The mistress of darkness

Lilith groaned in pain as her head pounded, she was tied to a chair that was uncomfortable and the ropes were too tight. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness as she looked around.

"Where am I?" She asked no one in particular but she knew that Cyrus had captured her. She licked her lips and that was when she found blood or whatever was smeared onto her lips. It was tangy and disgusting. She didn't know where she was or why Cyrus wanted her all she knew was that she was somebody's prey.

"Awake aren't you?" Cyrus said as he walked into the room, the light's coming on almost immediately, Lilith looked around the place that was when she found out she was in a room not just anybody's room but the Lycan king's room. She felt her stomach bubble in excitement but the look on Cyrus's face wasn't a pleasant one.

"What do you want with me?" She found the courage to ask as Cyrus just laughed softly.