Hellbound Heart

Sebastian could do nothing but act like a puppet. He would do anything that she wanted. His entire being was already blackened. There was nothing left to be burned and hurt within his soul any longer. He would just do everything she wanted to keep his sisters alive until his brother returned.

That was all he had to do right now.

But in his mind, he had planned that after this, he was going to die with that monster if that's what it takes. He was going to be the one to kill her. He would give everything to bring her to hell. Even if it would take his life so he could drag her there along with him, then so be it. He was willing to be the collateral for it.

He sat at the corner of the filthy room when the monster was not there and thought of nothing but how to slaughter and torture her one day. Those scenes were the only things replaying in his head the entire time when he was not at the monster's beck and call, and he felt himself spiraling down into madness.

The only thing that was keeping the last strand of sanity left in him from snapping was ... the wolf the monster had left in the room to watch over him.

The light brown wolf was used by the witch to watch over him. The wolf functioned as her eyes whenever she was away.

Whenever Sebastian started to laugh by himself like he was losing it, the wolf would come closer to him and distract him from totally losing control of himself.

The wolf was big and its fur was surprisingly soft. It stood before him and snuggled up to him, its hazel eyes were bright and seemingly expressive.

At first, Sebastian hated the wolf. He ignored it and pushed it away, knowing full well that its purpose was to serve the monster who had forcefully enslaved him. But the wolf was relentless and kept on trying to disturb his deadly thoughts. It did not fear him even when Sebastian began to threaten it.

Until before he knew it, he found himself talking to the wolf even if it could not talk back. And then one time, he found himself walking up as he was cuddling the wolf, unwillingly enjoying the very first and only warmth he had ever felt in his cold, dark, prison - figuratively as well as literally.

And as time passed, Sebastian had found a little solace in the presence of the wolf. Something that his sanity could grasp onto and allow him to preserve that last bit of that sense of self.

The wolf, he later realized, was just like himself. Both of them were slaves and being kept there against their will. And right now, in this hell, they did not have anyone or anything else but each other.

Sebastian was glad for the wolf being there because he still wanted to still be sane at least until the day of this monster's fall. He wanted to see her suffer with his very own eyes first. And to enjoy seeing her downfall and suffering, he needed to be in his right mind. So, he must hold on. He must not succumb until then.

A time came when the monster had returned without warning and saw them sleeping together on the floor, with Sebastian cuddling the wolf for warmth and companionship.

However, the monster had gotten jealous and furious that she started punishing the wolf, kicking and whipping it right before Sebastian's eyes.

Sebastian tried not to show that he cared. He put on a poker face and just stared and watched on callously and without any emotions. Because he knew that the moment he showed any form of attention, the monster would make the wolf suffer even more than it was already suffering.

"Such a little bitch!!! Your job was to watch over the prince! Not to cuddle with him like a slut!" the woman yelled and hit the wolf so hard that a gush of blood poured out of its mouth.

Unable to hold himself back anymore, Sebastian spoke up. "Are you even able to be jealous of an animal?" he said, trying his best to keep his voice and expression blank, so he would not show her how truly disgusted he was. However, his insides were churning and he so very much wanted to vomit out whatever he had inside his stomach.

"Animal?" The monster stopped whipping the wolf and then faced Sebastian who was still sitting on the floor.

Smirking villainously, the woman glanced down at the bleeding wolf and spat out something. Sebastian belatedly realized that it was a spell.

And the wolf... it started to transform.

Sebastian's lips parted slightly in shock as he watched the wolf slowly turn into a... teenage girl around his age.

A werewolf... the wolf was actually a werewolf!

Sebastian had thought that werewolves had gone extinct for a long time now. Their kind had been hunted and annihilated that not a single one of them had managed to survive. So how was there this werewolf here?

"Surprised?" The woman asked as Sebastian's gaze was glued to the now naked and badly battered up girl on the floor. She was whimpering and whining in pain, her body was slightly hunched up in a 'C' from the extreme pain she was experiencing.

"She's the last one of her kind." The monster continued. "I am planning to have her as a guinea pig in the future to make her useful to me. So I was not going to kill her just yet." She then turned back to the girl and kicked her right in the stomach, causing her to cry out in pain and curl into a fetal position. "However... you listen up bitch! If I find you trying to seduce and play around with my boy again, you're dead. You got that?!"

Grabbing her golden-brown hair, the monster made her look up at her and hissed out viciously. "Did you hear what I said, Alysa?"