His Savior

Losing Battle

~Nona~

               I don't know how many days have passed. To be honest, I don't really care. I have stayed in the room since Laslo left that morning. I haven't seen him or tried to reach out to him. I don't know if anyone has been here or not. I can't believe that this is my life, held hostage by my mate.

               My mate doesn't think I'm good enough to be with him, but the Moon Goddess obviously thinks that I am. What I don't understand is how he could feel that I'm not good enough, yet he won't let me go. He could easily reject me, yet here I am, chained to this house. What is it that I'm missing? The math isn't mathing, so to speak.

               I wish I had my wolf with me to figure this out. I wish I could call my sister. I have no one and nothing. I don't know what to do or how to get free. I've been praying to the Moon Goddess since I woke up here, but I'm not sure that I'm being heard.

               I drag myself out of bed and look outside the window. It is evening time, and the sun is starting to set. I drag myself to the bathroom and get the shower going. I really need to bathe. I may be stuck here, but that doesn't mean that I should mistreat myself. I catch my reflection in the mirror, and I'm appalled.

               My red hair is a rat nest, to say the least. It is sticking up all over the place. My green eyes are dull, almost as if I had been dead. My skin is pale and dry looking, and I don't even want to mention the smell. I strip down and get in the shower, letting the water fall all over me. The hot water feels soothing, but it doesn't take away the pain that I feel inside. I slowly clean myself up and wash my hair. I keep trying to find a way out of my jail, but anything I think of is quickly dismissed. I'm no fighter, so it would not be easy or ideal to try to fight my way out.

               I get out of the shower and dry off. I decide not to bother with my hair. Truth be told, there is no reason to look good because no one is here to see me. I know that people would say I should look good for myself, but I'm just not feeling it at the moment. I head to the closet and find a set of sweats to put on. They are soft and make me feel very comfortable. I head out of the room and into the kitchen. I don't feel like cooking anything. I look in the refrigerator and pull out the items needed to make a sandwich. After making two sandwiches, I sit down to eat. I don't have much of an appetite, but I have gone too long without eating.

               When I finish eating, I clean up my mess and head to the living room. I noticed before that there was a bookshelf filled with books. Some of the books were mine from my home. It looks like Laslo had some of my personal items moved here. I'd imagine the point was to make me more comfortable, but it only makes me long for home even more. There is a television in the room, which I'm surprised to see. I decide to turn it on and find an old movie to watch. I let the movie watch me while I drift off into a dreamless sleep.

~Laslo~

                I don't think I have ever been so uncomfortable in my life. I've been yearning for Nona every day and night. The fight I have to have with myself is unreal but necessary. I didn't get a response to the flowers I sent Zahara, and that is putting me even more on edge. I had to stop running to try to relieve stress because I kept finding myself heading toward my mate. I can't afford to fall for her. I need to get Zahara here and in my life. I need to do it for my pack.

               I've had Nona checked on, and I do not like the reports I keep getting. She is not eating, just sleeping. She isn't getting out of bed or moving from her room. My heart aches with each report I get, but there isn't much I can do to rectify the situation. The only real option is to let her go, and that is not an option that I can live with. I'm drawn to my mate like a moth to a flame. I can't afford to weaken myself by rejecting her. I need her to understand her importance next to me and accept her role.

               I've been trying to keep busy by throwing myself into work, which has worked a bit. When the company isn't bringing enough of a distraction, pack business brings the distraction I need. I'm sitting at my desk trying to get through the paperwork sitting there. I look towards the window and see the darkness outside. I didn't realize it was so late. I stand up, stretch, and walk out of my office. I decide to go get some fresh air.

               I stroll through my pack, noticing the little things that I usually walk past. It is a clear night, and the moon is shining bright. If I were a man of faith, I would swear that the Moon Goddess is looking down on me. I don't believe in all that, well I don't live my life like that. I don't apologize for my doubts, I keep them close.

               I continue to stroll, not watching where I'm going until I look up and see that I'm in front of the cottage. I can smell my mate, and I know she is close to the door. I didn't intend on coming out here, and I don't want to fight with her again. The best thing to do is just leave, but my feet won't move from their spot. It feels like Nona is calling me to her, and my body won't refuse her.

               I slowly walk up the steps to the front door. I pause and consider knocking, but I decide not to bother. I pull the key out and unlock the door. I slowly open the door and peek inside. I don't see Nona, but her scent is even stronger than it was outside. I quietly close the door and look around the room. I can hear her breathing softly, and I follow the sound into the living room. Nona is on the couch, on her side. The television is on, but her eyes are closed. Her breathing is even, so I know she is asleep. She is wearing a set of red sweats, but she still looks so gorgeous. Her red hair is laid out on the couch.

               I sit on the floor in front of the couch and stare at her. I swear Nona is a goddess, I just wish she had a higher rank. If only she were an Alpha or Beta, I wouldn't hesitate to make her mine in public. I don't understand why the Moon Goddess would pair me with someone who wasn't as strong as me. How can I have strength in my bloodline if I have a weak mate? I am not of Alpha blood, and I need to make sure my bloodline can carry on this pack when I'm gone.

               I reach out and caress Nona's cheek gently. I don't want to wake her, but I have to touch her. Her pink, plump lips are calling out to me. I imagine them wrapped around my dick, and I can feel myself getting hard. I have dreamed of being with Nona since I found her, and it has taken everything in me to keep from taking her. I trace her lips with my finger, and they feel so soft. I can't take my eyes off her lips. I'm so tempted to feel that softness against my own. I lean in closer to Nona, and I can smell her sweet breath. It's warm against my face, and I close my eyes to revel in it. I lean closer until our noses are almost touching. This is a defining moment. This could ruin me completely; it could ruin all of my plans. I could fall into this mate bond and ruin my future and my future children. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and lower my lips to hers before I can think my way out of it. The sparks are amazing, and the softness of her lips has never been experienced before. I continue to press my lips to her, and I hear a gasp. I open my eyes and stare straight into Nona's green orbs.