His Savior

Freedom?

~Laslo~

               That wasn't my intention. I didn't plan to come here and have my way with her. She is my mate, and the mate bond is strong, but this is not the way. I need to mate with Zahara. She is the strong one between the two, and she will give me the future for my bloodline that I need to have. My mom always wanted more for me, and the moment I decided I wanted to be an Alpha, she did everything she could to make that happen. If I want to keep my line in power, I need Zahara and her Alpha blood.

               I didn't wait for the sunlight to shine before I left. As great as my night was, and it was amazing, I had to get out of there as soon as possible. Nero has kept quiet throughout all of this. I know it's because of how conflicted he is because I feel the same way. This situation is complicated, and neither of us knows how to remedy that. I quickly leave the cabin and head back to my place. I need to wash Nona off of me before anyone can sense her.

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               I went a few days without seeing Nona. I did everything I could to avoid seeing her. If I thought that staying away from her was hard after I found her, it became that much more difficult since we mated. Every cell in my body screams for her. I feel like I'm empty, and I'm without because she isn't next to me. I have to keep reminding myself that I need to focus on the bigger picture; the good of the pack and my future bloodline. On the third night, since we had been together, I gave in to my urges.

~Nona~

               Three nights after we slept together, and I'm still beating myself up. How could I have been so stupid? After everything that man has done to me, I willingly give my body to him. How the hell could I? I should have been strong and held fast to my convictions, to my anger. The mate bond is a crappy thing sometimes. It overshadows everything, even logic. It will make you do things that you wouldn't do otherwise. It takes a strong wolf to reject their mate for whatever reason, and it seems that neither he nor I are strong enough.

               I have been torturing myself all of this time, even though I know this is not my fault in the slightest. I have been keeping up with my usual routine of nothingness, just trying to think of a way to regain my life and independence. That is easier said than done, that's for sure.

               Darkness came fast tonight, though it comes fast every night. You would think that when you do nothing, the days would last longer, but it actually seems as if the days are over quickly. I turn over in bed, thinking about getting up but not really feeling the need to do so. All of a sudden, I can feel a presence in the room. I don't bother to look because I already know who it is. I can feel the bed dip behind me, and warmth immediately wraps around me. "I've missed you."

               "I hate you." Laslo chuckles.

               "We already established that, haven't we?" I roll my eyes even though he can't see me do it. I can't stress enough how much I hate him. Then again, I don't really hate him now, do I? This is a horrible joke, and I have no idea how to end it.

               "Why are you here?" Laslo sighs, his hot breath blowing against my ear. He snuggles closer to me and pushes his face into my neck.

               "I told you.........I missed you."

               "Ah yes, you missed me so much. And isn't it convenient that you can get your fill of me anytime you feel like it. You have me locked up here like a caged animal. You are supposed to be my mate, then you kidnap me. It seems that is supposed to be normal, at least, that's how you are portraying it to be." Laslo says nothing, but honestly, I never expected him to. This entire situation is messed up, and I don't know if there is any way to fix it. "You have me chained, for Goddess sakes! How messed up is that? How cruel and unusual is that for someone to do to their fated mate?" I feel sparks erupt on my bare shoulder and go down my arm. Laslo runs his hand up my leg, starting from my knee. His hand settles on my breast, and he starts to knead it and twist the nipple. This damn mate bond has me whimpering at his touch, and it makes me so sick. Why am I so weak? Why would the Moon Goddess pair me with someone who would treat me like this? How long will I be this man's prisoner? Is this how my life will be? Will I be here until I grow old?

               All of the thoughts swirling around in my head cause tears to build in my eyes. I start to sob quietly, and the passage of time makes my sobs get stronger and louder. Laslo says nothing, he just strokes my stomach and kisses the back of my neck over and over again.

               I don't notice when I stop crying. I don't notice when I fall asleep. I don't notice when Laslo leaves me. I wake up to the sunlight hitting me from the opening of the curtains. The warmth of my mate is gone, and I'm both relieved and heartbroken. I hate being torn in two over this. It is so overwhelming. I stretch big and roll onto my back. I look up at the ceiling, just trying to will myself to get through another day in my prison.

               I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and place my feet on the floor. I stand up, noticing that something feels different. I look down and see that the chain is missing. I look down further to see the cuff is still locked to my ankle, but the chain is no longer attached. I lift each leg as high as it will go, almost feeling like my leg will get pulled back by the chain I can't see. It's crazy, I know.

               I see a note on the pillow that I missed before. 'I can only do so much, but I have removed the chain. Please just bear with me.' -Laslo 

               I jump up and down, the excitement is too much to deal with. I run out of the room and through the living room. I wrap my hand around the handle on the front door and yank it open, ready to run out to freedom. I'm stopped in my tracks when I spot a warrior outside of the door. My heart sinks, and I close the door. I should have figured that he would not give me freedom, that he would not let me go. I'm literally stuck here.