Mates Between Marriage

24| forced friendship

Long chap alert.

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A D R I A N A

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The ropes on my hands made it more difficult for me to curse at Tobias in peace. He kidnapped me from my room and brought me to this pack. I sat down on the floor in pain as he ignored my screams. I figured out that no one was in the main pack house, so no one could hear me scream. 

"Why are you doing this?" I said already tired of screaming. I had been screaming since I woke up in this expensive house. It was already morning. 

He paid no attention to me and kept on mixing the pancake batter. 

"Are you psycho? I said I'm not hungry." 

"You look like a suffering squirrel and scream like one too. Shut up please." He answered still not looking at me. 

I rolled my eyes and I shivered thinking about my pack. "My pack is in danger, I have to help-"

"My brother handled that. I told you yesterday. I had to save you in time." 

"How did you know I was in danger?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Syrup?"

"Let me go!"

"I told you, you're home now."

My eyes widened in horror, "I can't stay here." 

He turned to look at me and smirked walking closer. "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure he doesn't hate you." 

"Shut up," I said feeling bad and he sighed picking me up with my hands tied and then putting me before a plate of scrumptious breakfast. 

It looked amazing. 

Don't drool.

Don't drool. 

He saw my facial expression and laughed, "You need it, eat." He walked out of the kitchen. "You know Zayn makes good breakfast too."

"Leave," I said and sagged my shoulders with my hands tied at my back. 

He smirked at me before I realized and said, "Okay!" 

Wait, no. 

"Tobias! How will I—"

"I'm just leaving." He walked out. He walked out. The stupid mischiev- 

I heard the door bang and footsteps tapped on the floor. "Toby! I hope you have her with you." A deep tired voice said causing my body to shudder at its huskiness.

That was him. 

"I hope there are blood bags in the- oh," He paused in front of me.

I checked him out impressed with how bloody he was looking. He probably ended the war.

His blue denim jacket was stained in blood and he looked tired. He sighed and walked toward me. "Why are you tied to a chair?" He asked and took a bite of my bacon.

I stared at him as he chewed in thought. "That's mine," I said and he smirked at me. He brought his face closer to mine and his breath touched my face.

"Stop me then," He teased and the sweet smell of bacon filled my nose making me more hungry. I couldn't move, of course, my hands were tied. "That's what I thought."

"Try not to make babies in the kitchen, Mr. and Mrs. Stone," Toby remarked as he entered the kitchen making me snap out of my trance. "I need to leave now. I'll be back by evening. We need to talk about the pendants."