16 The Three Families (1/2)

Everyone in the room falls silent at my aunt's voice. It was like a poisonous viper had slithered into the room. No one dared to say anything to her.

”Please, I lost control of myself, I didn't mean to disrespect your niece!” He pleads as his arms wretched into different positions that are unnatural for the arm. But his plea falls on the deaf ears of my aunt, she seems like a vengeful spirit.

Her mouths twisted into an evil smile as she continues to inflict pain on him. Blood tears began to pour from his eyes. I'd cooled down a little at this point, and I could see the horrified expression on the face of Kieran and his mother.

Kieran's eyes are watering, and he looks on with an expression of disbelief on his face as his father's being manhandled by a woman. His mother was gnashing her teeth together, as she watches her husband.

The two had very different reactions to the situation that was unfolding in front of their eyes.

Looking away from the two of them, I look towards my aunt. She's gotten him down on his knees with his arm twisted nastily behind his back. There was no escaping from her in that hold, he was completely pinned down by her.

”Isn't this shameful, I'm sure that you didn't want to show your son this disgraceful appears. But no need to worry, it would be distasteful to ruin everyone night by relieving you of your throat here and now.

However, let me make one thing very clear at this moment in time. Never shall you ever raise this hand or any other towards my niece. If I found that you don't listen to my warning, you'll find out just how painful one's death can be,” she whispers lovingly into his ear, as she places a sweet kiss onto his face.

A blood-red kiss mark appears on his cheek, the bloodied tears running out of his eyes look pale in comparison to the red of that kiss mark. It was almost like that kiss mark was a brand that would never fade.

After kissing his cheek and giving him a warning, she releases his arm and he stumbles backwards. The others that had stepped forward in support of him, looks like they wanted to vomit blood. They'd miscalculated, I honestly wonder if they were evening thinking to begin with.

Why would they step up against me in the first place? One shouldn't try to make hasty advance if they weren't assured of victory.

”I'll ask that you excuse yourself, I'm sure that you know the way. Please see yourselves out of my family's home,” I say moving towards my aunt.

She stood strong like a poisonous flower that wouldn't yield. Kieran and his family had mixed emotions on their faces, for the most part, it consisted of embarrassment and shame. But I couldn't help but catch the look that the mother cast my way as she helped her son to his feet.

The look carried enough venom to kill, but she quickly masked her intentions and began to usher Kieran out of the room. The crowd made a part and quickly moved out of the way. No one wanted to get caught up in the bad company.

Kieran's face reflected a great deal of embarrassment as they left. His eyes are bleeding blood red blood. Soon, they'd vanished, and the room's eye turns towards me. However, there were none that looked at me with contempt or disgust or anger about what just transpired.

Instead, it felt like everyone was properly pleased with themselves over everything. But that could also be because my aunt was standing right next to me, like an imposing knight.

”Now, little niece,” her voice echoes in my ear and I felt a chill run up my back.

”Auntie,” I murmur softly.

”What were you thinking, you shouldn't have done that without one of us around. What if he'd hit you, we'd have to behead him on the spot, that isn't proper for a party. We'll not a party like this,” she states as she bends down and brushes a hand down my face.

That sinking feeling in my stomach just vanished, and I remember that there was something illogical about my aunt, to begin with.

Actually, in terms of logic, maybe, I was the illogical one. Everything was different, I wasn't in the same world as I had been in. I was a child in a world, that was vastly different from the last. Maybe, it was time that I recognized that I needed to apply the logic of this world, instead of my own.

”I'm sorry auntie,” I say lifting my head to face her.

A brilliant smile blossoms on her face as she pats my head slightly, being careful not to disrupt the clear flower in my hair.

”I don't mean to scold you on your special day darling,” she tells me with a nod of her head.

Before I could respond, the sound of a door being thrown open destroys the moment. Looking to my right, I find that my Mother and Father, along with Silvyr's family are making their way forward.

My mother was leading the head of the pack. A hard to read expression on her face. Soon she was right in front of me. Silvyr and the small human child had moved closer to me at this point, as well.