Why did it have to be you

Darkness: Addison

The blanket I was given was thin and barley kept me warm. This room/cell is cold and damp. I don't know what to do but I can think of some people I would like to kill at this point. One being my f*****g mate who had the audacity to throw me in to this horrid room. Another being the sleazy guy who was with him. How could he do this to me? I thought that mates were supposed to love each other at first sight like my parents claimed. I don't know. Maybe everything my parents ever told me was a lie. I mean they did once tell me they loved me and yet here I am locked away in a damp room with the whole world believing me to be dead. How can this happen to me? I'm supposed to be the queen one day. Even my mark of the beast has a way of showing my true identity. The average mark of the beast is to be a wolf howling at an unseen moon while my wolf is bearing a single crescent moon on its forehead, the mark all future rulers bear like my father and his mother before him. I don't understand how my sister can be crowned the Queen Luna when she is human with no mark of the beast to show for and the law has always stated that the king or queen must bear the mark to claim their position even if they are not the rightful ruler but rather the second choice such as my sister would have been if born a wolf. But she's not a wolf and there for can never rule. I pull the blanket closer to my face as I try to warm myself up. I finally give up the thought of sleeping and decide to test the reach of my ankle chain. I get up and wrap my thin sheet around myself as I study the room. The walls are all painted black I'm guessing to cover any traces of life, and the floor is made of cold, cracked and grey tiles. There was a small rocking chair in one corner next to a table. This was clearly the chair that my mate occupied since it's the only other place to sit besides my bed or the floor. I look at the table that has a single drawer on it and open it. Inside is a single piece of paper and a watch. The paper has a schedule on it for when I will be fed and when I will have rec time. I don't quite know what rec time is for me yet so I check the watch to see it's in another few hours. "Well at least I know what time it is now." I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice. I then sit in the chair with my thin sheet still wrapped around my shoulders and try to relax as I slowly rock myself back and forth in the chair. His scent was still all over the chair and I couldn't stop myself from breathing it in deeply. When he came to see me earlier I felt weak for crying but I realized that in my position it was understandable to cry. He didn't seem to judge me or find me weak. When I glanced at him all I saw was understanding and sadness in his sky blue eyes. "He will love us in time my flower." Winter my all black wolf spoke inside my head. "I doubt it Winter. Hes a vampire and we all know that vampires are mean and could never love someone the way werewolves do." I responded in sadness. "You are wrong. He is made to love you as you were made to love him. Do not fret my child. In time you both will see that love has been right under your nose." With that Winter closed herself off to me again. I've spent most of my life with her closed off from me and still when I need her most she stays closed. I'm trapped here for the long run and i can't even call my wolf to shift. "Even if you did call me dear i can't shift. That cuff though tarnished as it is, is made of solid silver and if my fur touches it i will be weak and it will burn my flesh. As a human you do not feel the sting of the silver but in my form we would regret the change." Winter said in my mind before closing the link once more. I huffed and slumped further into the chair as I rocked myself further. Why did this have to happen to me? I never asked to one day be queen. Why can't I just live a normal werewolf life and have a human for a mate and not some evil vampire hottie with sky blue eyes. The darkness feels as if it is consuming me as i sit in my chair and sulk. Eventually i pull my legs up into the chair and place my arm on the armrest as I lay my head in my hands and drift off into oblivion dreaming of ash blond hair and sky blue eyes.

Time Lapse: 3 Hours Later

I jerk my eyes open as my cell door is opened. "Hello sleeping beauty. And how are we this morning? My name is Spencer and I am the doctor hired by Jake to help make sure you are safe and well taken care of." I blanch at his words. Why would he hire a doctor to take care of me? Aren't they eventually just going to kill me? "Where am I?" I ask him. "Well I can't quite disclose our location but I will tell you now that you are somewhere that you will never be found and can never escape from." With this he walked further into the room to kneel in front of me just out of kicking range. "Now Ms. Night I am going to do a preliminary exam to make sure that you are well." I didn't even notice his large leather bag until just that moment. He placed it on the ground beside him and opened it, being sure to also keep a close eye on me to ensure his own safety. "Now again I will ask. How are we feeling?" His words pissed me off to no end but I tried to play it nice. "A larger blanket would be nice. Its freezing in here." I said in my sweetest voice. Alright well then I'll talk to Jake about getting you a better blanket. Now open your mouth and keep this under your tongue until I say otherwise. " I do as I'm told and he checks his watch. After a minute he pulls the thermometer out of my mouth and claims I have a slight fever. I then roll my eyes. "Remember doc I'm a werewolf. We have abnormally high temperatures." With this he give me a small nod and also rolls his eyes. "Yes Addison but this is higher than your normal 102.1 this is 104.5 and that can be dangerous if it goes any higher." With that he pulled out a bottle of benadryl and gave me 2 and a small bottle of water. "Aside from the high temperatures and the cold room how are you feeling?" I had to think about his question for a moment. "Are you also a psychiatrist?" He looked like he really wanted to laugh. "No Addison I am not a psychiatrist though psychology was my minor in College. But I am really asking you this to know how you are feeling from a more human standing point." I don't really know how to answer his question because how do I tell someone that I both expected a time like this would come but I also never expected to find that I am the first werewolf with a vampire mate. "I just wanna go home." I told him in a quiet voice. At that moment I heard the shuffling of feet at the door to my cell and saw him again. My mate. He stood staring at me from the door to my cell with hurt evident in his eyes. His hair was still lightly damp from a shower obviously taken recently and his shirt looked wrinkled as if he had thrown it on in a hurry while his basketball short hung dangerously low on his hips. Oh Gods he was hot. I'm surprised his shirt could have any wrinkles on it as it rested tightly on his solid washboard abs. f**k! Why am I thinking these thoughts about a man who has captured me and taken me as his prisoner. I must be suffering from Stockholm syndrome because this man is looking mighty tasty. "I brought her a few clothes and a sufficient blanket to sleep with along with some toiletries to shower and wash up." He then walked through the door, placed a couple bags on my bed and left without another word. My eyes began to tear up as I thought of how my mate is also my captor. 

                               Jacolby

After walking up from my nap I decided to go to the gym and work out some to clear my mind. Why can I not stop thinking about her or the tingles from the contact of our skin? Yes she is beautiful. Yes she smells like Rose's and burning wood. Yes her voice sounds like ocean waves calming and serene; but why does she get to me the way she does. I just don't understand it. I don't even love her but my brain won't let me forget the sadness in her voice or the darkness behind those soft almost silver eyes. After I finished my work out I took another shower to wash the musky smell and sweat from my body. Just as I was getting out of the shower I got a text from Spencer. " the girl is sick. She has a running temp of 104.5 and claims to have the chills. She needs a new blanket and less revealing clothing." My blood boiled to think he was touching her even for a health examination but I don't get why. I don't want these feelings for her. I just want her out of my mind. But yet she is still there so I run to the local retail store and buy her some comfy pale blue p.j pants with rainbows on them and a pale blue tank top with a single rainbow on its center. I also grab her some fresh panties, bras and more clothes to wear and some nice smelling toiletries to shower with. I pay and load it all into the cab of my truck and rush over to the lake house where she is being kept. Once there I hop out, grab my purchases and run inside while grabbing a spare duvet from the hall closet before running down the stairs only to hear her say the most dreaded sentence of my life "I just wanna go home." I don't know why those words broke me the way they did but when i went to move away we locked eyes and I know she saw the sadness but I played it off like it never happened. She looked even more beautiful now that her tears were gone and all of her wounds were completely healed. She had herself wrapped in the thin sheet Markos had given her and I could visibly see her shiver from where I stood at the door but i played tough. "I brought her a few clothes and a sufficient blanket to sleep with along with some toiletries to shower and wash up." I placed the few bags I had on the bed and left. I don't get why I am so attracted to her or why I want to take care of her so badly but I just know that I can't let anything bad happen to her or for some reason I feel my life will depend on it.