Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Punishment

Eve~

I held my breath as I waited for him to speak, to react, to do something.

"So truly you planned to kill me all on your own?" He raised a brow in question.

I tried to slow my heartbeat and channel Ellen. Coldness and smugness, that was her way. So I shrugged, "Do you still have to ask?"

A muscle in his jaw ticked.

I was hitting a nerve. Good, I thought, Ellen had that effect. I would too, if I wanted to sell this.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, attempting to seem unbothered. "My father might want to submit to this foolish alliance but I beg to differ."

Hades' eyes darkened, the muscle in his jaw tightening even more as he took a step closer. His towering presence was suffocating, but I held my ground, refusing to let the fear that crept up my spine show. Ellen wouldn't back down. I couldn't afford to.

"Oh?" he murmured, his voice dangerously soft. "And what makes you think you have any say in this, princess?"

I forced a smirk, shrugging as if the weight of the world didn't rest on my shoulders. "Because I do. My father may cower before you, but I don't. I don't need his permission to act. I'm not some fragile little girl bound by his will."

"You do seem to be a law unto yourself,"

To that I only smirked, feeling sick to my stomach. Playing this role, playing Ellen would be the end of me. I only now realized that how deep my sister's vileness went and now I had to embrace her actions as though they were mine. I had to ensure that his wrath was deflected away from the Silverpine but to me.

"So tell me, husband..." I said, bile rising in my throat as I wrapped my hand around his tie pulling him to me. "What will you do to your cunning wife?"

His eyes flickering with an emotion that I could not read. His smile returned, slow and predatory. "I make no exceptions for my wife. I am a fair king after all." He clasped my hand pulled it away from his tie. Moving back a few yards, he turned to the blond man still waiting in the corner. "Strap her," he ordered.

Within a blink of an eye, the man pressed a button and the chair that was on stretched out into a bed and before I could react, cold metal shackles snapped around my wrists and ankles, forcing me down as the chair transformed beneath me. The suddenness of it sent my heart racing, panic surging through my veins. I tried to pull free, but the straps were too tight, biting into my skin, holding me completely immobilized. Fuck. My heart thundered in my chest, threatening to break through my ribs.

Hades smirked, the predatory look in his eyes deepening as he stood over me. "Oh, you'll see soon enough, wife. " His voice was a low, menacing murmur, filled with the promise of suffering. He slowly, deliberately, brought the needle to my skin, pressing it just above my collarbone.