Tasting Drakness

Chapter 10

Darius watches my face for a second, and I swallow as his eyes run down my body and to my lap, making me shift uncomfortably. He growls; the noise makes goosebumps cover me as he towers over me.

“Lycus, go get her some clothes. Kalen, go grab her a shirt until Lycus comes back so she can shower,” Darius says before pushing off the bed away from me. Lycus nods to him before walking out, and so does Kalen, leaving me with Darius and Tobias.

“You attend every class. Someone will pick you up from your room of a morning to take you down to the mess hall, which is where all meals are for those that live here.”

“Where am I?” I ask before I can stop myself. Darius didn’t like being talked over as he took a deep breath, and I watched his hand’s fist at his sides before looking down.

“Meals are in the mess hall. I will have some books sent in here; under no circumstances are you to tell anyone here you are our mate. If you do, you will wish you were in the cells, am I clear.”

“Crystal,” I tell him.

“Also,” Tobias says, stepping closer to the bed and moving to stand beside Darius.

out of our way and if you can behave and do as you’re told, you will have

I asked, confused. He appeared t o be

It isn’t up for discussion, “Tobias says just as Kalen walks back into the room. He has a folded shirt in his hands, and he

something to eat when you are out of the shower,” Darius says before turning on his heel and walking out. He stops at the door, looking expectantly at Kalen, who turns around when Tobias touches his shoulder, nodding toward the door. Kalen leaves. He looked like he wanted to say something but kept it t o himself. They both go, and Tobias remains looking

us reason too. Kalen may not want you dead, but the rest of us do; just remember that,” He says before walking out and closing the door behind him. I

hadn’t had a hot shower in god knows how long, usually washing in lakes or streams. It wasn’t the same. You never really felt clean with only cold water, and I was lucky to find soap when I could. I suppose that’s what happens when

me, and there was a colossal bath that could easily fit five people in it comfortably that sat in the middle of the room. A toilet was in

at myself in the mirror. I looked different from what I remembered. My face had changed; it was slimmer. I didn’t look like the same eighteen-year-old girl when I left the boarding school. Now I look older, drained of life. I was skinnier, my hair dull and lifeless. It was so much

to the other

is shampoo and soap in the niches, spare toothbrush,” He walks over before bending down

a toothbrush before handing

observing the man. He nods, and I hear talking in