Strange Mates

Strange Mates - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

Harley’s P.O.V

I groaned as I heard a soft knock on my door. I knew it was Zylen coming to try and coax me out of my room again, for the umpteenth time since I locked myself in here two days ago. “Harley, please come out. I won’t do anything. Just please come out” I heard him beg through the door and my heart broke slightly from the sound as it had every time he had tried. I’m surprised he’s still trying to be honest, I mean I rejected him as my mate afterall. I winced, even though it had been nearly over a week, the pain was still as raw as ever. To be honest that was why I was locked in here. I couldn’t face him, I knew I had practically killed him and the guilt laid heavy on me. That and I was avoiding Jace. What happened the other night had been strange and I had been so confused. It was only after I had spent a day mulling it over, did I realise that I didn’t care for Jace in that way, and that there had to be some logical explanation as to why my panther didn’t rebel against him touching me. But I had yet to come up with that logical answer. My head began to throb with the thoughts and so I shook it to clear it. I sat up and stretched, knowing I wasn’t moving far, and so because of this my limbs had become achy. My panther wasn’t talking to me. She hated me for rejecting our mate then to make matters worse I’d locked myself in here so she couldn’t run free. To say she was mightily pissed with me would be an understatement. I heard Zylen sigh when he realised I still wasn’t moving, then I heard his footsteps begin to retreat down the hall. My gut wrenched. ‘You have no one to blame but yourself! You rejected our mate’ my panther spat at me. And it speaks I thought sarcastically. ‘damn right it speaks you bitch’ she spat at me and I just sighed. Told you she was pissed at me. ‘I demand you leave this room, let me out and I shall fix what you so badly fucked up!’ she said. I just ignored her. I did get up though, deciding it was time I had a shower.

Stepping into the hot sprays of the shower I felt my tense achy muscles relax slightly and I sighed with the release of the pressure. I washed myself and detangled my hair by running conditioner through it thoroughly, enjoying the feeling as it relaxed away more of the tension. As the water began to spray cold I knew I had to get out. I sighed and turned off the shower, reaching for a towel. I quickly dried and dressed in black sweats and an orange vest, before throwing my towel in the hamper and leaving my hair to fall in wet curls down my back. I checked my reflection in the mirror. My violet eyes were slightly duller than usual and my cheekbones were more prominent. But then I’ve hardly eaten much really, and what I eat now is usually whatever Kalix manages to sneak upto me when the boys are occupied. I walked back  into my room and sat on the bed staring at the same four walls I’d been looking at for the last two days. It was then I realised I just couldn’t stay here anymore. It wasn’t healthy for me to live like this and I sure as hell wasn’t going to go back to living normally with the pack and especially with Jace and Zylen. But it wasn’t like I could just up and leave either, I’d never be able to escape because whenever Zylen left to attend pack meetings and other pack things, he left Jace on Harley watch. I sighed. This was going to require some planning.