His Savior

Broken Bond

~Nona~

               I feel so dry. I'm sure it's because of all of the crying. I know I cried for hours, and it feels like I cried all the water out of my body. For the life of me, I would have never imagined that my mate would be the reason why I'm locked in this house. Not only am I locked in the house, but I'm chained to the foundation. Even if all of the doors and windows were open, I wouldn't be able to make it out of the house with this chain attached to my ankle.

               I haven't eaten; just sleeping and crying. I hate this damn mate bond. As hurt and disgusted as I am, I want Laslo here more than anything else. I want to run my fingers through his hair and feel his hands on my body. I want to feel his lips on mine. I keep dreaming about him inside of me, which drives me insane. I get disgusted feeling this way because Laslo doesn't deserve me. How can he be okay with keeping his mate hostage? A mate is supposed to love and cherish you. They are supposed to put you above themselves and do anything they can to keep you safe. It would figure that my mate would treat me this way. I never seemed to have the best of luck.

               Dating in school, things didn't go well for me. Don't get me wrong, dating wasn't the number one thing for me. I always wanted my mate by my side. I wanted to find the man that the Goddess blessed me with and make a life with them. I dated just because. There were people I came across that I really liked and decided to go for it. I dated two shifters and a human boy. The shifters and I understood that mates came first, and they both found their mates. I couldn't be mad at them. Actually, I was over the moon that they were able to find that special person. The human I dated broke my heart. He had me over the moon, and, at one point, I wondered if it would be good to make him my chosen mate. I was ready to devote my life to him and tell him about the supernatural world. I was ready for that until I popped over to his place one day and caught him kissing someone who was supposed to be my friend.

               I was heartbroken, and it took a bit to recover. I decided at that point that the next person I was involved with would be my fated mate. I didn't want to have my heart broken again, and I didn't want to have to go through rejection due to a fated mate. I figured the best course of action would be to just find my fated mate, and all would be well. Here I am, still brokenhearted, but this time it's because of my fated mate. He has broken my heart, yet I can't help the urge to wrap my arms around him.

               I shake my head, trying to get all indecent thoughts out. I need a clear mind so I can come up with a plan. I can't stay a prisoner here; I won't survive it. Getting out of here won't be easy, especially if my parents are being told information that isn't true. They won't be looking for me, making escaping harder. I can't become some prisoner simply because my mate doesn't respect the mate bond. I can't get stuck here. I have to get home to my family, and then I have to leave this pack. How can a mate be so cruel? How can an Alpha be so unfeeling?

               I turn over in bed, still not wanting to get up. I have no reason to be up and about. I have no job, no friends or family to see. I have nothing and am at the mercy of my mate. I just want to bury myself in the sand and never come out again. I have to find a way out of this.

~Laslo~

               I've been fighting the urge to go see Nona. I want to be with her; crawl in bed with her. I want to touch her soft skin again and kiss her lips. Everything about her invites me in and screams out to me.

               It's been so hard trying to concentrate on pack duties. My thoughts are either drifting to Zahara or Nona, and I don't know what to do. In the past, when I had issues, all I had to do was seek out Cory and release all pent-up energy. With him dead, I no longer have that outlet, and I'm not adjusting well. I'm lashing out at more people these days. I'm constantly on edge. I haven't been able to relax. Nero is feeling the impact of Cory being gone as well. All I have right now is running and sparing, and neither one is fitting the bill.

               I need to focus! I get on the computer and start to search flower websites. I need to find a way to get Zahara here. The sooner I can do that, the sooner I can focus on something else. I don't want to get started with Nona until I have Zahara secured. I don't want anything to keep me from securing my heir and my pack status.

               I finally find a reasonable website to order flowers from. I put two dozen long-stem roses in my checkout basket, along with a basket filled with self-care items. I go to check out and put in the address to the Ash Band pack. In the note, I make it clear that this will be my last peaceful approach to our union. The next time that Zahara hears from me, I will be taking action rather than letting her come to me. I pay for the transaction and hit send. I sit back in my chair and lean my head back. It won't be long before Zahara sees the error of her ways and brings herself to me.