Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]-Chapter 267: Captured

Jules’ pov

When I blinked my eyes open, bright lights shone into them, temporarily blinding me and sending a wave of pain through my head. I forced myself to my side, and then I began to cough and heave.

"Easy there." A deep, familiar voice crooned and I instantly stiffened, and when I lifted my head up, my eyes landed on my father, sitting in a seat and appearing really relaxed.

My eyes fell close and let out a pained sound as my head pounded again. I tried racking my brain for what happened and why u was here, and that was when it slowly began to hit me.

As soon as everything flooded back into my head, I was on my feet, panic shrugging through my entire body in waves.

"Where is Blaze? Where the hell is he??" I yelled loudly while my heart began to desperately hammer against my chest.

My father waved his hand and rolled his eyes. "Relax, son. He’s safe." He drawled and I bristled with anger and disgust.

"Don’t fucking call me that." I seethed and he hummed, leaning forward in his seat while his eyes began to gleam.

"You now have a fire inside of you. You don’t seem like the pushover you were while growing up and it’s really commendable. I guess I should have recognized your potential back then." He noted, eying me closely and I felt myself start to seeth again.

"Where is he? What did you do to him? I need to see him right now." I demanded and he let out a sigh before waving me off again.

"He’s sleeping, he got put down because he put up a really good fight despite the damages his spirit is already suffering." He commented and I frowned in confusion.

"Damages?" I mumbled and he hummed.

"Damages from using the soul draining technique. It’s effective and it’s a gift only demons can possess. However, it has a downside and the downside of it is that the more it gets used, the more the soul within the person gets consumed by the dark force within him. That particular dark force feeds on the souls of the hundreds of people being killed by that way. It usually starts off small but as it grows; it begins to consume the soul of the technique welder and once fully consumed; his demon side would fully surface, and his human and wolf sides would completely disappear forever. And when that happens... he won’t be able to recognize you or anyone else, he’d just be a raging demon." He shrugged once he was done speaking and I let out a shaky breath, falling to my knees as shocked consumed me fully.

"So, this means he has been in danger this whole time?" I whispered and got a hum in response.

"What if you’re lying?" I demanded after a few moments, glaring across the room where my father was still seated.

"What would I gain from lying?" He scoffed and I pointed a hand at him.

"I don’t know? Maybe ask yourself that question. What did you gain from murdering your own family?" I hurled at him and he let out a long sigh while massaging his forehead.

"Sometimes, people have to lose something to gain something. It was either that or I would one day disappear forever. I needed to become a god again." He responded and I scoffed in disbelief.

He was a very selfish and vile man.

"Show me where Blaze is. I want to see him at least." I demanded after rising to my feet again.

"Very well then." He drawled, and then he waved his hand in the air, conjuring a circle shaped hole against the ground, and I stared at it closely till Blaze’s face materialized. He appeared to be in deep sleep, but he was also restrained.

"Why is he tied up??!" I cried out and my father shrugged just as the image disappeared.

"It was either that or he fully killed my men. He already killed over a dozen in only a few minutes. He really is a psychopath." He informed me and I let out a scoff, feeling extremely angry.

"How did you even know where I was?"

"You were sold out," he responded and I frowned.

"The Middle Aged woman sold us out?" I questioned and he shook his head.

"Nah. A bunch of thugs." He responded as he got to his feet.

"Is the middle aged woman okay?" I asked next and he nodded again and I felt a little relieved.

"What about Kim? Where is he? And is he really my brother?!" I demanded as he walked around the large room.

"He’s somewhere safe. And yes, he’s your half brother."

I blinked in confusion.

"How...?"

"I had him with a witch. That was what got me demoted from my god ranking. Gods are never supposed to lie with mortals. But I was blinded with lust, so I usually take on the image of a mortal and that was how I bedded the witch. The witch’s coven was furious after finding out the truth, that I was a god of greed. They called upon the rest of the gods and made the news public before I heard about it. That led to my punishment. In retaliation, I killed his mother and her entire coven. I almost killed him but decided against it, because I believed I might need him in the future. And now I do."

"Wait, what...?" I whispered in confusion, mind reeling in disbelief.

"Since he has bits of untapped magic with you, and he also shares your blood, he’ll have to get killed. That’s needed for the sacrifice I’d have to make. It’s the second thing I need after taking your magic, that’s the only way I can become a god again. You’ll have to also kill him uourself, by draining out his untapped magic along with all his blood.

Bile rose in my throat and I staggered a little.

This man was beyond crazy at this point.

"I’ll never do it!" I cried out while my heart raced fast.

"You have to do it."

I bristled, shaking my head adamantly. "I’ll never ever do it!" I cried out again and he scoffed.

"I know you don’t have a problem with killing any longer. You killed Taylor after all." He reminded me and I jutted my chin out even though my chest suddenly felt tight.

"He deserved it." I seethed.

"Kim deserves it as well, because his existence ruined mine. He’d mind it anyway, because the family I put him in do treat him like garbage." He drawled in amusement.

"I’m still not doing it." I reminded him and he shrugged.

"We’ll see." He stated as he began to walk closer to me, making me feel uneasy.

"Do you know that Blaze’s father wants him dead? And I agreed to help him with that?" He revealed and everything halted within me right before I gaped at him.

"And you do know that id have no use for you after I take your magic." He continued.

"I know you don’t want to die like your siblings and mother, so I’m willing to spare your life... if you agree to kill Blaze. If you help with that, your life would be spared."

I stared at him for a few moments before crackling with laughter.

"I’ll never do it." I finally spat once the unfunny, bitter laugh died down.

"I don’t even care if I die, but I’ll never ever assist anyone in that. I’ll never let you or anyone kill him either." I swore, voice low and filled with so much hatred.

"Wow." He finally breathed out, taking a step back and I had to force myself to calm down because all my insides were previously heating up with scorching anger.

"I didn’t realize you were this protective of him." He commented, and then he shrugged.

"But you still have to do it to save your life. I know you feel conflicted. This was how I felt when planning that massacre."

I let out a bitter laugh. "No, you were willing to do that because you’re selfish and greedy. That’s why you considered that in the first place. I’ll never even consider that. Like I said before, I don’t care if I die but I’ll never do it."

"You do know that I can kill him right now, right? He’s literally in my captive but I’m willing to let him go because I want us to have a deal. I don’t want to take anything from you forcefully. I want you to willingly give me your magic and do the other things as well, then your life would be spared and I’d make you extremely powerful once I’m a god again. I know you dream of becoming a great king, I can bring that to life when I become a god. I’ll make you into a celebrity and you’ll be the happiest person on earth."

"All what you’ve just mentioned sounds bleak to me if Blaze won’t be by my side." I sneered at him at once.