Oath of Blood, Price of Lies

My tribe was facing ruin, pushed to the brink by a relentless logging corporation.

Desperate, I turned to the only person powerful enough to help: Caleb Thorne, the man I once loved.

He welcomed me, listened to my pleas, and for a fleeting month, he gave me hope.

But it was all a cruel illusion.

One night, he cornered me, his eyes blazing with fury, and accused my people of murdering his sister years ago.

He knew our secrets, our sacred blood.

My oath, meant to protect my tribe, sealed my lips, even though I knew the truth-we had saved his sister.

So, he made me his slave.

He drained my blood monthly, used my bone marrow, and made me serve his cruel "wives."

I was a ghost, dying slowly, my very essence being consumed for a crime I didn't commit.

He watched me endure unspeakable pain, never once believing my innocence.

How could the man I loved, the boy who once saw wonder in me, become such a monster?

Would his thirst for vengeance truly consume me before the truth ever saw the light of day?