The Bully's Hated Mate
The Bully’s Hated Mate – Chapter 59

LUCIUS’ POV:

Hatred became a new light for my eyes, a new plan started to form in my head as I paced to and fro in my own cage.

Cassia had tried to speak to me but I didn’t want anyone trying to comfort me, what we needed was to get out of here.

I needed to get my hands on Damon’s throat, I need to see the b***d and the saliva mix as I’d tore out his tongue and then put his fist in his a*s.

I was thinking deeply, whatever they had given to us back there had worn off completely, leaving me more energized than I have ever felt before.

I wanted to destroy them, I paced back and forth some more and faster too as the memories rushed to my head, it wasn’t up to an hour but I could feel my father’s absence.

Everything that happened in my memories only had good endings, my system chose to remember him with the good times and good times we shared.

My chest ached at how badly I had treated him, how badly I had taken his presence for granted, often doing what I pleased and when I pleased.

His advice, his care and love…

I’d give back everything to have him with me right now.

I started to hear footsteps climb down the same steps I had climbed now eons ago, I knew from the walking step and the pace that it was none other than the she-devil.

My face scrunched up and I rested my head on the cold death bars as she made her presence even more shown with a smug smile on her lips.

I have never been more disgusted as I was now, I couldn’t believe I used to be obsessed with her.

“Why did you do this to me! To us! Your own kingdom!” I threw at her like a bombshell, my brows already scrunched and my fists already balled in fury.

She gave a coy smile and walked a few meters away from me, giving me a safety space which was immensely smart of her because I was so sure that if she had taken a step closer I would have snapped her neck through the bars.

At least Damon and I would have something in common.

“Didn’t my dad already tell you? You lot be dumb as f**k!” She shouted and smirked at me.

I felt heat of anger traveling through me in great speeds.

“Answer me!” I shouted at her.

“Did you know about this?” I already knew the answer to this, silently my chest tightened and I tried my best not to show how emotional I was getting.

“Yes, of course, I knew. Infact, I helped him get the poisons.” she said, her voice taking on this gleeful note.

“But why Ariadne? Why?” I asked her, my brain trying to think of a good enough reason to even think of killing someone .

” Because you put me through hell, Lucius! You honestly did!” She shouted at me.

” We planned to be together. We were supposed to be together and be happy and make sure we grew old together. We were already happy and content with each other and then…” She said, going to Cassia’s cage with a menacing step.

“Leave her alone!” I shouted and banged the bars for emphasis.

“You had to go and mate with a trash bag. Then what’s worse, you had the audacity to mark her , further betraying me and what we shared” she sang in hate.

“So, your psycho father killed my father because I broke up with you?” I asked her, incredibly irked by what she was saying.

“No, silly. Were you not paying any attention?” She asked me and turned back to my cage.

“My father killed your father because he gave you weak genes. Your father was a pathetic loser who believed in love and harmony. He liked to think that people could change just because he showed enough care” she said and started to laugh a bit.

” Too bad his love and care has him on the floor. Alone and helpless” she said.

I banged the bars even more, rocking the bars and it’s hinges.

How dare her!

“Your father was not even aware that rogues terrorized people. They cause accidents and weren’t under control. Their killings were out of line and your father stayed there, not taking control. Occupying space and air and decidnihg the best thing to do was nothing. Well, now he’s going to do something. He’s going to be rotting in peace” she said and let out an ear splitting laugh.

I wanted to grab a fist full of her hair and tank her through these bars till nothing was left of her face except b***d and teeth remains.

I looked at her exactly how I wanted her to be.

Dead and ugly.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that. You should be thanking me, you know” she said, and then proceeded to look at her nails,?which if anybody guessed correctly was perfectly polished.

“I should be thanking you?” I asked her, anger and hate turning to venom.

“Yes. I saved you, you know?” She said again and looked at me dead in the eyes as though she really expectes me to thank her.

“You just killed my father and you expect me to thank you?” I shouted at her.

” First off, my dad killed your dad. Ok?” She said.

” And if it wasn’t for me, you’d be chilling in grave city too”

My anger knew no bounds as I scoffed and made to sit but then sprang back up to stand up and back in the position I had been.

“You must be crazy! You must be raving mad to believe I would ever thank you” I shouted and pointed at her.

” If it wasn’t for me, Lucius, you’d be dead, you and that trash bag and if it wasn’t for the mark, I’d kill her right now” she said and looked towards Cassia.

” My father wanted all of you dead and wiped out. Too bad, I would have wanted the same thing too but I couldn’t bring myself to kill you and at least. not in the way I’d like” she said to me again, mischief growing in her silent smug expression.

“You think you were lucky?” She suddenly asked me and she chuckled long and hard at whatever it was she thought I was thinking.

“You are not lucky, my love. My love for you had me changing my dad’s mind and your stupid mark on Cassia had her saved as well. So, if you look at you, I do deserve your esteem praise and worship, don’t you think?” She said, placing her hands on her waist. her legs elegantly crossed at a sickening angle and her expression expectant.

She was damn serious about what she claimed to have done but I saw a rat when I saw a rat.

“Go. To. Hell!” I shouted from my bars at her.

” You’re lucky I’m not outside with you, I’d make sure you eat your words and run to whatever home you have” I shouted at her even more.

I watched as her expression turned cold instantaneously, my chest tightened and a ball of saliva went down my throat uneasily.

“If that’s what you wish” she said and snapped her fingers towards the direction of Cassia’s cage.

Two husky men went straight to the cage and Cassia’s screams were heard immediately.

“What are you doing?” I suddenly asked as panic spread across my chest.

Was she going to kill Cassia too?

It seemed she read my mind as Cassia knelt before us on the outside and at her feet.

“I won’t kill you but you would wish for death” she spoke and held Cassia’s chin up as she drew her hands back and slapped Cassia’s cheek.

Cassia gasped in shock. I recoiled but apparently, Ariadne didn’t think it was enough.

“Guards!” She shouted and two men came out of nowhere, both holding whips.

Immediately, cassia saw it, she wanted to run back to her cage but she was caught by the h**s, her dress I had admired earlier was dirty and torn at dangerous angles.

The guards tore the back of the dress, exposing her back as she began to sing uncontrollably.

My heart picked a race, my chest fell high and low as I knew what was going to happen before it even came.

The sound of the whip came last my ear and was replaced by the worst screams I have ever heard.

“Ariadne, please!” I yelled from behind the bars as the whip kept lashing at Cassia’s back.

“One hour. Don’t stop” she said and walked away.

I watched as they whipped Cassia’s back raw, peeling whatever skin she had there. I cried, screamed at them to stop, my tears had stopped coming and my voice had faded but I didn’t stop begging them to stop and take me.

They only stopped after an hour was completed and Cassia was a mess of sweat and b***d.

She had fainted and like trash bag, she was thrown into her cell with the littlest to no care.

Snort runned down my nose as I struggled to the side, we both shared bars and I stretched my hands through the bars.

My face contorted in pain as I struggled to get to her, if I could touch her. If I could make her feel our bond a little…

But no matter how I stretched, my upper body squeezing to get through to her… To comfort her at least.

To have her in my arms and rock her. To let her head rest on my arms as I played with her hair and nursed her back to health.

My entire upper body pushed through and I was only a tip away from touching her when I knew no matter how much I strained, I was never going to reach her.

Damon yowled, and I cried even more.

This was all my fault