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Chapter 5

While Sookie was having a heart to heart conversation with Jason...

Eric's POV:

Two days has passed since the last time Felipe de Castro tortured me. Nobody has come here. I have been left alone, chained to the walls, and starving.

If I fell to my dead sleep, then the chains would cut off my wrists. This was the reason I have kept myself barely awake during the daytime to prevent it. Growing them back would be a slow and painful process which I didn't wish to go through.

However, tonight I woke up considering it as the only solution to get me out of here. Let the silver cut my wrists, and then I would go away until I grew them back. Afterwards, I would come back and fight Felipe de Castro. I didn't know what he would do while I was hiding growing my limbs, but that was a risk that I would have to take.

I had a plan for tonight. Right before the sunrise l'll cut my wrists and escape from here.

I won't be able to go too far away, but I could always dig up a hole and bury myself for a few days. All I needed was to feed. I'll survive. I could do this!

I haven't fed in who knows how many days, but as soon as I get out of here I'll drain a few humans. That should help me recover maybe halfway. The thought made me hungrier and sad at the same time because I didn't like to kill unless it was necessary. This time, it was necessary.

I looked down at my naked body and I could see the damage done to it. I was slowly deteriorating. The muscles were drying up. It was going to take me a while to heal back. Maybe that was what Felipe de Castro wanted; to turn me into a living mummy.

Unable to walk, move, or defend myself.

No. I couldn't let him do that to me. I would rather lose my limbs.

I wondered what Pam has been doing in my absence. I knew she has been distressed because I could feel it through our bond. However, I have kept her from feeling what I was going through. She didn't even know my location. I didn't want her to lose control or to risk her life trying to find me. I needed her with a clear head and on the business. She knew I was a survivalist and that I'll find a way out of this.

However, today she was more distressed than the previous days. Her feelings were all over the place. Something was happening to her and I wasn't there to help her. I closed my eyes and prayed to whatever god was out there to help her.

It had been maybe a couple of hours, I think, and Pam continued sending me her distressed feelings. I was growing impatient. I couldn't concentrate here. Maybe I should cut my wrists and escape from this place now. It wasn't sunrise yet and Felipe might still have his vampire guards in here. I didn't know if I could fight them under the physical state I was in.

As time went by, Pam's signals grew stronger as if she was getting closer to me. I knew she couldn't sense me because I blocked the bond on my side. How could she be getting closer to me?

I heard sounds on the distance followed by a few sets of steps a few seconds afterwards. Those steps were coming into the building or whatever this place was.

And I felt Pam. She was actually here.

I straighten up a little bit. I didn't want her to see me defeated. I didn't want her to see me like this.

She wasn't alone. But the question was quickly answered as they entered the room. Felipe de Castro have brought her here.

There were five male vampires holding her down and two of them had multiple visible bruises. I wanted to smile at the scene, but I didn't. Pam had been defending herself. She was a fierce fighter and I approved her actions.

Pam looked scared. She looked at me and for a split of a second she was horrified by my appearance.

"Eric" Pam said followed by a punch to her stomach by one of her holding guards. She was left breathless.

A sudden realization hit me like a million volts lightening falling on my head. They wanted to torture Pam too. They wanted to do the same to her.

No. I couldn't let them do this.

"Your Majesty..." I started to say, but he cut me off immediately.

"Silence Eric. I'm a man of my word and I'm here to prove it to you," he said as he waived his hand in his accustomed fashionable way.

They turned and left the room. All of them. Taking Pam with them.

They went to a nearby room and I could hear the commotion.

I had to break loose. I pushed my wrists against the silver chains to cut the bone. The pain was almost intolerable, but I had to get lose and somehow free Pam too. I didn't want them to do this to her.

A few minutes had passed and the silver was still eating out the bones.

Just a little bit more.

I bit my tongue to prevent any involuntary screaming. Yet, out of nowhere, Pam scream echoed the room.

Followed by another scream. And another one. And another one.

For the first time in centuries, I was left immobile. I froze. My immobile heart jumped in accelerated pumps receiving Pam's feelings through our blood bond. She was in deep pain, scared, and pissed as hell.

What the fuck were they doing to her? I panicked.

Now I had more reasons to remove these silver chains off my wrists. I must help her.

A few minutes had passed when Felipe de Castro entered the room with a smile plastered on his face. He was holding a piece of cloth on his hand. And it was bloody.

He approached me while he kept his eyes on my wrists. Now he knew about my plan. Fuck.

Without saying a word, he opened the bloody piece of cloth for my viewing. It held Pam's toes. All ten of them.

If I had a beating heart, it would have stopped working. My blood left my body. At least, whatever blood I had left.

I growled loud. My fangs were dying to rip his throat. My hands wanted to smash his head into thousands of tiny pieces.

I hated him. With this, he has sealed his death. It could take me one day, a week, or a century, but I will be the one giving him his final death. The same goes to Freyda, fucking Queen of Oklahoma.

"I believe I hold your attention now... don't I?" Felipe de Castro said with his sarcastic, thick Spanish accent. Bastard!

"I will do it," I said without a second thought.

Felipe de Castro tilted his head, looking at me as if I had grown a second head. He smiled in triumph.

"I didn't hear you well Eric. What exactly is it that you will do?" Felipe de Castro mocked.

"I will marry Freyda," I said looking at him straight into his eyes.

Felipe de Castro's face was of a winner. He smiled showing me his fangs. He was beaming with happiness.

After a few seconds, he recovered and looked at me straight into the eye. "Next time will be Sookie, and I don't believe a human can recover from missing limbs. Make sure to remember that."

Felipe de Castro called one of his guards and within a second he was by his side. "Bring our friend Pam," the guard nodded and left. Two guards returned dragging her. She couldn't balance her body to a standing position. They dropped her on the floor, and Pam didn't look at me.

"Free him" Felipe de Castro said, and the guards immediately removed the silver chains off me. I fell to the floor. My muscles betrayed me once again.

I dragged my naked body towards Pam. Slowly.

Two other guards entered the room with 2 humans and threw them on the floor. They were unconscious.

"At least this small snack will help you to get on the way to recovery. In two nights I will visit you in Fangtasia, and we will finalize the contract of your marriage to Queen of Oklahoma."

And with that, he was gone, followed by his guards.

I dragged my unresponsive body across the floor towards the humans. The concrete floor scratched even further my open wounds and I hissed with excruciating pain. A snail would be faster than me. I growled with frustration.

Pam dragged herself faster, and with one smooth motion, she threw me one of the humans. I drained him without hesitation.

The instant relief on my body felt amazing. My decaying muscles slowly started to come back to life. My broken bones started to heal back to their original position. They were not completely healed, but it was a start.

Some left over silver residues from the bucket of infested water were still on my skin and they continue burning.

I turned my gaze to Pam who was still not looking at me. I stood up, slowly. It took me a few seconds to recover the balance, and even though the bottom of my feet burnt when I stepped on the small puddles of the water with silver, that didn't stop me from going to Pam.

I got on my knees, put my hands around her face, and push it up until her eyes met mine. Her face was stained with her bloody tears. "I am sorry Pam. This should have never happened to you."

She gave me a small smile. "All I care is that you are well. I have been desperately looking for you. Felipe must die." She said without hesitation.

I put my finger on her mouth to silence her, "not here" and she nodded. I spotted the piece of bloody cloth that held Pam's toes on the floor. I checked them out and luckily her toes were still there. I brought them to her, and with her help we try to put them in place the best we could. I grabbed the second human and brought it to Pam. "Drink. It will help to attach your toes instead of having to grow them back."

She shook her head denying the feeding, "you are weak Eric. You need your strength." She lifted her hands and cleaned my bloody face. I hadn't realized that I was crying.

"No. I will survive this. You need to feed now. It's an order. I want your toes attached to your body." I growled at her and we started the glaring pissing contest, but I didn't back down. I didn't give her any other options.

She sank her fangs on the human while I helped her to hold the toes in place. Instantly, a thin tissue started to form a link to the loose toes. I knew that this could go either way and I hoped this plan would work.

She drained the human and threw it to the side. I held her on my arms, and with a lot of effort I lifted her. She leaned her head on my chest and hissed at the touch of my wet skin. Small particles of silver were still there. She looked at me, but we didn't say anything. I carried her out of that room and away from there. Far away where nobody could find us.

Note: I hope that you are enjoying Eric's POV. The Viking is smart, and he will come up with a plan to save Pam, Sookie, and himself. So, hold on to your seats because this will turn into a bloody battle. Reviews are more than welcome. Let me know your thoughts!