Multi-Luna

CHAPTER SIX

RHYLEE POV

*Hoowwwwlllll........ Rhylee do not do this!* My mind is clouded, and I really can’t work out which voices are the ones to listen to. Aside from the little voice that squeaks in the background, I have happily decided to name that one, my conscious, all this time without a wolf. I think I am now accepting that I will have to listen to my little conscious.

The Rogue King pulls me close, there are possessive growls, my father is there watching all this as it is happens. Surprising me, the stinky man leaned towards me and said, “Remember our discussion?” I nodded, then looked toward River and Ryder, opening my mouth and then my voice from inside my head said it, at the same time as the two I am looking at ‘MATE!’ I said the words, but I didn't sound like me. There were gasps and following silence surprising me.

Before I can think any further, the Rogue King leans in, whispering, reminding me to “Finish what you know needs to happen.” I nod, then submit; then I continue. I can't stop myself as I open my mouth, raising my voice as loudly as I can.

“I RHYLEE ROSE STRATTEN, OF THE DARK CRYSTAL MOON PACK......” I don’t even get to finish, my words cut off by the sheer volume of the loud angry possessive growls once again reverberating all around me.

Taking a breath, recomposing myself, well, trying to at least, my head feels fuzzy, I cannot hear the voices, the ones I hear constantly in my head, I listen but nothing, not a thing.

Feeling like I am talking underwater, then it seems like my actions are all happening in slow motion.

Preparing myself, I breathe in, breathe out, now breathe and be calm, the one time, I am really confused, realising how much I do rely on those stupid little voices.

“I RHYLEE ROSE OF THE DARK CRYSTAL MOON PACK” before I can finish, there is a loud howl.

*HHOOOWWWWLLLLL* a big shock for me when I realise that it is coming from me. It sounds like my little voice ‘conscious’ is back. Wait, how is it able to howl out loud?

Confusion fills my head further when the Rogue King growls at me, grabbing my arm to pull me away, but this time I feel a strength run through me, like a light flicking on. I lose the haze from my head, my vision becoming as clear as my mind opens up to my other half, my soul, my essence, MY WOLF!

With my newfound strength, I make myself pull back from the Rogue King, whom I decide I shall now call Mr. Creepy, Scary, Stinky! Aka Mr. CSS! Is it sad that I find humour in my head at a time like this?

Almost managing to get free, when his hand is back around my arm, pulling me towards him, then shoving me toward a hallway. Not wanting to go, I struggle, pulling back as hard as I can. Even with my new strength, I cannot yet match him!

Yanking my arm back, twisting it behind my back and holding it there with one of his large dirty hands, the other one gripping my other shoulder, now he is forcefully pushing me in the direction he wants to go.

I can hear growls, and yelps, and other vicious sounds from behind us. I only hope dad is not fighting. I need him to come get me. Screaming behind me, hoping they would hear me, I screamed pretty much in Mr. Creepy, Scary, Stinky! Oh, man, this guy really stinks, face.

“DAD, DAD COME GET ME, DAAAAAAAADDDDDD” Mr. CSS is not impressed. I know this because he pulls my arm further up my back, the pain ripping through my shoulder is white-hot. I let out a scream, which earns me a jerk forward, then I am tugged back forcefully again. I know that I need to hang on to give dad a chance to get to me. So I do just that. I hold onto hope, a hope that I will get out of this soon.

Tears running down my face, and they make me feel like I am a child being hauled off to my room, not that I was ever really hauled off. I moved on command of my father. He just never ever really had to command me.

Before I know it, I am shoved toward a room, Mr. CSS follows me in, looking at me with a really creepy smirk. “You WILL be MINE!” he states, stalking toward me. He crouches down in front of me. Suddenly, I feel at ease, I feel like everything is going to be okay.

Oh crap! He is trying to use his exigency on me. Who does he think he is? I fill my mind with images of Dad, Jade, River and Ryder. I try to focus on them. It’s hard to do with him pushing harder on my consciousness. I know I can’t hold him back anymore.

“You will not be claimed by those brats! You will be my Mate! Do you understand? When your father comes, you will tell him you will attend that stupid ball, but with ME!”

While under his exigency, I couldn’t change my own mind. “Of course, I am YOUR Mate, no one else's.” My tone was calm, but empty of emotion, my body responding but only due to the pressure of his Aura.

The door behind him opened. Well, maybe it was more like it disintegrated, followed by the presence of my Father, Uncle Ben, and the brats, the latter two making me roll my eyes internally.

Standing before them all, I moved toward Mr. CSS, somehow not retching at the stench coming from Him now, taking his hand, watching my father’s eyes blaze, I didn’t miss the gulp that Uncle Ben took either.

Mr. CSS wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him, nuzzling my neck, closing my eyes was the only way I could tolerate this. Whispering to me reminding me he would take me to the ball and that I would choose him as my mate. I nod, not being able to do anything different.

As he moves away from my neck, I open my eyes and move slightly to the side of him, not looking at him, his aura easing slightly, his exigency still heavy in my mind.

Although things were becoming clearer, they suddenly became black, feeling a stinging feeling in my neck, hearing more savage howls as the darkness taking me, then there was nothing, nothing but darkness…….. Again!