Chapter 5 Anything for her

CHAPTER 5

ERIC'S POV

I helped Adrianna up, watching her closely to see if there were any chance she'd remember me. But she showed no signs. Avoiding looking at me and ashamed of being naked in our midst, she feebly tried to pull away from my hold, heart-wrenching sobs tearing from her throat as she did. But her struggles were futile.

I gagged her and covered her head with a small sack bag I pulled out from my suit pocket like Alpha Nolan ordered me. The slaves, after being bought, must have their heads covered or blindfolded before being taken out of the castle. This was to ensure none of them memorized the castle's layout and eventually thought of escaping and reporting to anyone.

I was about to take her to the door when I noticed a smear of blood at the back of her elbow. She must have sustained that cut after she fell. I scolded myself internally for doing that to her. I had stormed into the room thinking Alpha Nolan was in danger because of the way he shouted my name. Though I felt a weight against the door when I wanted to open it, I didn't know she was the one. And that made me forcefully push the door open.

Fuck...! How much I hated seeing her hurt. How much I hated seeing those tears that filled her eyes. How much I hated seeing all these faded bruises and scars all over her body.

It made me want to make Alpha Hermes pay right here and now with his blood. I wondered what sort of dehumanizing treatments he subjected her and the other omega girls to, because they all seemed broken both inside and out. Broken beyond repair. This wasn't something I'd wish for anyone to go through. Not even my worst enemy.

As I turned and looked at the two of them casually chatting away like nothing ever mattered to them, I glared at them as if to strangle them to death with my eyes. As if they noticed I was staring, Nolan stopped talking and shot me a look.

I quickly averted my gaze.

"What?" He asked irritably. "What are you still doing here? Why are you wasting time?"

"She's bleeding," I said, pointing at Adrianna's wounded elbow.

"So?..." He stated nonchalantly, his anger simmering as he seemed to take offence from what I said. "What do you want me to do? Lick it clean or use my thousand-dollar designer suit to wipe it?"

Internally, I slashed out a furious breath and looked away from him, almost unable to resist the urge to roll my eyes and say something back at him. He was arrogant, insufferable, and so disgustingly full of himself that it made my blood boil. But I kept my mouth shut, like I always did. The reason I kept working for him was because of the huge pay that came with it. He made me an offer I couldn't resist after I emerged the winner at the local underground fighting tournament.

Apparently, he was a regular at the Blood Pit, which was the name of the fight arena, a VIP who used to place bets on the fighters and look for potential scouts to be his bodyguards. That was the reason he picked me to be his head bodyguard-because I was one of the strongest and toughest fighters he'd ever seen.

Unlike the underground fights where I had to put my body through hell and face the risk of dying before I could get paid, being his head bodyguard was nothing like that. He was rarely in danger. All I just had to do was follow him wherever he went, stay by his side all the time, and handle some of his dirty work. By the end of the month, I'd get paid thousands of dollars. Not to mention the other perks, such as the bonuses, housing, and travel allowances that came with the work. If not, I would have left a long time ago because I wasn't a fan of his arrogant attitude and illegal and immoral dealings. Despite being the Alpha king of his kingdom, he was the most corrupt person I have ever seen. They all were!

"Hey buddy, don't be an a$$hole, okay?" Hermès caught my attention with his sarcastically mocking tone. "Just wipe the blood with your handkerchief or jacket, or better, you can lick it clean yourself. It's no big deal." He shrugged casually.

Nolan snorted and smirked. He crossed his arms eagerly against his chest as though this was becoming kind of interesting to him. "Yes, buddy, lick the blood clean. I'd like to watch, since you're so bothered about it. After all, you caused it."

"Uh... what boss?" I stammered, my brows knitting in confusion as I was thrown off balance from shock. Did I just hear that right?

"Don't make me repeat myself, knockout," Nolan warned, his expression suddenly serious. "You know I'm not one to do that. If you don't do it, we'll make her bleed even more and make you watch."

A sickly smile spread across his lips. He had that twisted, thrilling look on his face he got whenever he watched someone get tortured, dismembered or watched his slave pets get raped by his colleagues in the open. Just thinking of that made me want to throw up.

Hermes, on the other hand, didn't hold back his amusement as he giggled like a psycho, looking forward to a riveting show.

I honestly don't get how psychos like them could be Alpha Kings.

Taking hold of Adrianna's arm, I hesitated a bit. I looked at her covered face, wishing I could take that sack off and see her face, see those large doe eyes of hers. Her body was tense. I could hear her heart thundering in her chest as though she was caught up in a life-threatening situation.

This was the sickest thing anyone could do. I didn't want to do it. But at the same time, I didn't want to see her get hurt ever again. I want to do everything in my power to relieve her of all that pain and agony she'd been through.

These two were psychos and will no doubt carry on with their threat and make me watch just for the fun of it. The last thing I want is to see her being cut open like the rest of the other girls.

Lowering my head, I steeled my resolve and licked the blood clean off her elbow with my tongue, feeling the metallic tang spread across my mouth. She winced to suppress the pain she felt as I did it.

Lifting my head, I tightened my jaw and kept a straight face as I turned to face Nolan and Hermes, letting them know I had done it. I clenched my fist beside me, but without them knowing, feeling my knuckles crack under the pressure of rage I dared not show. I will do anything for Adrianna. Anything to save her from these bastards...