The Alpha's Kidnapped Mate

Eleven

Veronica

Water. Thats the first thought in my mind. I need water, stat. I'm so thirsty. Why am i so thirsty? It feels like i haven't had any in weeks. Which is impossible, by the way. A human can't survive weeks without having water or food. Food. When was the last time i ate? Now that i think about it, i suddenly feel hungry. I have to get up and go find something to help myself with. Wait, where am I? I can't open my eyes or seem to be able to, but I'm awake. If talking inside my head is called being awake. But seriously, whats going on? I struggle for a few more seconds to open my eyes, and eventually, i make it. A whoosh sound of relief escapes from my mouth. Roaming my eyes around the room to check where i am. This is my room. At Lysander's house. How did i even get here? Oh, s**t. I remember now. I jumped off a six-story-way window. Noah kidnapping me. Having a fight in Noah's office. Being stabbed. Hearing Lysander's voice when i was sure i was dying. Thou the last part is still out for debate. Because im not even sure i had heard his voice. It might have been wishful thinking. After all i had spent weeks with crazy pants. Thank goodness i eventually made it here. Somehow.

I start moving my body around to see if i can at least get up. Feels like my body should be sore but it aint. You know what i mean. For a moment there i had thought Noah got me again. Because if he had, it simply meant that I wouldn't be able to get away again. He would have put a chain on me and locked me in a cage. I shudder in fear at that scary thought. Its a good thing its just that. A thought. And nothing more. All this is Lysander's fault. If he had released me when i had asked. Noah wouldn't have kidnapped me. Im going to give Lys a piece of my mind. And ask him politely to let me go. Yeah yeah i know i dont know i don't do polite. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Maybe i could try crying. Most men hate seeing tears on a woman, right. Of course there are many douchebags out there that love seeing tears on a woman's face. And Lys can be infuriating but i know that he will never hurt me. Physically, at least. Emotionally plus men don't really do well together. But will see what will happen when i cry my eyes out for Lys. Where is he by the way? I miss him. I want to see him. I meant i want to see him not miss him. Dangerous thoughts.

--i miss you too--

I startle myself into sitting up when i hear Lysander's voice in my head. Not loud, but i swear i heard him. In my head. I must be tired. There is no way i heard him.

--Of course you heard me__ he repeats inside my head again. Okay thats it.

"Lysander!" I shout out aloud, calling for him. I dont bother getting down from the bed. He has super hearing im pretty sure he heard me. Probably all of them. A few seconds pass by and i was about to shout out for him again when the door opened and the man himself emerged.

"Finally." I whisper in relief.

"Missed me that much, did you?" He gripes.

"Not even a chance. I want to runaway from you remember." I retort.

"So you keep saying." He goes on undeterred. Rude. And he looks hot. Wait what? Cmon Onic, this again.

"What?" I snap when i find him smirking at me.

"You think im hot."

"What?" I ask in shock.

"You said i look hot. To be precise." He responds.

"I said that in my head. Can you hear my thoughts?" I ask in fake calmness. Inside i was panicking and a little bit terrified. I dont want anyone poking inside my head. My head, my mind, my thoughts. I would like to keep it like that. Thank you very much.

"Yes." He replies and just stops at that. No explanation. No anything. Just a simple yes. How arrogant can he be? He wants me to ask the obvious. He can be so infuriating sometimes.

"Okay. I'll bite. Why? And How?"

"I initiated the half mate bond so we are linked now." He states calmly.

"You whaaaat?" I bellow in anger, shock and betrayal. How dare he? Without my permission. "Tell me you are joking." I continue, getting on my feet.

"I don't joke. Or pull pranks." He pulls a face at that last part. Clearly thinking about a few of my pranks.

"How dare you do that without my permission?" I ask in anger. I was so mad at him. He just took what he wanted from me without my consent. And now im tied to him. Could i even escape anymore? Even rightnow when im this mad. Im thinking about jumping Lysander's bones. Clearly the half mate bond side effects.

"I had to do it Veronica. You were dying. And i wont let you die on me. Ever." He says adamantly.

"Couldn't you have taken me to the hospital?" I shriek.

"Couldn't you have not jumped from a six story way window." He growls at me.

"I had to get out of there. This all happened because of you. So dont go blaming me." I reply. Anger still pulsing in my body. And now that he had told me about the half mate bond. I could feel a heat on my neck. That heat was going straight to my core. A moan almost escaped me. Is this how its going to be from now on? Constant arousal? Lysander lets out a groan that startles me out of my thoughts. And i find him looking at me with so much desire that i take a few steps back in shock.

"Lysander wh.....why are you looking at me like that?" I ask quietly.

"I can smell your arousal." He responds taking a few steps towards me and i take a few back, until i bump against the bathroom door. Great. Now im trapped. "Its so intoxicating." He continues.

"Dont take another step Lys. Im upset with you for initiating the half mate bond. And i also understand that you saved my life, but im not sure if i want to complete the bond yet."

"The half mate bond will drive us both insane with want Veronica." He gripes.

"Im still not ready Lys. Please understand." I plead with him. "What i can promise you is that i will stop trying to run away from you."

"Okay i will try to give you time. But my wolf is bound to take control. He wants his mate. Both of us do."

"I know." I whisper quietly. Still struggling in trusting Lysander. I wonder what other secrets he might be keeping from me. Obviously a lot. He is after all a few thousands of years old. But im feeling vulnerable and unsure of our relationship. Hopefully i can find some kind of balance. "Can you ask someone to bring me food please. And what time is it?"

"Six in the evening. And i will ask someone to bring you food." He goes out of the room after that. Leaving me just staring after him like a lovesick fool. Which im not, by the way. I enter the bathroom to take a shower. I know i have not had a proper shower in days. Turning the water on, i make sure its warm enough. And im enjoying my shower when suddenly im not in the shower anymore. Im in a sort of shadow road walking, or maybe im floating. I cant really tell. And there is a figure in the shadows. A mysterious figure lurking just out of sight. Its watching me with an unblinking gaze. A chill of terror goes through my spine. What is that shadow thing? Why is it watching me? And where am i? A few questions runs through my mind. I dont understand whats happening and how i got onto this path. I dont even know where im going, but i cant seem to stop. The more i move, the more the shadow presence moves with me. Im about to run for it, because everyone knows that you should run for it when you find yourself at unknown place, when a shadow hand grabs my shoulder from behind. A scream escapes out of me.

"Veronica!" Lysander shouts my name, throwing the bathroom door open. Thats when i notice that im still in the shower. Its still running. And somehow im on the floor. "Whats wrong?" He asks coming into the shower too. He doesn't seem to mind that he is getting wet. When i dont respond quickly enough. He turns the tap off and carries me out of the bathroom. Im still shaking in fear.

"Veronica. Talk to me. You are scaring me." He pleads.

"I......I...im fine Lys." I stammer.

"That was not an im fine scream, Veronica." He states in concern. I think he actually cares about me. Im not used to seeing anyone besides my two best friends show concern for me. This is new. And i dont know what to do with the emotions running through me.

"Something was watching me Lysander. And it....it touched my shoulder." I explain.

"No one was in the shower with you. You were alone. Sitting on the floor." He replies. Wait, i was taking a shower and im now sitting in Lysander's lap. How did that happen? Im not even wearing any clothes. A shriek of alarm escapes me.

"Whats wrong?" Lysander asks. How can he be this calm. That used to seeing naked woman is he?

"Get me a towel please. Its behind you." I reply, blushing furiously. No man has seen me naked. And Lysander got a free show just like that? Kill me now. To my relief, Lysander doesn't comment, he simply reaches for the towel and wraps it around me.

"What's that?" He asks in alarm.

"What's what?"

"That symbol on your wrist." He explains. "When did you get a tattoo?"