Unexpected Bonds

Chapter 2: Fated Meeting

Her breathes were coming out as shallow pants as she hid in the shadows of a broken down brick wall. Dayanira, rubbed her sore raw wrist. It had taken awhile but she was finally free from the ropes that were tied there. There was noting but dense woods ahead of her. She heard a twig snap on the ground about 3 yards from her before she heard someone yell.

"You can't run forever. We'll catch you sooner of later, then your pretty little head will be sorry." Warned one of her captors.

This wasn't the first time Dayanira had escaped. She was older then she looked, after being held prisioner for over a century. Dayanira had escaped over a month ago, she had gone to a Fae run Cafe and was nursing a cup of water. While there Dayanira had notice an advertisement for a Surrogate for a well known Warlock. She was going to need money, so Dayanira decided to check out the link they had shared on the flyer.

After loading the computer up that were in the Cafe. Typing in the link, Dayanira had read the directions and clicked the link on the screen to fill out an application to be a surrogate. She had lied about a few of the things on the application. Once it was done she clicked on submit.

A few days later, she had been captured again. This time when Dayanira woke up, she was tied up and lying on a broken down bed. It seemed to be an old cabin in the woods some where. Which leaves us back to the to where we are now. Dayanira Halliwell, we running for her life there the woods.

As she ran through the trees and brush every branch and twig seemed to come alive and reach out to grab at her. Dayanira could here them closing in on her, she tried to pick up speed, be what little energy she had was starting to wane. When was the last time had she eaten she couldn't even recall.

Most of the time the Collectors, made sure she was well cared for. Her last escape had pissed them off. They had no intention of selling all of her to the highest bidder. Now they planned on bleeding her dry and selling her blood to the highest bidder. They wanted her golden cat eyes, that where only visible when her glamour was down.

Dayanira, continued to weave through the tree sapplings, that grew in the woods. That was until she tripped over a root and fell to ground. She gasped as pain washed over her. Something sharp had pierced her sided when she fell. More branches snapped in the distance. As Dayanira scrambled to pick herself, she realized she had fell on a sharp rock that had been hidden in the dead leaves on the ground.

Getting back on her feet, Dayanira stumbled as she tried to pick up speed. Shadows were staring to fall over the woods. Without her magic she wouldn't be about to see in the dark. The heavy leather collar around her neck was binding her magick, keeping her from using it.

As Dayanira continued on she realized there was a small break in the trees.

'A road, there is a road ahead. If I can just make it there. I just might be able to find help.' She thought to herself.

Dayanira could only hope.

As she bursted through the brush and excited the woods. Dayanira, shielded her eyes as headlights suddenly shone on her blinding her a bit. The car slammed on its brakes as soon as it realized something was in front of it.

Magnar

At first I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. But it wasn't just any woman. It's was Dayanira Halliwell, the very woman I was considering to be mine and Beau's Surrogate.

"Magnar, she's wounded I can smell her blood. There are at least two of them chasing her." Beau growled low before opening his door. I did the same as I started to bring my golden magick into my hands. She was half Warlock why hadn't she used her magick to fight back? It was then that I saw the leather collar around her neck. a magick bidding collar.

I was about to tell her we weren't going to hurt her. When she spoke first, "Can you help me please, I don't have any money to pay you." Dayanira begged us.

"Relax, Darling I'd help you with no charge." Beau said unbuttoning his shirt. He was going to shift and wanted to salvage her favorite shirt.

"Just stay behind us, Kitten." I asked her. I heard Dayanira gasp as my dark eyes turned golden and started to glow as I called my magick forward.

'Don't let your guard down Beau. The people after her are Collector's.'

Collector's were banished Nephilim, Rouge Werewolves and other Fae beings that had turned their backs on their people.

"Sure thing Maverick, just let me get my work clothes on first." Beau said with a grin before shifting into a large brownish red wolf with glowing green eyes.

Beau and I were ready for them when they broke through the trees. The werewolf attacker shifted in the air and tried to lunge toward Dayanira. I used my magick to catch him in the air and tossed the grey wolf to the ground. The Nephilim warrior was trying to behead Beau's wolf with a enchanted angel blade. I couldn't let that happen, as long as he was at my side we were unstoppable.

"Hey Angel boy, why don't you come have a little fun over here with me." I said drawing his attention to me.

"You're going to regret that Warlock, wait till I cut out your eyes while you watch." The dark haired Nephilim threatened me.

There was a soft green glow as I opened a portal behind him. Before using my magick to kick him into the portal.

'Hey, Hercules you want to hurry it up with that mutt of yours.' I asked through my telepathic gift.

'Yeah, I'll get right on that if you can't tell, that's what I'm trying to do.' Beau barked back at me.

I stepped closer to Dayanira just in case the rouge tried something else.

As the two werewolves bit and snared at one another, Beau had gotten the upper hand once more. He grabbed the rouge by his neck and tossed him through the portal with the other scum.

'Now I need to go home and wash the bad taste out of my mouth.' Beau grumbled back at me.

Our attention, quickly turned to Dayanira. I was about to ask her where she lived. When she fainted suddenly, I reached out to catch her before she touched the ashault. Beau had shifted back and put his shirt back on but it did very little to cover up all his glory.

"Magnar, do you think you could? You know, snap me up some pants. So we can give Sweetheart here, some care and attention. It looks like she's half starved, and she's hurt." Beau asked, before mentioning Dayanira's current state.

On our way home, I climbed into the backseat of my car while Beau gently handed her unconscious form to me. Before closing the door and climbing into the driver's seat. On the way home, to our spacious three storey home with a large bay window and and a wrap around deck and balcony. It looked very basic on the outside. The magick was on the inside. I could rearrange a room or add one with the snap of my fingers.

I wanted to check her over myself and see how bad her injures were. But I was well aware how that would look.

'Beau, contact Candice and tell her its an emergency.' I said to my familiar.

"I will but you know she's going to bring Mira with her." Beau said in return.

'The more energy the better right now. She has a fresh stab injury from falling onto something sharp. There are other slightly older wounds too.' I admitted to Beau.

I broke the link with Beau as I focused on cleaning her up a little. Despite her injuries and neglect she was beautiful. She looked slightly curvy in her photo, but they were no longer there. How long had she been a captive of the Collector's.

(A/N: There you have Chapter 2 I hope you enjoyed it.)