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Chapter 13 YOU CAN'T KILL ME

Chapter 14 BAD, BAD DREAMS

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Wolf
Kingdom.
Moon's
Wrath Pack.
It's
been seven days since Heaven arrived at the Moon's Wrath tower, and
she hasn't had a good sleep yet.
Today
is one of those days when she wakes up sweating and in fear, when the
sordid visual of her father's death haunts the walls of her room,
her demons flocking about in the mild darkness; some laughing, some
whispering barbarous ideas into her mind.
'Kill
yourself.'
'End
it all.'
'You
don't deserve all this.'
'Your
breakfast fork can be a good weapon.'
'How
about starve?'
Sitting
up on her bed, Heaven draws her knees to her chest, her chin placed
on them, and her eyes closed as her palms cover her ears.
While
resisting the urge to obey the voices, she tries to convince herself
that they will stop. And, soon, they do-when the door of her room
opens.
Heaven's
eyes snap open. There stands the maid by the door, her monolid eyes
set on Heaven.
"Morning,
ma'am, you have a dance lesson with Kaicha after breakfast," she
says quickly while rushing to set a tray of food on Heaven's
bedside stool.
She
proceeds to light all the candles in Heaven's room, including the
ones on the vanity that rests beside the window.
Heaven's
eyes dart to the vanity, its mirror-crafted with curvy intricate
designs-dulled by age. Through it, she captures the maid's swift
actions, seeing as the candle flames reflect on the girl's brown
skin, her straight black hair gathered up in a messy bun as usual.
The
mosquito net around Heaven's bed is quite thick and has a sort of
illusion that presents a clear view of the maid to Heaven even though
the former can only see little of the latter.
Because
of that, the maid walks up to the bed and lifts a part of the net.
Just
then, the window lets in a gush of dawn air that makes the flames
tremble. And Heaven shivers. Not of cold, but of the fear that still
clouds her mind.
"Are
you cold, ma'am? Do you want me to prepare a hot bath for you?"
the maid asks, her brown eyes scrutinizing Heaven's skin.
Heaven
doesn't reply, but her eyes are on the girl, glaring. "Why only
you get to ask the questions, and I don't?" she asks instead.
"You don't answer my questions, and you expect me to answer all
of yours?"
The
maid sighs. "Hot bath it is, then," she says before letting go of
the net and heading to the bathroom.
Heaven's
fingers tighten into a fist as she closes her eyes again, though she
reopens them just in time as the maid reenters the room after a few
minutes.
"Your
bath and breakfast is set, ma'am," the latter announces while
making for the door. But Heaven is faster.
She
leaps out of the bed in a flash, jumping to the maid's position and
grabbing her by the arm.
"Tell
me, what really is going on?" she asks in a frenzy but suddenly
pauses. Was that really the right question? At times like this, she
just needs one question. One meaningful question that provides the
answer to all others. "Why does Ziason want Kaicha to dance so
badly?" she queries again.
Ziason
going all these lengths just to teach Kaicha dance seems unfair. It
can't simply be that the girl wanted to dance.
There
must be something.
There's
always something that triggers an action, or series of actions, in
the wolf kingdom.
If
only she can find out why Ziason wants Kaicha to dance, then she can
understand why she's here and what's going on. She may also be
able to figure out a way to save herself from all these.
"There
has been talks of a huge war that will claim a lot of lives,
including ours," the maid says as she forcefully removes Heaven's
hand from hers, "yet all
you think about are books and some dead bodies. Many lives depend on
how you behave, ma'am. One wrong step and a lot could die. Please
consider that."
The
girl leaves the room, while Heaven stands stunned.
She
doesn't understand the meaning of the maid's last sentences. From
how she sees things, it's her life is in the hands of the Alpha,
not other lives being in her hands.
One
day, her corpse could be among the male corpses that are always
carried out of the tower. And the worst thing is nobody would know of
how she died. No one would ask about her in the human world, and no
one knows her here in the wolf kingdom.
Since
she can't understand most things about this place, she has to act
fast. Even though it's risky, she'll try escaping. Who knows,
Ziason's threat about killing her if she escapes could be empty
threats to keep her in check.
After
pacing her room for a while, Heaven dashes out of it.
She
goes straight down to the gym, peeking into it to find Ziason hasn't
arrived. That's good. Before he would come here and discover that
she was gone, she would be far gone.
But
she doesn't know how she'll leave yet.
Since
the doors are locked, Heaven scrutinizes the windows. The only halls
that are accessible to Heaven are the gym, the ground hall, and the
dance hall. And all three halls have locked windows, unlike the rooms
in the top floors that are without windows.
Ziason
probably installed the windows to block her escape. But he undermined
her. She'll certainly find a way.
Heaven
pulls the handles of all the windows in the ground hall and the gym.
They're pretty strong, so she needs something strong enough to
break one down. And her eyes just happen to catch Ziason's
dumbbells.
Heaven
smiles, reaching for them. "There you are."
She
picks up the one with lesser weight; the one she can lift and haul.
Then she throws it at the gym window, which forms a crack on the
wood.
She
hauls the dumbbell at the window again. This time, a good chunk of
the latter falls of, making it easier for Heaven to pull off the rest
of the wood with her hands. While doing so, a sharp piece of wood
slits the palm of her right hand, blood sipping out of the cut
ignored.
The
window isn't too high to climb, so she mounts it and jumps down
outside the tower, her heart beating fast as she darts to the main
gate.
Some
days ago, when a little rain fell, Heaven looked down her window and
found a small trail of water flowing out through a spot on the bottom
of the fence-beside the main gate.
She
finds the spot and realizes it's an arched carve big enough to fit
her, although barricaded by a cage.