The Beast's Possession
16: Look at me.

**Bane

pov**

He stood in front of the mirror and grinned back at me. This was a new approach of torture he had found lately. Because driving away the love of my life and hurting my friends wasn't enough, of course. The dark circles under my eyes had doubled in size, I had lost even more weight and my skin didn't look like that of a living man. Slowly, he was sucking the life out of me and the fucker enjoyed it. "Bane, Bane, Bane," he dragged my name, making it sound disgusting. So much so that my skin was crawling.

I had to tighten my jaw and grit my teeth to withstand not only looking at what I had become but also listening to him.

While a part of me understood that I sounded like a whiny baby, I couldn't help it. The hate, anger and resentment that grew more in size within me every day was choking me. Why did this shit have to happen to me? What had I done to deserve it? Be born? Fucking bullshit.

"Oh, you poor baby, don't start the pity party without me just yet. We have things to do, people to hurt and rumors to spread today. Chin up, champ, the future is looking brighter now that I can guide your lovesick mind in the right direction. Actually, you should be worshiping and praising me. Look at me, doing everything you couldn't."

Every time he had a chance, he mocked me. He took great pleasure in making me feel like shit, and these days, he did it in front of the mirror so I was forced to look at myself as my voice spoke words I didn't mean.

In a way, he was doing a great job. The more he repeated the words, the easier it was for me to believe in everything that left his filthy mouth.

"Honestly, I must admit, you managed to surprise me. Of all the Alphas I had plagued, I expected the most from you. The superior one with a great purpose turned out to be the weak link of the bloodline." He laughed, shaking my head like a lunatic.

The hum that followed his words sent shivers down my spine. It was a sound of thinking, one that came only before he was about to tell me everything he planned to do to me and whoever stood in his way.

"Bane, son," he chuckled. "Ah, I like the way this word tastes on the tip of my tongue. Anyway, don't you think it's about time for you to settle down? How about choosing a woman who is worth your time and title? We have a few good ones dropped at the rejects housing. You need an heir."

Somehow, I managed to hiss at him. "I already had the perfect woman, but look at what your crazy ass fucking did! You drove her away, you took her away from me!" Each word echoed in my own mind so loud, it gave me a headache, but I didn't care. Not anymore.

The laughter that supposedly left me, or had I say my mouth, was cold and calculated. It echoed against the walls and came back striking me with twice as much force.

"Nonsense. The longer you feed yourself those lies, the more it will mess you up. You are the one who will end up hurting. Be a smart boy and listen to what I say. You should have listened a long time ago, but I suppose I let you run around wild for too long. Be grateful, prick, I never allowed anyone to push me as far as you did."

I didn't bother to acknowledge his words. For most part, he seemed to up his attitude if he didn't get any acknowledgements from others. Talk about being an attention whore to the max.

"I should have killed you while I had a chance. Funny how even the best of the best make mistakes, right? My first mistake was to let you live. But don't worry, I will make sure I don't make stupid mistakes like that anymore. Who knows, maybe I should break the curse myself and stop the bloodline with the weakest of the links and drop it all." He laughed.

At this point, I wasn't sure what exactly he was getting from this weak emotional torment. Like, seriously, what was the point in breaking me completely?

There was a chance he hoped he could take over my body for good and claim it as his, but that wouldn't work in his advantage for too long. Without a vessel that provided him life power, he was useless. Perhaps that was why I had given up on trying. If I was gone, he was too.

By letting him play around, I would rid the world of someone so evil, everything would get better with a snap of fingers. I just had to figure out how to make the process faster so the pack had enough time to save my best friend.

Fuck, Zion was in the cells, suffering the same torture I did in the High Council cells. I couldn't wish that pain on my worst enemies and even more on my best friend. It was all my fucking fault.

"That's right, Bane," his voice broke the silence in the office. "Look at the mirror, look into your eyes and accept the fact - it is your fault. It is your inability to step up and be the man your pack needed you to be that led you here. That led your best friend in the cells, enjoying the silver coursing through his veins. Speaking of which," he sounded too amused as he glanced at the clock, "he's running out of time."

Was all of this a fucking game for him? Just running around, acting like a goddamn demon that took over bodies just to hurt everyone at his reach, hoping he could burn the skies?

"I do enjoy myself, quite a lot, but not to the fullest yet. For that, I need to tell some lies and blow them out of proportion. I need them to talk," he whispered the last part and looked at the mirror. The grin that grew on my lips was so wide, it nearly split my face and made me look all sorts of inhuman. Seriously, this guy had a thing about making me look like complete shit.

As I had so often, I couldn't decide what would be better - to ignore his words or pry for more. I had given up so many times already, I wasn't sure if I had the strength to get up again and fight him.

The more time I wasted thinking, the lower I sunk. At this point, I had to adapt the attitude I had preferred for years - once shit went down, I confronted it without thinking.

So, I just cleared my throat and actually looked into those void eyes. "You need them to talk about what? Don't be a coward and lay it all out, let me know what you are planning. Who knows, maybe I will even be a little impressed by your abilities. But I doubt it. You've been all bark no bite when it comes to me. So what if I lose a couple of people because of you? That won't make your life any less miserable. And for the record, you don't have much time yourself. Can't wait to die and drag you down to hell with me."

"Oh, Bane, you naive fool. That's exactly what I want. I want them all to think you died. I want her to believe that you died."