Wolf of Stone novel Chapter 45

I pushed through the pain and sat up on my butt, trying to catch my breath as my lungs struggled for air. My eyes lifted up towards the right side of the room almost as if on instinct, narrowing in alarm.

"Are you hiding from a wounded witch?" I asked, staring at the dark corner tauntingly. Although my face was probably cold and terrorizing, my insides trembled in fear of what might become of me.

A snort was heard before the lights in the room flicked on.

I blinked against the sudden glare and immediately spotted the woman who leaned up against the wall. Her blue eyes churned in anger as she stared at me.

My hands trembled to hold up my weight until finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I plopped back down on my back with a groan. This fucking pain.

"So, you're the popular Tianna I keep hearing about," I stated, placing a hand over my eyes to block the blinding lights that made my head spin. Man, I may not have broken anything but my body sure as hell felt like it was ran through by a truck.

"Not so popular if only you've heard of it," she retorted sarcastically. 

I couldn't see her expression, but I kept my body alert for when she decided to move from her position. In this unfair situation, all I could do was bide my time and reserve my strength for when she finally decided to take action. From the moment I had landed in the room, I had sensed it. I couldn't use my abilities. One of the symbols on the cemented walls around me was probably blocking our connection to our magic. Which meant that I wasn't the only powerless one in this room. That at least gave my mind some comfort.

"So, you knew we were coming here? This was your trap for me?"

I tensed up and turned my head as I heard her shift from her position and began walking towards me. Our gazes met.

"You look familiar," she mumbled.

My heart trembled in alarm as I quickly turned my head to avoid her gaze, "Why are you doing all of this? Why'd you kill all the werewolves back then? Why'd you keep them alive until now?"

She stopped right next to my head and looked down at me arrogantly. My heart picked up speed.

"Why are you helping them? You're a witch with no ties to their kind," she pointed out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know being a witch gave me the permission to be a murderer."

Tianna rolled her eyes, "what I'm doing here is known and accepted by the council."

My blood boiled at the mention of those senile bastards.

My heart trembled in alarm as my mind reeled in ideas on how I was going to get out of this alive. It wasn't time to act yet... not yet.

The element of surprise was the only thing I could take advantage of here. Tianna has underestimated me based on the fact that she's never heard of me before. Having such close connections to the council, she was bound to take note of all the high-ranking members of our kind. Anyone below that wasn't worth her attention.

I was making a bet on this one... something I wasn't a fan of doing because of my fear of taking risks.

"Answer me this," I gritted out through my clenched jaw, aiming to agitate her again, "how did you convince a man to betray his entire family for a bitch like you?"

The pressure on my chest immediately lifted and I coughed and turned to my side, keeping my gaze trained on Tiana's face. Her face flashed with many emotions that I couldn't quite pinpoint, yet I had successfully succeeded in surprising her.

But again, I couldn't quite understand why she reacted so strongly every time I brought up her mate.

I took advantage of her distraction and quickly rolled over, kicking my legs out to knock her off her feet. My legs trembled in pain at the force I mustered into that kick.

She yelped in surprise as she fell onto the floor with an oomph. I took that time to quickly crawl myself across the room and used the wall to help me stand. I glared at her as she got up as well.