(Vals’ POV)
I awake to an empty room, I had hoped that Xander would be here when I woke up but I guess he is busy. At first I feel a bit sad because Xander is not there but then I start to relax as I can spend this time getting my thoughts together and structuring a plan of how to get out of here and back to my old life.
I am laying in the bed thinking about what life could be like here or whether once I am better if I would want to return to my old life. I have missed my friends, job and home but considering I have been away for months and no one has looked for me then I guess returning may not be top of my priority list. Although, I could always move away and start afresh I thought to myself. I then decide that that is what I am going to do, I am going to get myself together, get out of not only this territory but the county maybe even the country.
Five months ago I was a human being, a girl with her life ahead of her and friends that were there for me. I had my own home, my job and I was just about to start up my own business. I was so excited to be alive and to be experiencing all that life had to offer, but then all of a sudden one night that was all taken away from me, all because my dad decided that he would trade me like a possession to another man for protection. I never meant anything to my family, it hit me like a wave as realization dawned that I never meant anything to anyone except my three close friends and Alex.
I shake my head clear of the negative thoughts, now is not the time to be wallowing in self-pity. I slowly start to sit up, even though the doctor told me not to get up I do not want to be left vulnerable anymore. I heave my legs over the edge of the bed. I sit for a few minutes while the dizziness fades. I then look at my hand and slowly remove the IV needle, giving a small whimper. I have always hated needles, even more so when they are attached to me. I sigh once the IV is removed and slowly start to rise, coming eye level with the window. I could finally see outside again without being pulled around, ordered around or beaten to a pulp.
My mind wanders back to when I first woke up here and I saw Xander and how I had wished for life with him, a future but then when he told me that I was his mate a part of me was thrilled but another part of me was devastated. I realized that Xander only wanted me because of the mate bond and not because he loved me. I want to be with someone who loves me, not someone who is with me by the decision of another even if that other being is a higher being. Mark wants to be with me simply because I am supposedly his possession. I realize that I am grateful to Xander and I will miss my brother but all of this is too much, I am mentally drained and my body is not far behind. I need time to heal and I need to do it on my own, far away from the memories of Marks’ territory and my confusing and conflicting emotions for Xander. I sigh deeply, coming to the decision that I must leave.
I get confused as the thought of moving away suddenly makes me feel sad, when I was with Mark it felt good to think that but now an emptiness enters my body and heart. But I know that I need to do what is right for me, even if it hurts me now. I then feel someone breathing down the back of my neck, how has anyone entered without me knowing? I quickly turn around, only to stumble and fall to the floor as shock enters my system.
How? Why? Will my nightmare never end? Will I never be free? Standing in front of me is Alpha Mark, anger rolling off of him in waves.