That's Enough; You're Both Mine!

Chapter 2

Amanda's POV

My eyelids fluttered open to the sound of light taps, and my chest constricted with each minute. Dread crept up my sleeves, and restlessness gnawed at my chest, as I wondered who was approaching.

It's morning, and I hope this isn't Jayden. He did not come last night to force himself upon me. I hope he doesn't intend to do it this morning because I have chores to do at the pack's farm. If I arrive late, I will be subjected to more torment.

As soon as I spotted Linda, my friend, a somber smile appeared on my face. "Hey Amanda, how are you doing? I came here secretly to see how you were doing because I was very concerned." With pity, she spoke while firmly holding my hands across the gap created by the iron bars dividing us.

She is my dearest friend and the only person who believes in my innocence. She believed that I’m not responsible for Aurora's death– Alpha's daughter, but she had no way to protect me.

At the very least, I'm grateful to have someone who believed in me and stood by my side during these difficult times. She has always helped me overcome depression, despite the fact that I know my fate is nothing more than bad luck. My fate is sealed in the hands of the Alpha's twin.

I have nothing to live for anymore. I don't even think I'll ever get a mate in this life. What's the point? I've been abused, tortured and received no love from men.

My faith or hope for a mate had decreased drastically after what the Alpha twins did to me and it was highly likely that I would remain single forever.-- That's even if I'll survive.

"Thanks, Linda. I'm okay. Please leave before anyone sees you. I don't want them to hurt you for coming to check on me,” I said softly, gazing into her stunning amber eyes that were brimming with sympathy for me.

“I'll be leaving soon. I'm just worried about you. I haven't forgotten my plans on helping you out of here okay. I've been able to retrieve the spare keys of your cell from the guards!”

She said and my eyes widened in horror at what she revealed. She had always promised to help me out of here but I've never thought she would go this far just to save me. She was putting her life at risk and I know that.

“But Linda–”

“No buts, Amanda. First thing tomorrow morning, I'm getting you out of here.” She said before passing a cloth to me through the space in the bars.

“What is this?” I asked curiously, my eyes on the emerald cloth which had a hood.

“It's what you are going to wear when I'm helping you get out of here so that no one can see your face. You must keep it. Do not let the guards see it with you,” She warned and I nodded, and wiped my tears before keeping the cloth in a sack near the wall.

"Good! You must bear patience with me okay..I'll definitely help you get out of here..” She assured me but I shook my head, finding it impossible because of the tight security in the pack.

“But it's not possible.. What of the guards? they'll definitely see us..”

The festival will take place tomorrow, Amanda. It's a birthday celebration for the twins. The twins will marry their mate in just two days. A gathering will be conducted tomorrow, because the Alpha wants to share a feast with the Alpha Malachi of Black Moon Pack.

"Remember, Alpha Malachi's daughter is being married to the twins, so they want to have a modest celebration before the big day. They'll be preoccupied, and I'll take advantage of the opportunity to get you out of here, believe me."

Linda went on to say more, and a flicker of hope appeared in my heart.

"Do you have trust in me?" She stroked my hair as she inquired.

"Yes- Yes I do." I replied quietly.

“Good. Now take this!" She remarked as she extended her hands to give me some bread to satisfy my hunger.

"I want you to eat this. Please keep in mind that I am here for you no matter what happens."

I felt encouraged by her last remark, and I was glad to have her as a friend.

“Did Jared do anything to you again yesterday?” She asked and a tear rolled down my eyes.

“Yes. He - he..” My voice trailed off and couldn't complete my statement so I bursted out crying.

“I'm so sorry,” Linda soothed, extending her hands through the space of the bars to stroke my cheeks.

“What are you doing here!!” A loud venomous voice pierced the silence. It was a chubby woman in a crimson gown. Her name was Martha and she was the baker at the local bakery.

She screamed at Linda and urged her to get back to work. We had no clue how she even got in here because we never heard her footsteps. I just hoped she didn't hear every one of our conversations. Panic creeped at my chest and I hid the bread Linda gave me at a corner.

Linda works in a bakery so most of the time, she comes to give me left overs and some bread that was meant to be thrown away.

“You!” The woman growled at me after Linda left.

“I hope she isn't giving you any of my items.” She asked and I shook my head, trying hard to stay calm.

She gave me a scornful look, a smirk tugged at her lips.

“Mrs Briggs has called for you. You're late again for your morning duties urhn.. you sure love punishments don't you,” She disclosed, her words dropping like bombshell.

My eyes widened in shock because I didn't realize how the time went by so quickly.

I'm definitely going to get punished. I'm sure of that.

“It seems your bed was too comfortable urh?” She asked, trailing her eyes at my room.

“Now get out and do your work, you murderer!!” She bawled before hitting me on the head with her frying pan.

That night…it was Jayden's turn to make out with me.

I perched nervously at the edge of the bed, keeping a watchful watch at the door. All was quiet, but for the sound of the ticking clock, whose hands appeared to have stopped. I stood and looked into the mirror and could see my hair was a little bit messy from running my fingers through it.

My eyes remained wide, terrified and afraid. Jayden can be worse than Jared.

Just then, my attention was diverted as soon as the door creaked.

"Oh! no!" I gasped as I turned to face the door. Restlessness gnawed at my chest and I could feel a bead of sweat running down my spine.

His face came into view. His deep cold eyes lingering on mine with such intensity that made my skin crawl. He was huge, all muscle, and taller than Jared—at least 6'7.

The faintest trace of a tattoo was visible on his neck, just behind the shirt collar. His hair was completely black and had a small wave to it. He had a well carved jaw and a straight, long nose complemented by full lips.

His eyes captured mine and held me in their grasp. They had hints of brown and were a warm honey-gold color but they were scary, more scary than the night.

When he got closer to me, his cologne filled my nostrils with a lingering hint of mint in his breath.

"Stand up!” His deep husky voice requested and I dared not disobey. He's a man of few words and he can be more daring and dangerous than Jared. His voice sent chills to her spine, making her heart race triple in anxiety and his deep brown eyes stared at me with disdain and lust.

"STRIP!" He ordered hoarsely with an aura of authority. I stood, trembling on both legs as I stared at his deep brown eyes assessing me with a firm face.

I kicked off my sneakers and started working on the buttons on my tartan checked patterned shirt. I closed my eyes as I began to remove my bra slowly, feeling my t**s spring out.

I moved to my panties and hesitated.

“Hurry and don't waste my f**g time!!!” He growled, his voice resounding in the room with his patience wearing thin.

Wriggling out of my panties, I clasped my fingers to my p***y, hoping my long hair will in some way cover my body.

"Remove your hands, let me have a look!"

He growled as if he owned me.. yes. That's true. He owns me and can do whatever he wants to me.

"Turn around!" He ordered, making me move in a circle so he could see all of me.

"Come closer!" He ordered lastly while I took slow paces towards him as he stood still, assessing me from head to toe, thinking of ways to torture me.

He pulled me closer towards him, causing my t**s to come in contact with his broad chest. I stifled a gasp and his grip around my waist tightened.

“If you annoy me any further, I'll stay all night torturing you with my d**k and my belt!” He whispered in my ears before pushing me to the bed. He moved towards me and unbuckled his belt quickly, getting ready to devour me.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I awaited his next move. All I hoped for was for Linda's plan to help me escape to be successful.

In less than a minute, he was partly naked, his thick long d**k pointing at my face, sending shivers down my spine.