I decided to stay and help Darius and the guards clear the bodies. A gluten for punishment is what I must be. These people and her had held me captive for nearly a year now. My life had become a living hell. She made it that way, Lydia. The easiest thing would have been to give in to her and let her have me, but my parents had always told me stories of the mate bond and how special mates were to us. So I had been holding out waiting for the day that mates came back to our kind. To my utter shock, it had happened, and my mate had shown herself whilst being held captive. I felt elated but I couldn't show it. Lydia was always watching me or someone was doing it for her.
She had me as a prisoner and kept me the only way she could, by a magical device placed inside my skin on my neck. If I l
