Chapter 89: Chained
(Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
Lily’s chest heaved as she stared up at Zayn, his words echoing in her mind. Her hands trembled as she reached for his arm, desperate to find the man she knew was still in there somewhere.
“Don’t touch me!” Zayn snapped, jerking away.
Lily shook her head frantically. She raised her hands, moving to sign rapidly. She tried to reach him through the only means she had left.
‘Please, Zayn. This isn’t you.’
Her signing only enraged him further. She could see the disgust and annoyance in his eyes. He was clenching his jaw tightly, knuckles strained and turning white.
“Even now, you defy me,” he growled, moving toward the far corner of the cave.
Lily’s eyes widened as her blood ran cold. The distinct sound of chains dragged across the stone floor echoed through the cave. She recognized it instantly. This was the same sound she’d heard the night of the full moon.
Silver chains. The same ones Zayn had been bound with on the night of the full moon. The same ones Zayn was once bound with during his enslavement.
Unbeknownst to Zayn, Lily was all too familiar with them, too. Her father would often punish and humiliate her with the same silver chains. She was transfixed on them, shaking, as Zayn jingled them in front of her.
“Your father used to love using these. Let’s see how you like them.”
Lily shook her head, backing away. Zayn roughly grabbed onto her wrists and bound them together with the silver chains. The cold metal bit into her skin as she struggled. Once secured, Zayn pulled her hands above her head. She winced, chains digging into her flesh.