Twen's POV
I wake up to find myself in the same room I fell asleep in, I'm alone and there's no one behind the see-through wall. I look down at my wrist as it doesn't hurt anymore and when I do I see that the cuff is gone.
I try to lift my hand but stop when I feel pain shoot up my arm and across my chest. When I try to lift myself up, I feel the same pain throughout my body. I let myself fall back down on the bed and just lay there. I don't panic as I've felt this kind of pain before, my only question is why I'm feeling this pain when no one here has hurt me yet. At least not the same as in the bad place.
I'm alone only for a few minutes until the door opens and in walks the lady I spoke to, Rita.
"Good morning, Twen," says Rita with a smile as she walks up to the side of the bed. "You were asleep the whole night, I hope you feel at least a little bit rested."
"B-Body hurts, no move."
"Your body hurts, and you can't move? Can you move at all?" I shake my head no. "Well, I believe what you're feeling is the effects of what you've been through since the moment you escaped. The adrenaline you were feeling has run out."
I stare at her with a questioning look, not understanding what adrenaline meant. I think she understood my expression because she explained it soon after.
"It's this thing that your body creates that sometimes makes you unable to feel pain. It can happen in stressful or in exciting situations."
I nod at her explanation, though I still don't understand what it is, I won't tell her that.
"I'll administer some morphine so the pain lessens."
Rita pulls a chair where she was standing and sits down. "Twen...do you know what a mate is?"
"Mate?" I say with a questioning look on my face. I had never heard of this word before or what it meant, I've come to realize there are many things that I don't understand or know about. I think my expression once again answered Rita's question.
"When we are created there is one soul that is split into two, those halves of the soul are born to be two separate werewolves. Sometimes they're born at the same time and sometimes they're not, these werewolves are mates to each other."
"If you're lucky there will come a time in your life where you will meet that other soul, and when you do there's a strong pull between the two, a pull and want to become one again. You'll love each other unconditionally and want to be near each other never to separate again, that's what a mate is."
I had never felt anything like what Rita had just described, but it sounds like something very beautiful. I wonder if Jamie could have experienced such a thing. If it weren't for me slowing him down Jamie would still be alive and would have escaped. Eventually, maybe he would have found this pack and found his mate.
"The reason I am telling you this is because I think your mate is here, in this pack."
I look up at her in shock. "I no feel nothing."
"You probably did, but because of the cuff on your ankle, it was probably a very slight feeling. I think once we remove the cuff you will feel the pull more strongly."
I continue to stare at Rita in shock, I don't know how to feel, I find it hard to believe that I'll be able to experience something so beautiful as what she had described. I don't think I've felt anything here since I woke up yesterday.
I replay the events from yesterday in my head and that's when I realize, I do remember feeling something in my chest when the younger Alpha came into the room. But I don't think that's what Rita is talking about, right?
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Save Me
WerewolfTwen is an omega boy who has been chained to a dark room for as long as he can remember, tortured, and sold by his captors. Tired and in pain, he wants nothing more than to end his misery, for there are no longer any feelings of hope of ever escapin...