Heart Of Stone - Episode 91&92&93

    

HEART OF STONE

Heart Of Stone - Episode 91&92&93

 (..Sold•To•The•Pit•Of•Hell..)

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By: Naomi Cindy B.

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Disgust. Irritation.

The two surged in Shayla's chest as she watched the dog of a man let out his load of sin between his legs.

Men only release this when they do stuff with a woman, so why is he doing it right now even without touching a woman? And his eyes are on her?

Is he getting off on her sight alone? Her eyes widened a bit more.

Also, he's inarguably the one who shot the bullet from earlier, that was enough to grease her fury, again.

Ryker moved at the same time she did, but she was faster.

Getting to him, she nearly caught his neck to snap into two, but Ryker reached them, stopping her from touching Caspian.

"Don't," he warned.

"Why?" Shayla's eyes rolled up to meet him. "He shot at you, your freezing didn't affect him, and now he's getting off at my sight?"

"I get to punish him for all of that, but you do not touch him with your hands!" Ryker raised his voice, and she immediately plucked herself from his firm hold.

"Is there something you're not telling me, Ry?"

"She's so damn fine, tell me why I shouldn't get my mantle back!" Caspian laughed from where he knelt between the knights, pants sticky wet with his mess.

Super-speeding, Ryker was with him again. He easily lifted him by the neck, but despite the painful agony-inducing position, Caspian was laughing.

"You can't kill me, you know that! Even if you fight me with your non-magical energy, I'll only get wounded but not die! I've been living since your first life, Ryker." He talked through his squeezed veins, legs dancing in the air as Ryker's cold fingers pressed his jugular down.

"In your first life..." Caspian started again. "You lived for 200, and in this current one, you've lived for 350, meaning I've been living for 550, I ain't your damn mate, Ryker! I might have forsook my mantle for two lifetimes, but I am still an Eternal, I live forever!!" He coughed, laughing again, more mocking than the first time and more confident.

It's like he's even enjoying the way Ryker is holding him up in the air by his neck, cos he's not trying to break free—not struggling.

He could feel Ryker's blind destructive anger, and he's using it to his own advantage by riling him up.

Shayla is still where she is, looking like the most confused person here.

Cheyenne and Sage look like they understand, and that even confused her more.

They knew, and she didn't?

She held her head with an hand.

"And now that I'm back and want my mantle back, you have no choice, Ryker. Not even a half!" Caspian spat, and Ryker's blue eye glitter reflected in the city ice, sending rays across the clear atmosphere.

Shayla's eyes widened again. 

She has never seen him this mad before,not even when he killed. This anger is new, and it showed in the insane amount of brightness which came with the blue rays.

Ryker dropped Caspian, and the man-slut fell down the skyscraper.

Ryker fell, too. He followed him.

Shayla tried following too, but she was blocked by the knights.

"What's happening? Tell me! Why am I not understanding anything?" She asked with her fists folded up.

"It's better if he explains to you by yourself," Sage replied calmly.

"No," Shayla held her head with an hand again. "Tell me everything before I go crazy here!"

"Caspian owns the mantle in Boss's body," Cheyenne dropped the bomb.

At first, Shayla just smiled, thinking it's a joke, but then she remembered it's Cheyenne who said it.

Cheyenne ain't a joker.

"What!" She gasped.

"He rejected it in his last life and this current life. Subsequently, Boss was given the mantle by the heavens." Cheyenne continued.

"I...I still don't understand." Shayla swallowed twice, her ears suddenly feeling so hot and feet feeling muddy.

She's searching the eyes of the knights as if there are answers written in there.

"Meaning... He's your real authentic partner." Sage talked clearly.

Shayla's arms dropped.

"You'd never grow a love thread for Boss, according to what I know, and he'd never grow one for you, too." Cheyenne said further.

"No," Shayla shook her head. "It's him or no one else. My heart already beats for him what do you mean another man owns what mantle? What's with the gods mantle and the rubbish others? It's impossible."

Cheyenne tried to touch her, but she shifted back quickly, shaking her head again.

"No."

--

[The Forsaking Vale]

Ryker and Caspian landed in front of the vale silver gate, and after they both got their footings and bearings, their eyes found the gate.

This time, a deity came out to them—long white robe, long white hair, long white walking cane, and aura.

He stood only at the vale gate threshold, and his face seems untouched by time.

"The mantle goes back to the owner," he said, voice echoing across.

"Why should I return the mantle when he rejected twice!" Ryker shouted, pushing Caspian forward.

Caspian crumbled on his knees, but surprisingly, he said nothing.

"You've shed enough blood of the innocent, maybe it's time to forsake?" The deity replied, his hold on the white walking stick turning firmer.

"What are you even saying!!! I was born like this! You shouldn't have given the mantle to me in my mother's womb if you were going to become hypocrites like now!" Ryker yelled, kicking Caspian on the ground.

Caspian's blood flew out of his nose. His face shot to the plain sky, blood spluttered out of his mouth, landing on the snowy ground.

Still, he didn't act.

"You aren't the first demigod, Ryker. You aren't the first one to carry the millennial ice mantle in you! There were thousands before you, but they weren't as ravenous and bloody." the deity said calmly, the calmness seeming to annoy Ryker more.

He punched Caspian, and the man-slut got a split lip. Blood flowed down his chin, dropping on the snowy ground again.

"The mantle was dumped on me when I was blamelessly growing in my mother's womb, of course I'd grow bloodthirsty as side effects, it wasn't supposed to be mine!" Ryker shouted angrily.

"You were destined to die as a foetus in your mother's womb both in your first and this second life, but the mantle saved you. You're still alive, thanks to the mantle," the deity replied flatly.

Ryker's arms dropped devastatingly, and Caspian laughed on the ground.

"Now you have to give the mantle to the real owner. It's been six months since you met the partner. At one year, you know what'd happen if you both still stay together without the love thread." The deity said.

This time, Ryker laughed, but it was short and dark.

"So...what was going to happen if he didn't come ask for his mantle back?" He asked.

"You'd have been killed with the godslaying sword after one year—as a payment for the innocents you killed. And the partner would have killed herself and reincarnated as a normal human." The deity explained.

"And now that he's here to get the mantle back, what happens if I refuse to give?" Ryker smirked.

"Your warm and cold aura will stop working for each other after a year, you'd be killed mysteriously with the godslaying sword, and your memories would be scrapped away from her head. She'd go to her real partner." The deity explained.

Again, Ryker laughed.

"So... somehow, I'm at the losing end in every outcome. I'm just a borrowed vessel."

Caspian is still groaning on the ground, but there's no energy to even beat the crap out of him again.

Ryker looks drained already.

"If I willingly give him the mantle, what happens?" He asked weakly.

"You'd be killed with the sword, your memories gets scrapped from her head, everything about you gets wiped too, and she lives happily ever after with her partner." The deity replied, going back into the gate.

The gate closed.

Ryker's laughter cracked again, but it's just anger and pain.

"The godslaying sword should have been called Rykerslaying sword instead. The motherfucker was created because of me!" He laughed again, going on his knees.

Now it's Caspian's turn to stand and laugh despite his bloody, bleeding painful face. He was panting as he struggled to keep standing.

"Funny, right?" He said, but Ryker just knelt there, seeming powerless and utterly silent.

"Too bad, that no matter the choice you make, it favors me, but don't worry...I know the art of spoiling women, I'll give her everything needed. I'll turn her to my warrior." He cackled, jumping down the snowy area where the mighty door stood. 

He opened and stepped out, back to the human realm.

--

[Luminaria, East Palace]

The Millions Family returned to the East this morning after complete rebuilding.

By 10am, the necessities were set.

Everyone got their own room.

Zeke helped Xena get Anatoli on the line, the old man is currently on his way here to discuss the wedding rites and whatnot.

Esme is in the practice room, practicing her ability using a heavy wooden sword since the real sword isn't available yet.

Granny Tara are Zeke are supervising her as if their wellbeing depends on her success in slaying Ryker down.

Rivera and Sadie are at the lobby, chatting about how shameless Xena is

Mercury is at the dinning, sitting alone and staring into space like a depressed fellow.

Seems the wedding is really happening, and she's losing her shit.

Soren is in his room, alone. 

He and Sadie can do without each other now, so they got separate rooms.

He sat on his his bed foot, playing his qin and drowning in the tunes.

His rabbit—Sensei, is busy playing around the room floor, gathering tiny animal toys.

He's so into his qin that he wasn't even aware of Xena's entrance.

Xena sat beside him, and his face went up.

His eyes glowed frosty blue—exactly like Ryker's, but Xena didn't notice.

She's more focused on her seduction game, so she smiled sheepishly.

"Hey," 

He stood from the bed immediately, and she stood too.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to say hi, is it such a sin?" She replied, suddenly lifting her blouse.

She's not wearing a br@.

She intentionally flashed him with her br+à$ts, and that was the breaking point.

Soren's hand flew to her face, slapping her once, twice, thrice, four times, five times...

The resounding hits kept coming till the seventh one, and she fell on the ground, her eyes turning on their own and her chest boiling.

"Sor—"

She couldn't finish calling that name when he dragged her up by the hair and shoved her head to the wall, smashing it there.

She got a crack on the forehead, her blood spilling, then he threw her across the room, over the bed to the floor.

Her blood pooled.

By now, she can't talk anymore. She just bled and lay there.

Soren crouched beside her body, his smile so scary as his eyes glittered the frosty blue again.

This time, she saw it.

"Xena! Your father is here!" Zeke's voice said from the door, but she couldn't even rise.

"Xena!" 

Soren took a bedsheet and covered her with it on the ground, he stroked her cheek.

"Now I'm more interested in marrying you, look forward to more bloody lovey dovey like this." He smiled wickedly before strolling outta the room.

When he arrived at the lobby, Anatoli is really there with the rest of the family.

"Where's Xena?" Anatoli asked.

"She's asleep. Let's talk about the wedding today, you can come see her tomorrow." Soren replied, giving no room for objections as he sat.

Zeke and Esme exchanged glances, wondering the reason for the sudden change.

Even Sadie and Rivera were shocked. 

Mercury pinched herself.

"You ok, Soren?" Granny Tara asked.

"Never been more ok," Soren replied blankly.

"Well let's get to it," Zeke stood. "Anatoli, you once worked as a chef for us in this palace, so it's a blessing that our children are getting married, on contract. She wanted us to find you and Rumi for her, also provide for you and your family, and in return, she gives us everything she knows about Ryker," Zeke said.

Anatoli smiled amusingly first, shoving his face down. 

This daughter of him might be useful than he imagined.

She actually stole her way into the Millions Family?

He smiled again, looking up.

"Who am I to say no?" 

--

[Blossoms Temple]

Granny Jojo and Lilith could already hear the chanting of 'Amitabh' from priests and monks as they came down from the car they came in.

The temple is the oldest and farthest in the city backwaters, and if they'd get anything at all, it'd be here.

Lilith was holding Jojo's bag as they stared at the stony cemented steps leading up to the mountaintop temple, and Lilith is already tired even without climbing.

"Let's go," Jojo told her.

"Yes, ma'am." Lilith sighed, following her lead.

It was more hectic and tiring than she expected. By the time they got to the top ten minutes later, they were both out of breaths, and sweaty.

Lilith sat on top of a rock, dabbing her sweaty face with an hanky.

Jojo left her there and went inside the prehistoric temple. She hasn't even stepped in fully when one of the monks blocked her.

"Are you here for the godslayer sword investigation?" He asked.

"How did you..." Jojo frowned.

"There are legends, granny. There are prophecies, and today is destined to happen." The monk smiled.

Lilith joined them.

"Come with me," the monk further said, leading them.

--

[West Palace]

Rumi didn't leave earlier.

After she made the investigation request, she was told by father and daughter to wait while they compiled everything they already have in their hands.

Within some minutes, the book was ready. Faye threw it down in front of Rumi, and Rumi scoffed.

"I asked for investigation, not some project. Besides, why did your investigation take just some minutes as if you've been waiting for me?" 

"You don't expect us to tell you the story with our mouths, did you? And you're right, we've really been waiting for you to come." Astor replied, and that was when Rumi figured out how serious this is.

Still looking at them, she took the notebook and flipped it open, reading through as if fire lived in the pages.

It was the longest one hour of her life. She read attentively for one full hour, neither blinking nor showing any emotion throughout.

Astor and watched her silently till she dropped the book back on the table.

She stood and started walking out of the room, looking drained like she has just been rescued from drowning.

Her arms dropped by her sides, head down, eyes forward, and shoulders saggy. She looks destroyed.

"You're not doubting if what we gave you is true or not?" Faye asked.

"The ink in the notebook didn't look like it was written today, it looked at least a hundred years old, I'm smart enough to tell real from fake." Rumi replied without looking back.

She went downstairs, and as expected, the rest of the family were already waiting for her.

"You promised to tell us about the orb, remember?" Winona said.

Rumi cast the three a short look, going from her to Kasia to Blaise.

Then she went closer to Kasia, whispering things in her ear before leaving the palace.

"Mother, what did she say!" Blaise asked immediately.

"Mother? Spill it!" Winona said.

Kasia was still looking speechless when Faye and Astor came out.

They look like they're in a hurry.

"Astor, where to? Faye?" Kasia asked.

"We'll be right back!" Faye replied, rushing out with her father.

Winona grabbed her glasses, and before anyone could stop her, she was out of the palace too.

"What exactly did Xena tell you?" Blaise asked Kasia, but Kasia just went inside.

"Mother!" 

--

[Rumi's House]

Rumi called Anatoli on her way home, so she expected to meet him here already, and he's indeed here...on the chair, eating from a bowl of lumi fries.

"See? I told you your twin was fine. She's getting married to Soren, and we just finished signing the deal. Your twin found her way into the Millions Family, isn't that great? But too bad it won't last, yunno what I mean..." He stood from the chair, bringing the bowl of fries to her where she stood.

"Here, where were you?" He asked with his usual deceptive smile.

"You intentionally slapped Azura's arse that night cos you wanted to use her to get into the Millions Family to get the sword! Mother would still be alive today if you didn't harbour this greed for power! It was all your doing..." She said calmly.

With a brow rumple, Anatoli took a step back and set the bowl of fries on the table.

"Rumi, what are you..."

"Mother's death was never what you made me believe it was! You planned everything! You're the one who told the motherless camp manager to come get me during mother's labour! You knew about the legend that says whoever kills the god with the sword and steals the orb gets half of the god's power! It has all been you!!!" Rumi slapped him in the face.

She's already crying.

"All my life, I spent hating my brother, thinking he was the cause of our misery, but it's actually you!!!"

Anatoli laughed at her face, suddenly grabbing her shoulder to hold.

"You should have kept shut when you found out, cos now you're going to regret it. I've always known you're a smart bîtch who's not so easy to play like her twin, but you shouldn't have gotten smart with me, cos now you pay for it." He threatened.

Rumi shook his hand off with a bite and tried to cast a spell on him to bleed, but nothing happened.

"F+k you!!" She screamed, going for the door.

The door closed violently, obeying a spell from Anatoli.

She looked back, eyes too shocked. Too terrified.

Anatoli just cast a spell!

"I am a Siphon, I siphon abilities for a living. I have no power of my own, but I've gathered enough powers, enough for me to dominate, your spell casting ability and Xena's animal ability included," Anatoli smiled, and her chest squeezed.

She started trying to open the door, frantically and fruitlessly till Anatoli dragged her back inside.

No amount of her coke energy could help, she's too weak for him without her ability, so when he threw her in bed and kissed her roughly, she could only shed bitter tears.

"I am going to have you, then kill you," Anatoli said grossly, tearing her blouse away.

She was about to get rid of her underwear too when the door bursted open.

Astor entered with Faye who's in her snake form.

With her mouth, Faye pulled Rumi out from under Abatoli. She threw the half-n+k£d girl on her back and crawled out of the room through the weak wall.

The wall broke and crumbled on top of them as she walked into it, and Rumi had to slip to the side of the snake to avoid getting crushed.

She quickly held tight to the snake's body, and Faye leapt to the sky, levitating away with her.

Now it's just Anatoli and Astor inside the room, but obviously, Anatoli isn't ready for this.

He stepped back.

"I'll see you when I see you, Astor Viper," he smiled, summoning butterflies to cover Astor's view.

By the time the butterflies cleared off, he was already gone.

Astor cursed under his heavy breaths, then he felt someone coming in behind him.

Even without turning, he knew who it was, so he smiled before backing the wall, finally facing her.

Winona.

"Astor Viper?" Winona removed her glasses, shocked to the bones.

"Too bad, I liked you as a stepdaughter, Winona. If you hadn't followed me, your days would have been longer by some days." Astor sighed casually.

"You're from the Viper family," Winona muttered as the pangs of betrayal settled deep, burning.

She crushed her glasses in her palm.

"Why?" She crushed the rims too. "Why!!!"

"Cos your family shouldn't even exist! Y'all are bunch of cruel peeps who don't deserve air!!! Your bloodline should be exterminated, and that is going to start from you. Blame yourself for making it this fast!" Astor shouted, taking one of Rumi's heels from the shoe rack.

He tossed it into the air, targeting her throat for death.

Smartly, Winona tumbled.

She was able to avoid it, but she wasn't very fast.

The thin heel stabbed her in the throat, cutting her windpipe and letting out hot blood.

As she crumbled on her knees, holding the bleeding neck, she suddenly remembered she has lived once as Pearl's personal maid.

She remembered this is her second life, and now... she's...

Tears rode out of her two eyes before she fell on her side, bleeding away her remaining life as it fell out of her.

Astor knelt beside her and covered her eyes with the kids, smiling.

"Rest in peace, stepdaughter,"

He extracted her core and ate it right there. No remorse. Just satisfaction.

--

[Fire Palace]

After the happenings in Russia, Ryker didn't even wait for the next meeting, he returned straight to Luminaria.

He hasn't said a word to Shayla throughout the comeback journey, and Shayla herself just stayed between the knights, looking like she has been robbed of her vocal cords.

He looks angry, like he doesn't want to talk, like everything is making him mad. The air, the heat, the atmosphere, even the ground and himself. Everything.

It got worse when they arrived at the front gate and met Liza waiting.

Kade left already cos he was tired of waiting, but her adamant self was determined to see this to the end.

She stood from the rock she sat on, facing the coming people.

"You look good as usual, daughter." She smiled, giving the knights a disapproving look before settling his gaze on Ryker whose eyes are burning presently.

She said nothing to him—she wouldn't dare.

She faced Shayla again.

"Why are you here?" Shayla asked, the anger in her voice messing up her tone. She sounds shaky.

"To see you, what else?" Liza replied boldly like she rules this street.

In the next minute, she was in Ryker's choky grasp.

Ryker vanished with her into the palace, and Shayla followed.

The knights were last

On getting inside, Liza was already bleeding.

Ryker actually grinded her face on the stone pieces. Her brows peeled off, and the nose is in half.

Her blood stained his face in dot splashes, and he's about to throw her into the lava and volcano between the black rocks. 

"No!" Shayla cautioned.

"Then kill her yourself," Ryker looked up, his sour expression not giving space for turndown.

He looks ready to go to hell.

"She's the villain of my youngest days, and I hate her, but I've been hiding my hate so well cos the moment I let it out, I knew I'd destroy her. I'm not like her, and I don't want to kill her." Shayla said.

"You're still being this soft for a wench who did series of unforgettable things to you? Are you kidding me?" Ryker sneered.

"It's not being soft, I just know my limits. I don't want to kill her, just let her go." Shayla replied.

"And that's my daughter," Liza laughed victoriously from the ground, her blood sweet on her tongue as it entered her mouth.

"You want me to let her go because you actually still care for Kade, and you don't want him to become motherless, isn't it?" Ryker smirked, his anger mounting.

Shayla went silent. He got her.

"Same guy who hates you more than anyone in this city for sharing a mother with him? You can't remain this terribly soft when you live in a world where everyone wants your powers! Softness is being thoughtless! Kill! Shed blood! Have no mercy! Be unapologetically crazy! Do it and don't look back! Stay unremorseful! Do Your Worse!" Ryker yelled angrily.

Liza smiled disgustingly again, liking that this is fruiting the right way. 

It's causing a misunderstanding like she wanted, and soon, things would clear up in her favor.

"I'm not you, Ry. You're the bloodthirsty one, and I didn't for once try to change you. Don't try to change me now and just tell me what exactly is going on cos I know you're angry for another reason, you're just using Liza to vent it out!" Shayla replied, voice already shaking.

Somehow, she feels nauseous, and her eyes feels like they're turning, but she contained it before talking gently.

"And stop yelling at me, it hurts when you do that..." 

"Since you're not ready to do it, I'll help you out," Ryker lifted Liza

The brazen woman gasped when her body flew towards the volcanic rocks.

That was when she realized this is going beyond her control.

"Shayla do something! Shayla! Shayla you can't let him... Shayla!!!"

"Ry... don't." Shayla attacked, but her strike wasn't as strong cos of her lingering nauseousness.

Her eyes widened.

"Don't do it! Don't d—"

But Liza's body already landed in the volcano, melting out of existence.

Shayla held the rock beside her, gasping repeatedly as her eyes clashed with Ryker's darkly unapologetic ones.

--

[Morozov Household]

The house has been empty since Dominika's death years ago, so only the sounds of Anatoli's metal digger as he digged the bedroom ground filled the house in echoes.

Since Caspian mentioned the exhumation, he hasn't stopped thinking about it.

If he could really exhume Dominika's body and crush her skeletal bones with his tea, it's all he needs to hone his powers. 

At least before Soren's birthday.

After about fifty digging process, his digger met the coffin lid, and he smiled like he had just conquered the world before dropping the digger.

Sweat fell from his brows as he dug the remaining earth with his fingers, unrelenting till he got all sand away.

The coffin is destroyed as expected of a 350 year old stuff, but no matter how, there should still be some crumbs of her bones inside.

He lifted the tattered termite-eaten lid of the coffin, expecting to meet some bones, but he met nothing.

No bones. No crumbs.

It's not even smelling.

He raised the coffin completely, searching the base for any fallouts. 

There's still nothing.

His heart hammered in his chest.

His phone rang, and he jumped at the suddenness before pulling it out with his soiled hand.

It's 'Master' calling.

"Where you at?" The question came unexpectedly.

"At my dead wife's grave. I heard about exhumation and wanted to try it, but couldn't find her bones." Anatoli replied breathlessly.

"Maybe you just need to try harder? It's been 350 years. Try harder, Anatoli." Master replied, hanging up.

"Why would she call by this time, and she called me by my name? Weird," Anatoli sighed, returning to his search.

Outside the house, the figure in red cloak stepped out of the broken pavement, into the dark night.

She pushed a phone bank into her cloak pocket, each step heavier than the last one.

She lifted her cloak away from her head, suspending her red veil from her face too.

She looks old, but at the same time young, like she has been in a battle with age for years.

Dominika Morozov, the mother.

Her cloak was flowing with the night breeze as she levitated, traveling with the air.

She didn't take long, didn't branch anywhere till she reached the underground palace where she perched majestically on the roof.

She broke the rocky roof to create a passage, and she jumped inside the palace from there.

As expected, Pearl was waiting like a predator with her arrow.

She released four at the same time, but Dominika slammed herself on the wall, allowing the arrows to fly past with dangerous whistling sounds before going for Pearl again.

But Pearl wasn't done. 

She pulled four arrows again, releasing them faster than the first batch.

"Who the hell are you? Barging into my palace? Rude!" 

Dominika avoided the four arrows, skidding and bending like they're ragdoll toys before.

Heroically, she caught one of the arrows before landing in front of Pearl, her footwear crushing the ground stones.

"I see you've got nerves!" Pearl mocked, using her bow to beat Dominika's face.

Another whistling sound stirred the air, but the woman didn't even move, didn't shake.

She targeted Pearl's stomach and stabbed it with the arrow she caught.

Pearl's scream was painfully piercing as Dominika twisted the arrow, deeply inside till it reached her womb.

Pearl fell back, leaning on her throne. Her eyes reddened, shooting up to the strange woman in front of her.

"Who....are...you...aghhghhhhh!!!!!!!"

"Godslayers like Esme who only cultivated the ability won't be able to do you a thing without the sword, but a slayer like me who was born with the ability...I can make you sleep for years without the sword, so you better answer the questions truthfully!" Dominika threatened.

Pearl swallowed repeatedly, hot bitter saliva.

"You'll never know the pain of a mother who was created to kill her own son, but at the same time she's doing anything and everything to protect him! I'll do whatever it takes to move evils like you out of his way, so give me answers!" Dominika continued with unpracticed fierceness, picking another arrow.

She used the sharp tip to raise Pearl's chin up, slowly but with enough precision that could kill.

Pearl froze, womb and stomach bleeding to her legs.

For the first time since she lived, her body trembled without rhythm.

"First question; who owns your wretched pregnancy? Ryker?" Dominika asked dominantly, her blue eyes madly mean.

Pearl hesitated, and Dominika shifted the arrow to her throat...

"I'm not pregnant!!! It was all my plan!!!! I'm not carrying a baby!!! I'm not pregnant!!!" Pearl confessed.

TBC.

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