The Sour Tang Of Fear

Rama felt her heart pace elevate, as it pounded hard against her ribcage like it was about to erupt from her chest any moment.

She had been on the verge of freedom, only to be highly disappointed even though weirdly, she had been anticipating it. Her subconsciousness had pricked her that evading torture and escaping from the vampire king wouldn't be such an easy feat.

"Stay away from them!" Roshan growled with a deep voice that could send chills down a person's spine but not as much chill staring into Draco's crimson blood eyes could emit into her spine.

Malika subconsciously moved her feet backward in trepidation as she shivered with adrenaline coursing through her veins.

"The feisty princess is mine, and the maid is leverage, so I can't let you leave with either or alive." Draco's dreary tone floated with the wind in a menacing manner while retaining his dark gaze on Rama's.

Before they could process what had transpired in a beat, a gust of murky wind blew past Rama and Draco disappeared from her sight in a heartbeat.

She whipped her head as she veered around to see Draco charging towards Roshan. Roshan's claws were elongated to slash him with it but Draco moved like the wind with undetected movements.

The next thing, she saw Draco grasp Roshan's extended arm and wrung it with immense pressure. The snapping of bones could be heard as Draco twisted Roshan's arm backward, causing his bones to impale into his flesh and blood spurted out along with a deep grunt of pain erupting from Roshan's lips.

Bones breaking and flesh tearing could be heard as Draco tore his forearm apart with blood jetting out of it and the same action was done to his other arm with swift vicious movements, leaving him handicapped as his decapitated arms fell to the floor.

Rama's eyes widened in a petrified state as the incident transpired too fast before her humane eyes, it was hard to thoroughly process the brutality in front of her.

A shrill cry of terror and shock escaped her lips while Malika shut her eyes closed as she fell to the ground sobbing in fear with a trembling body.

"Stop!! P-please, stop! I'll do an-anything you want, I'll go with you!!" Rama stuttered as tears stung the back of her jade eyes and soon fell freely on her cheeks.

Draco drove a hard kick to the back of Roshan's legs who was already writhing and panting heavily in pain. He fell on his knees and Draco yanked his hair to draw his head backward with a devilish grin cut through his lips and crimson eyes glinting with perilous excitement.

"You..will go with me, just to save him? You'll give up your freedom?" Draco drawled with a dreary grin plastered on his face as his red eyes swirled with sadistic desires locked with hers.

"Yes. I'll go with you." She stated firmly but her voice betrayed her as it cracked undeniably.

"I'll let you go if only he dies." Draco remarked. His red eyes looked almost black because of the thick darkness in the forest, although the dim moonlight shone down on them, a cloak of darkness covered him.

"No, please!" She yelled frantically immediately after he spoke, meanwhile, Roshan was too exhausted and worn out to speak as blood oozed out of his decapitated arms nonstop, making him sway his body weakly.

A daunting chuckle rolled off his lips, reverberating underneath his breath as he ran his tongue over his pointy fangs in dark excitement sparking into his veins.

"You don't really have a choice, I'll kill him anyways, and your life as my prisoner continues." Draco drawled in the most unnerving tone he had ever spoken, it made her spine tingle and her toes curl as adrenaline coursed through her veins faster than it ever had.

She couldn't leave Roshan to die, she would live with the heaviest guilt weighing on her chest and would never be able to forgive herself.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared into the hazel eyes of Roshan which had already grown dull as he lost a good amount of blood and she could see the life fading from it.

She shook her head softly as words failed to form, and her chest tightened painfully as she felt her lungs constrict. The sour tang of fear coated her tongue stronger than anything she had ever tasted before, and she found herself trembling before she fell down to the floor with wobbling legs as her knees felt too weak to support her weight.

She knew more than anyone that no amount of pleas would ever go through Draco's empty heart. His heart as it was, was shallower than the deepest depth of an abyss and darker than the thickest of darkness.

He derived sole pleasure from the brutal pain he inflicted on people. She could see the dark glint of excitement spark up inside his red eyes. He was nothing but a monster underneath, hiding behind a full sheet of flawless perfection.

"Is this what I perceive it to be?" Draco drawled as he narrowed his dark eyes mischievously at her.

Silence ensued for a split moment before he broke it again with his daunting voice floating with the wind.

"Are you in love with the Alpha king, Rama?" Her name rolling off his lips as he emancipated on it made her blood curdle as he queried. The deviant glint in his blood red eyes and wicked grin tearing through his lips made it obvious he was already aware of the feelings she harbored toward the Alpha king.

Her lips quivered in fear, knowing he was going to torment her in the most brutal way his devious mind could scheme up with just to make her break, and for his sadistic pleasure and he was going to do just that by killing Roshan.

Her eyes followed his slow hand movement as it crept toward Roshan's neck. Roshan's fate was sealed inauspiciously, he was going to die at the hands of the vampire king.

She wanted to close her eyes and not watch his death transpire before her eyes, it would leave her traumatized for as long as she lived but she couldn't tear her gaze away from him, she wanted to be with him till his last breath and she could taste the bitterness of the bile stuck in her throat as she watched.

She wanted to speak, wanted to plead with Draco even though she knew it would be futile, but her words choked up with hot tears running down her cheeks nonstop.

She saw his fingers gradually dig into his neck till blood was pouring out of the small punctures he created. His movements were slow and calculated as though he wanted to imprint every gory action in her mind for as long as she lived.

His fingers dug deeper into his skin till Roshan was coughing out blood and within a blink of an eye, he ripped his head off with blood spraying in the air like crimson diamonds under the dim moonlight before it half rolled on the floor.

Blood streamed on the floor as it spurted out of his neck and his decapitated body fell to the floor with a soft thud.

Rama shut her eyes closed in petrification. She felt lightheaded and nauseous as she saw Roshan's decapitated corpse and Draco's hands drenched with his blood that dripped from his fingertips.

She closed her eyes tightly with tears spilling from them as she wished bitterly that it was all a terrifying nightmare and she would wake up from it.

The cold air pricking her skin to form goosebumps on them and the bitter stench of blood, fear and death cramming the air suffocatingly, made it clear to her it was no nightmare and was more real than anything she had ever imagined.

The nightmare she was living inside was real and there was no escaping it.