Alpha's Blind Luna novel Chapter 69

The next time I woke, I was hanging back up in my usual position. My eyes were wrapped with gauze from my nose up to my forehead. The pounding in my head was the same. It happened every time they put me under. It would take days for it to go away. I took stock of my body. Toes moved. Fingers moved. Muscles in my legs and arms were tight but could move. I had been out for a while then just hung up to dry.

“It’s awake, sir.”

My brow furrowed and I cocked my head slightly. Usually there wasn’t someone in here watching. It was only just a guard check. There was another few moments and the door opened to the right of me.

“Well, well. It survived at least.”

A door swung open and I could smell their cologne as they got closer.

“You alive, mutt?”

I didn’t say anything. They grabbed my chin and yanked me up. I could feel their breath fan on skin and it made me convulse.

“We fixed your voice so you could speak. Didn’t they once hail you as the best singer? What was it? ‘She could charm a fey’? Isn’t that what they said? Come, mutt, sing for me.”

Smirking, I took a breath and spit right in his face. His hand came across my cheek but I felt no pain.

“Still fight! Still obstinate! Honestly, if I hadn’t seen Micah do it, I would have thought it was impossible. But we will. You will be ours. Don’t you worry.”

He disappeared from in front of me as his footsteps lead out of the room or cell I was being kept in. The door slammed shut, the sound making me wince as the headache was still drilling into my head. My head fell and I sagged against the chains. I let the darkness take me again.

-

The door slammed open to the room. I shrunk away from the sound into the wall. There were multiple people coming in. I tried to lift myself up but I was so weak and tired, I couldn’t even manage to lift my head.

“Sir, are you ready?”

A man spoke as someone tapped a pen on his clipboard. “Yes, of course. Today we get to see if our operation worked.”

Someone else stepped forward. From their cold hands, they were a vampire, but from the smell of their perfume it was a woman. Her hands came up and nimbly took off the bandages around my head. She pulled them off carefully but my eyes were still shut. They felt like they were glue together.

“Get me the alcohol.”

Moments later, a cold, wet towel brushed against my eyes and my nose was assaulted by the smell of pure alcohol. At first, she was gentle but then she started to scrub. I growled when it felt like she was peeling my skin.

“Most of the glue has been removed. I will remove the stitches now.”

Cold metal brushed against my skin and there was the snip of the shears. It pulled my eyelids together and I hadn’t really tried to open my eyes, but I was glad I didn’t. Considering they were not only glued by stitched shut. The pulling of the stitches finally came out and I sighed.

“Open your eyes now.”

It still felt like I was lifting weights with my eyelids but when I was finally able to crack them open, I squeezed them shut. Light filtered through them and it hurt.

“Open your eyes.” The order came harsher this time.

I tried opening them again, the bright lights seemingly burning my eyes. Blinking a few times, I realized that the light calmed down enough for me to see figures. They were blurry but they were there. Tears filled my eyes and spilled over. I could see. For the first time since I was four, I could see with my own eyes.

A bright light shined in them and I winced back but a hand held my chin forward.

“She’s reacting to the light, which is a good sign. Pupils are dilating and eyes are adjusting.”

“Which eyes did we end up going with?”

“One of the fey we had captured. She was powerful and it seemed her power was emanating from her eyes, which is why we chose them. She still had power when we removed them, therefore we felt these were optimal.”

The woman pulled my chin up and I could see her blurry face. She must have been turned in her early twenties. Her glasses sat low on her nose, which turned up slightly.

“It looks like there will still be some time before the optic nerves have the chance to completely heal. Also make a note that they are on longer the original silver color but have changed to an amber color.”

“Will she be able to have access to both powers?"

The woman stepped away, and someone else stepped up with her and they were leaning over, consulting something. “We don’t know yet. With it being fey magic, we don’t know how it would trigger that. We also don’t know how the Alpha King power is triggered.”

“Boss will be happy that the surgery was a success so far. This bodes well for the big one.

“Agreed.” She replied and stepped away from me.

Without another word, they all filtered out out of the room and slammed the door shut. Leaving me to stare at the grey interior of my cell. Tears started to overflow again and I squeezed me eyes shut. It was too much. I couldn’t understand any of this. Why they were doing this to me? Why were they fixing me? None of this made sense.

-

I was woken up by freezing cold water this time. My body shivered and I sputtered, coughing out water that I had breathed in.

“Wake up you mangy mutt. The boss wants to speak to you.”

Taking a couple deep breaths, I did my usual muscle check. Today it seemed my hands were more numb than usual. They hadn’t taken me down to do an experiment or torture in a while. The vampires liked to shove their dick in me while I was hanging so that was all that had been done to me between the last surgery. I wondered which boss was deciding to show up.