Kyle didn't know why he remained so damn defiant. It only got him into trouble. It only caused him pain. It only made them mad.
But Kyle had tried playing the submissive card once before. And he decided it was worse. The abuse became more taunting, the smirks more smug. They had won. It made him feel helpless, weak, pathetic, useless. Even if he was all those things deep inside, he didn't need them to know it.
So he kept up his acts of defiance against his tormentors. They enjoyed trying to break him. He refused to scream at the lash of a whip or whimper at the tightening of his bonds. He would stay standing until they drug him to the ground. And if one of them got too close, he would take a dangerous chance of fighting back.
He was the only one of the cat demons being sold and traded that had been brought back as a "bad deal" more then three times.
But that was before he was sold to Caine. If there was anyone to break the cat demon, it wa
Several days passed and Kyle's back healed almost completely. The two cat demons only saw the vampire when food and water was brought to them. Kyle always avoided his eyes. For two reasons.
The first was simply because the vampire's gaze alone would send a shudder down Kyle's spine. Cold, cruel and intence, it was impossible to hold his silver gaze. Kyle hated to be intimidated by a mere glance, but to get no reaction, he simply had to look away.
The second was that Kyle had figured out something extreamly important. Or, rather, Gabriel had learned it, long ago, and told Kyle about it. Caine could only controll another's mind and actions if he made eye contact for a few moments first. Even though the vampire had only used it once on him and Gabriel said it was uncommon for Caine to use much mind-controll, Kyle still didn't feel much like risking it.
But on the seventh day after Kyle's "punishment", Caine's footsteps were heard coming tow