The Poisoned Bond

Boathouses and Woes

Most of the house was still in bed so I only passed a few people on my way to the boathouse and no one really talked to me, so it only took me a few minutes to cross the property. I slipped through the door of the office and came face to face with Chase. I smiled and reached up to give him a kiss, but he shoved me back against the door without saying anything.

"What's wrong? I wasn't gone for more than an hour - I needed clothes." I moved over to the desk and pulled my shredded dress from the drawer. I gave it a little shake for emphasis and started stuffing it down in my backpack with my purse and shoes.

Chase still had not spoken and I was starting to get very anxious. "I did not know it would bother you so much. I'm sorry." I reached for him again to give him a hug and he took a step back.

"Didn't think it would bother me??" he shouted.

I could not just stand here doing nothing with my hands, so I dropped my backpack by the door and moved around him to start stripping the bed. I could wash the sheets at my house and bring them back later. "I'm sorry..." Chase ripped the blankets out of my hands and tossed them to the side before gripping my shoulders and shaking me.

"What did you drug me with??" he demanded.

"I beg your pardon?" Drugs? What drugs was he talking about? I don't do drugs. When would I have had the time to drug him? I blushed at the thought of what we were doing with our time last night and smiled.

He shook me again. "Look here you dish b***h – my wolf is trapped inside, and I woke up this morning with a strange w***e in bed with me. What did you do to me??"

I opened my mouth and shut it a few times. I was shocked at his harsh words. I did not know what to say. Strange w***e? He dropped me and I fell into a heap on the floor.

"I know sleeping with you last night may have seemed...sudden...but I thought..." I started but was interrupted.

"But what?" He shouted. "You thought I would be OK with you ruining my life because you got my d**k wet once?" He was pacing around the room.

What the hell was happening? I ruined his life? How was this my fault? Then it clicked. His wolf. I don't have a wolf - I never shifted when I was sixteen. I got extremely sick, but my body was not strong enough to make the change and I almost died but I never shifted. Had I caused this? Did I cripple my mate with our bond and my weakness? I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "I...am so sorry."

He slapped me across the face. "I knew it!!"

I could feel my heart breaking. Everything felt too loud and too cold.

"Why did you do this to me??" he shouted.

I began to tremble – he had never looked at me with this level of hatred and rage before. "It is not drugs. Its..."

"Don't lie to me!" He screamed down at me and slapped me again - causing me to hit my head on the bed frame to my left. "I can hold my drink - this was something else." He ran his hands through his hair and started pacing. I reached up to touch my head. No blood but there will definitely be a bruise.

"The mate bond..." I started to say before he interrupted me with a sinister laugh.

"Mate bond?" He turned back to look at me, but I could not meet his eye, so I looked back at the floor full of shame. "We...are not mates. You did something to me."

I looked up then and watched him pace about the room again. "But we are..." I tried to say and began opening my jacket to show him my mark. He stopped me with a room shaking growl.

I was frozen. I could feel his eyes on me, but I did not dare to look up again. I remained still and submissive.

"I am the future Alpha of the Silver Cross Pack. Do you really think that the moon goddess would curse me with some omegas cater water dish b***h who works in the kitchens and cant shift?" He turned back to me then and paced to the desk. I heard him lean his hands down on it. The wood creaked under his weight. I glanced at the door contemplating escape. I needed Simon. He could tell me what was wrong with my mate.

Suddenly Chase turned and I dodged an empty coffee mug he had picked up off the desk. He growled and turned to pick up a book and chucked it at me. I let that one hit me. "I’m sorry."

"Sorry??? You're sorry?? Oh. That fixes everything." He shouted at me before he started pacing again.

I was still shaking on the floor as tears spilled down my face. He must have been in such agony over losing his wolf. "Please forgive me. I never meant..." He cut me off again with another growl.

"Get out." he shouted.

I was frozen in fear for a moment when I saw him pick up a lamp to throw at me. I dodged it and fled from the room with my backpack in tow. I didn't stop running – I just kept going as fast as my legs would carry me towards the barn. I could see it through the trees in the small orchard that separated the barn from the main house.

I fell a few feet from the door and the pain I felt was blinding. It ripped through my body. What was this? What was happening? I screamed for Simon. He had to help me.