His Savior

Elders

~Nona~

               I've had my freedom for a bit now, but it isn't real freedom. I can't leave this damn house. The only freedom I feel is the fact that I'm no longer chained up like an animal, and Zora has finally come back. She is as torn as I am, though. She feels the mate bond fully but hates Nero as much as I hate Laslo. They are holding us here against our will. Laslo comes and goes, and when he's here, the mate bond wins out, and we have our way with each other. When he is gone, I reflect on my situation, and I feel sick to my stomach.

               In reality, I'm feeling sick in real life. I have spent so much time bending over the toilet, emptying my stomach. I know what this could be, but I don't want that to be the case. I don't want to be tied to Laslo forever. I want to gather as much strength as possible and reject his ass. I just can't find that strength in me. Zora can't find it either. She has been so quiet and so defeated. We have always wanted our mate, but never under any circumstances like this.

Zzzzz.....Zora....I....I thin.....I think....

I know, I know. I gulp. I just know, and Zora will know for sure. I just don't want it to be. Before I can speak to Zora further, my stomach starts to turn, and I can feel the chunks rising. I swear I hate feeling sick, and I hate throwing up.

               I rush to the bathroom and make my way to the toilet. I drop to my knees, and my head is over the toilet just in time for me to heave and spill everything that was in my stomach. It really isn't much since I've been like this for days. I heave a few more times until I come up empty. I sit with my back against the wall and let my head fall in my hands. My skin is clammy and sweaty. I'm breathing heavily. Goddess, why did this have to happen? Then again, what did I expect would happen? If I'm being honest with myself, I knew this would come to be. It was simply a matter of time.

Zora?

You already know. There is life growing inside of us. Laslo's baby......we are pregnant. I let those words wash over me, and I can do nothing but start to sob. My body starts to shake with the huge sobs that are taking over. I'm pregnant, and what should be happy news just isn't. I'm terrified and devastated. I can't have a child under these circumstances. I can't have Laslo's child at all. What am I going to do? Where can I go? I may not be cuffed to this house anymore, but I definitely can't leave. There are guards posted 24/7 to make sure I do not leave these walls. I'm a prisoner, and there is nothing I can do about it. At the same time, I can't raise a child under these conditions.

               My sobs continue unrelentlessly. I'm gasping for air and hiccuping. My body feels like it's going to collapse under the pressure of my sobs. I stretch out on the tile floor and let my tears fall freely. There isn't much I can do at this point but let my tears out. I don't know how long I cry; I just welcome the darkness when it comes to greet me.

~Laslo~

               "What can I do for you mother?" I'm sitting at my office trying to complete some pack work. My mother sits across from me, quietly accessing me.

               "I've noticed there have been many nights that you haven't come home. I know you weren't with Zahara because she hasn't been anywhere near here. Please tell me that you aren't going against your own plan. Please tell me that you aren't letting your mate cloud your judgment." I look down at my desk, not wanting to meet mother's eyes. She has always been able to see right through me, and it's quite annoying.

               I already know what she would say if I told her that the nights I've been away have been spent with my mate. This was not the plan. I mean, yeah, I planned to be with my mate, but it feels as if the mate bond is slowly taking over. I find myself feening for Nona. I can't concentrate on work, can't eat, and I can't sleep. It's like she is a drug, and I'm an addict. I haven't even been following through with my plans for Zahara because I'm so consumed with Nona. "I've had some long nights just trying to figure things out." She definitely doesn't believe me; the look on her face makes that clear.

               "Son, you need to remember your plan. Remember what's important. You want to be strong, which is why you have your mate in that house. You need her close to increase your strength. You want to have strong heirs, and the pack needs a strong Luna. That's why you are pursuing Zahara. With her Alpha standing, this pack could get stronger. Don't let something as silly as a mate bond keep you from everything you deserve." Mom's right, of course. I had a plan, a solid plan. I can't let this mate bond make my plan obsolete. I have to rise above and do what's best for my pack. That would be to mate with Zahara, make her mine. The pack will be that much stronger once I do that. Before I can respond to mom, the phone rings.

               "Alpha Lalso, Wild Tail Pack. How may I help you?" The phone call is brief but held a lot of information. "Thank you for calling." I hang up the phone and look at my mother. "That was a representative for the elders. They will be arriving soon; they have some questions they need to ask." My mom's eyes get big, and she is starting to look panicked.

               "The elders are coming here?!" I nod in response. "Goddess, I wonder what they are looking for?"

               "I have no idea, but I know one thing. Whatever they are looking for, they won't find it here." My mom nods at me and starts to smile. I have no idea what the elders are looking for, but I will make sure they leave knowing that the Wild Tail Pack is amazing and being led by the best leader.