Caleb POV
It’s been a year.
A very long year and my urge to see her again… touch her… smell her, never wavered.
I blame myself…. I blame her.
Why would she run away?
“Thinking about her again?!” AJ, my twin brother asks as he comes to sit next to me on the pack house’s porch.
He is one of the very few people who know about her.
“no”.
“Liar. You know it’s only natural to think about her. She is your mate” he says as he puts his feet up on the railing, chilled as always.
“She is not. I didn’t accept her and apparently, she is not interested in me either” I say clenching my jaw.
“How dare she?” my wolf growls, insulted as he should be.
“You sound like you have a bruised ego rather than a broken heart, Caleb” AJ says giving me a side eye.
“Well… she ran away from me. Why would she do that?” I say turning to him.
“You know why. she was scared” he defends her.
“But I saved her, I tried to protect her” .
“You also told her no one can know she is your mate” he says, with a pointed look.
“She is a criminal. what did she expect?”.
“What did you expect?” he says with a raised eyebrow… answer a question with a question like our parents always do.
Annoying prick.
“That she should be grateful for the fact that she was mated to someone like me in the first place. She should have been spending the rest of her life thanking the moon goddess for the gift that is me” I say standing up, getting riled up.
“Do you even hear yourself, dude?!” he says chuckling.
“Okay, I know I sound like a cocky asshole, but you can’t deny that I have a point… sort off…I think it’s just my anger and despair talking” I say dropping back into my chair.
“No, you have always been a cocky asshole… but keep talking” he says in all seriousness.
Dick!
I ignore that remark and keep talking like he said.
“I have all these mixed feelings that I must hide from almost everyone. I’m even searching for her in secret, and because of that, I’m not really getting anywhere”.
“Do you really have to hide it though?” AJ asks, almost sympathetic.
“Have you met your father? … or Gabriel?”, is he kidding me!
“Yeah, you might have a point” he says, a little defeated.
“She is still believed to be dead and for now, it’s the safest thing for her, so, yes, I will hide it until I know she can be safe”.
I just pray that she already is.
Max POV
I can’t believe I’ve been alive for a year.
Well, not really alive, I was… what’s the opposite of decomposing?
Composing? No, that doesn’t sound right.
Developing? Growing? Nop.
I don’t know what the hell I was, but you get the meaning.
How the hell didn’t anyone up there notice that I was missing?
Or is there another version of me up there?!
I don’t know how dark magic works, so… maybe?
Or is the moon goddess watching, entertained, waiting to see what will happen?
If that’s the case, then Alexandria was right, she is a sadistic b***h!
Alexandria.
My heart still beats for her.
Ouch!
“Did that hurt, hunter?” a stupid looking asshole says after pocking me with something sharp that I can’t really see.
“Not really… it was like a tickle” I lie.
“How about now?” he asks, pocking me again, and I’m pretty sure he drew blood.
Great! An asshole with a grudge, apparently.
I’m going to end that mother fucker… as soon as I get out of these chains.
“Didn’t really feel it” I say with a smile as I imagine how I will shove whatever he is pocking me with right into his eye.
“I think you will feel that next one” he says, a little pissed.
“Hey! What are you doing here? You are supposed to guard the front door” Some other guy says, standing by the door frame.
“I heard something and thought I should check it out” the asshole says as he hides his pocketknife that I will soon shove into his throat… or was it his eye I’m going to shove it in?
“Well, if you hear something, you report it, not leave your post. This is your third day, don’t make it your last” the door frame guy says.
“Yes. Won’t happen again” the asshole says, swallowing his anger, before they both leave.
I really have to get out of here… but should I take Carter’s daughter with me?
I know that I know her name and I know that she did some bad things… I just can’t remember what she did exactly or what the hell her name is!
Ugh! Coming back from the dead apparently erased some of the memories I made while I was dead.
Actually, a lot of things seem to be fuzzy.
And I honestly don’t know if that’s a bad thing.
It was not all good up there.
But I do know she had nothing to do with Carter, but she is his daughter, and she wasn’t exactly innocent.
But who really is?
I’ve done some unforgivable things when I was alive.
I try tugging my chains again and this time it gets a little loose.
I’m supposedly gaining my strength, but I’m still not strong enough to break these chains and ropes and all that s**t I’m tied with.
I try again and again but it’s wearing me out.
Maybe rest for a while, then try again?
I close my eyes and it doesn’t take long before I go to sleep.
I wake up to the sound of the same asshole back in the room, but this time he is not talking to me.
“Hush little wolf. You won’t be able to move anyway”.
What the f**k is he doing now?
“My mate will-” Carter’s daughter say.
“You’ve been here for a year, if that mate of yours was ever coming, he would have come by now” he says with a taunting voice.
“He is not coming, is he?” she says, defeated, maybe giving up on the fact that he will save her.
Poor thing.
“No, so you see, he doesn’t really give a s**t about you… he is the one who probably dropped you off here, you know, because of who your father was… he’s probably ashamed that you are his… but I… I had my eyes on you ever since I came here… now relax and enjoy… or don’t, I prefer it that way anyway” the f*****g creep says, sliding his hands slowly up her legs.
That white see-through ceremonial dress they have her in won’t do anything to keep his fingers away.
“No, stop” she cries out.
“Hey, mother fucker. Remove your hand or I will remove it from your body” I threat, as I try to get out of these god damn chains.
“Ah, an audience. Not my kink, but I’m open to new things” he says with a smirk, seeing me struggling with the ton of s**t they are bounding me with.
“There will be nothing happening here fucker that you will need an audience for” I say, trying to get out one more time… it’s not even budging.
He moves his filthy hands to her breasts, removing her dress slowly.
“I beg you. Please don’t” she cries, pleading.
“You son of a b***h! You are a dead man” I grit out, trying to get the f**k out of these chains, again… nothing.
I have only one option left.
“Moon goddess, if you are listening, please help” I say tugging on the chains.
Still nothing.
“Give up, hunter. She is the daughter of your enemy. Why do you care? Just enjoy the show” he says, sliding his hands up her legs again.
“No please. Stop, please” She begs, not able to move from the spell he surely put on her.
“Stop you asshole, that’s your last warning” I threat agian.
He ignores me, starting to rip her whole dress off her.
“Noooo” she screams.
“Music to my ears. You can scream as loud as you can. I have a sound proof spell put on this room… no one is coming for you” he says with a lustful smile.
“You piece of s**t!” I shout, fighting to get up.
“Moon goddess. She doesn’t deserve this, and you owe me, so don’t be a b***h” I pray again… that’s considered a prayer, right?
“Oh, how I like the sound of your cries” the son of a b***h says as he grabs her legs, spreading them open as she screams.
I. will. Not. let that. happen.
With one more tug, my shackles come flying off.
“Oh, no” the asshole says in fear, retracting his hands like her body is caught on fire.
“Yeah, mother fucker. You are dead now” I say standing up.
“prohibere” he tries to use magic on me… fool.
“That doesn’t work on me, dumb ass” I say grabbing his neck.
“I know, I just panicked” he chocks out, terrified.
“Good” I almost snarl, putting my hands on his throat and proceed to execute my promise, twisting his arm off his f*****g body.
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