MoboReels–Short Dra
Wildcats, nor sickdy ones but ferocious beasts, had started to gather.
Vivienne no longer had her usual arrogance. She clung to my legs, wailing and begging for mercy.
I kicked her into a pit of dead bodies.
“Vivienne, you’re just a coward! You prey on the weak! A little sick cat so trusting of people, and you killed it! Didn’t it feel good, stepping on something so small and weak? You never imagined the consequences would come so fast, did you?”
A group of wild cats pounced on Vivienne, tearing at her flesh. She screamed and crawled desperately
“Mercy! Please! I’ll never do it again, please…..”
My little sick cat might have called out to me when it was dying, just like Vivienne was doing now.
But the difference was that my cat hadn’t done anything wrong.
Its only sin was belonging to me.
yout of the pit.
Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
By the time I returned to the palace, the sky had already darkened.
Alaric waited for me in the royal chambers.
In the dim light, we silently stared at each other.
He must know that I killed Vivienn
But I still needed to say it, to speak it aloud to him, to make him feel the weight of it.
“Vivienne was eaten by wild cats. Her legs were completely gnawed off, and yet, she still had the strength to curse at me. Before she died, she kept calling your name. I reckon, had you rushed to her side, you could have saved most of her. If you had only been there,”
Alaric’s voice came low. “Stop. Don’t say any more.”
I picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and mocked him. “What, you can’t hear it?
He reached out and wiped the tear from the corner of my eye.
“Sera, don’t cry. It breaks my heart. You did the right thing. Vivienne had it coming. Do whatever you want, as long as it makes you happy.”
How disgusting. How utterly disgusting
He had sworn he would never love anyone but Vivienne, yet now, to please me, he discarded everything
A man’s face–selfish and hypocritical!
Tgrabbed the teacup and smashed it over his head. With my body that, I shouted at him, “Do you think I’ll still believe your lies? Get out! If you leave, T’ll be happy. Just go!”
Toften regretted it—had I known that one day I would hold Alaric in the palm of my hand, I would have done it much sooner.
