loud gasp. My fingers tighten on his shoulders.

“Do you like it when I fuck you, Iris?” he whispers in my ear. I squeeze my eyes shut, shaking my head vigorously as he picks up on a rhythm. He laughs.

“No? Your body would be to differ, my pet.”

His arms run up my sides until he has my hands above my head. The only thing keeping me up is him between my legs and my back against the wall. He begins thrusting hard, and I can feel my back slamming against the wall due to it. Each thrust elicits more and more pleasure until I’m crying out regularly. Eventually, my orgasm hits me, and I shudder hard, my moans echoing throughout the bathroom. I feel Remus spill himself inside of me, but he doesn’t pull out. He leans in closer to me, licking my ear lightly before speaking.

“If you keep defying me, for the sake of what’s wrong and right, I won’t be able to give you that pleasure anymore.” He places his lips against my shoulder and sucks hard. He pulls back, all amusement gone from his face. His hands slowly wrap around my throat, lightly squeezing.

“Can’t fuck a dead woman, now can I?"

* * * * *

Remus is behind me, holding my body close to his. This is one of the rare moments that he is actually asleep. His breathing is steady, and I can feel the rise and fall of his chest against my back.

My mind keeps wandering back to Jude. He wanted to ask me something. I can’t help but wonder what. It seemed pretty serious whatever it was.

Remus tenses behind me, pulling my body closer to his. His hands lock my body tightly, and I feel his lips on my shoulder. Crippling fear explodes within me as an icy feeling washes over me. My skin begins prickling all over, and pain washes over me.

“Remus,” I whisper, unable to get my voice above a whisper. But he doesn’t stop. I try and move, but his grip tightens, crushing me against his chest. I feel my body weakening, and my vision growing blurry.

“Re..” My voice is gone, it takes too much energy to even breathe, and I feel as though I’m slowly growing unable to breathe. The icy feeling turns into a full-on blizzard, and my body begins to convulse, but Remus shows no sign of stopping.

My heart beat is beating loudly in my ears, and I can’t see anything anymore. I take a deep breath but get no relief. I try again, and there is nothing.

Nothing but darkness.