Royal's Belonging

Dark Room

Damien POV

         I frown as Anastasia picks at her food. She hasn’t even eaten half of her plate, she can’t possibly be full. I glance up at Dom to see what he was thinking and see him frowning at her plate as well.

         “You need to eat more,” I tell her. She started to shake her head so I reach out and grasp her chin. Staring into her eyes, “Eat, now.” I tell her. I can see she is reluctant but she eats more anyways.

         Suddenly she ran off towards the bathroom. I follow her, worried if she was ok. When I reached the bathroom the smell of vomit wafted up to greet me. She was hunched over the toilet spilling her guts so I knelt next to her and moved her hair out of the way. Rubbing soothing circles on her back I mind link my brothers.

         Can one of you call the doc? And another bring something for her to rinse her mouth with? I don’t want to leave her.

         I called as soon as I heard her throwing up. Dominic mind links us. I’ll be there in a minute with mouthwash too.

         Soon enough Dom hands me a cup for Anna. I can see the pity for her in his eyes. I gesture for him to leave and he does after another glace towards her.

         “Rinse your mouth with this,” I tell her, holding the cup for her to take. She does so and spits it out when finished. She leans back against the wall so I take the cup and set it on the counter. After flushing the toilet, I gently shift her into my arms so I can carry her to her room.

         “Sleep doll,” I tell her seeing how exhausted she looks, “It’s ok. You will feel better after a nap.” I feel her rest her head on my shoulder before falling asleep in my arms. Arriving in her room, I see Dom already pulled back her blankets for me to lay her down.

         I laid her gently on the bed before sitting and pulling her head to rest in my lap. I played with her hair while waiting for the doctor to arrive.

         A few minutes pass before Nicholai comes into the room followed by the doctor. Honestly, I was getting quite tired of seeing that doctor near my mate so frequently. He walks up to us and looks Anna over before sighing.

         “Good news, she isn’t sick,” He starts, “However, she is still extremely malnourished. She looks better than when I last saw her but she isn’t well by any means. I recommend a feeding tube and/or an IV to deliver nutrients and vitamins directly to her body.”

         At this I lay Anna’s head on a pillow and stand up. Gesturing for them to follow, I head to the far side of the room so we can talk more without disturbing Anastasia.

         We discuss the benefits of what the doctor is suggesting for several minutes before I hear my little mate start to wake up. Dominic walks over to her to check how she is feeling. I can see her visibly pale and tense when he tells her why the doctor is still here.

         She suddenly starts panicking and yelling. I am shocked by this reaction, I have no idea how to respond as she tucks herself away into the far corner of the room.

         When Nicholai tries to hold on to her, she starts thrashing and trying to hit him. Surprisingly, she got a rather strong hit across his face and I instantly see bloody red lines appear on his cheek.

         s**t, this is not going to end well.

Anastasia POV

         I wake up to voices talking on the far side of my room. I turn my head to see Nicholai, Dominic, and Damien talking with an older looking man. When they sense me looking, they pause and Dominic walks over next to my bed.

         “How are you feeling?” He sounds concerned.

         “Ok,” I say, “Kinda tired and my throat hurts from earlier.” I grow nervous as I see them all share a glance with one another.

         “Don’t be scared sweetheart,” Dominic says, probably feeling the fear radiating from my body. “Doc here suggests you having a feeding tube for a few days. We are worried with how malnourished you are”

         “NO!” I cry. “Do not come near me! Don’t touch me! No, no, no I refuse!” I scramble away from them. This leads me to fall off the bed and I crawl to the corner of my room. I feel hands grabbing me so I start thrashing, and screaming, and crying. Begging for them to let go.

         I must have successfully gotten a hit in because I suddenly hear an angry growl. I open my eyes to see a fuming Nicholai with red claw marks on the side of his face.

         “You don’t want our help?” He growls at me, “You must not want our comfort either! How dare you fight against or hit your master.” With that, he starts dragging me out of my room and down the hall. We reach a metal door at the end of the hall that he opens using the touch sensor on the wall.

         “This’ll teach you bitch.” With that, he shoved me into the room and closed the door. Once the door closed it was pitch black. I crawl around trying to figure out where I am and eventually determine it is a room approximately the same size of my old cell.

         8 by 8 cold metal walls surround me. Speaking of the cold, it must not be any warmer than 55 degrees in here. Crying and shivering I curl up in a ball trying to keep warm.

         I don’t even realize I am rocking myself or clawing deep gashes into my arms, chest, and neck in my panicked state. I have no idea how much time passed, but I slowly drift off, exhaustion and fear forcing me to sleep.

         I eventually hear the door groan open but it takes far too much effort to acknowledge it or move, so I keep my eyes closed and stay still. I feel a rocking motion and recognize someone carrying me. Whoever is carrying me eventually stops and takes my dress off.

         Honestly, I don’t really care what he plans to do but I am a little shocked when he bathes me. I relax as he washes me and my consciousness slips away again.