My mates are queens!?

Chapter 52

Alex's POV

How long have I been here? Has it been days? Weeks? Months? Where are my mates? Why haven't they saved me yet? Did they give up? I wouldn't blame them.

Everything hurts. I can't move an inch without shocks of pain overwhelming me. My once white clothes are now stained red. It's worst here then at my old pack.

That crazy bastard is truly insane. Revenge? Revenge on who? Why is he taking it out on me? Gosh, this is so frustrating and annoying.

During the time I was getting manhandled, the screams and yelling of protest from the woman across from me finally got to James, the man torturing me and stealing my blood for some odd reason, so he ordered to have her bounded and gaged.

She was forced to watch in silence, her yells muffled as the man hurt me again and again. Day after day. I think. Goddess, I hate it here.

Hearing small whimpers, my eyes widened. 'Mist, is that you?'

'Yes, it's me.' A smile formed on my face for the first time since I got here. 'Mist! It's so good to talk to you again. Where'd you go? I couldn't feel you anymore and began to worry. I was so lonely.'

'I don't know. After we were taken, they put something into your system that made it for me impossible to talk to you. No matter how much I tried.'

My brows furrowed. There's something out there that can forcefully make it so you can't speak to your animal side? I never knew that.

'Well, at least you're here now.' Yeah, that's the only good thing that happened to far. 'Have our mates try to contacted us?'

Mist whimpered. 'No. Only marked mates can do that. And since mates never marked us, we can't mindlink.' I groaned, shutting my eyes closed as I regretted being too afraid to ask our mates to mark us. 'But they are looking for us! I know it.'

A big part of me believed that too. But there was a tiny part that wasn't so sure. I trust my mates, I really do, it's just...trust isn't something you can fully count on. So, it's time to take things into my own hands. I've waited to long. 'Alex?'

Slowly getting up, holding back cries of pain, I got to my feet. Already breathing heavily by the amount of energy I used up, making me leaning against the wall.

Standing there for a while, I steadily made my way over to the cell door. I realized that Mr. Psycho was starting to forget to lock my cell door after a while of me being here. Probably because I can barely move after what he does to me.

Oh, I really want my mates to beat him to a bloody pulp after learning what he did to me.

My right shoulder and arm are definitely broken. I can't move it at all. The same with my ankle. After giving him a swift kicked to the crotch, Mr. Psycho gave me a small warning to not do it again. When I get my hands on that hammer.

Letting go of my arm, I slowly opened the cell door. Gritting my teeth as it squeaked so loud everyone in a mile radius could hear. 'Try, not to make any noise please.'

I rolled my eyes. 'I'm sorry. I can't control the door and ask it to not make any noise.' Plus, with my limp, I'm gonna make noise regardless. But I should keep the noise to a minimum.

After all, who knows what Mr. Psycho will do to me after learning I tried to escape.

Hearing some muffling, I looked over at the woman across from me. The gag still in her mouth. What does she want? 'She probably wants to come with us.' Okay. I guess.

Limping over to her door, I gently pulled on it but it didn't budge. Lock. The woman tried to say something through the gag which made me tilt my head. What is she trying to say?

My eyes widened and my eyes shot up when footsteps echoed through the hall. Dang it. Is he already coming back?

Quickly going back into my cell, I closed the door behind me. Taking a seat next to it. Act natural.

Didn't take long for Mr. Psycho to appear with his stupid grin. His eyes trailed up and down my bloody body. "Seems like you have some fight still in you if you can still move." I stayed quiet. Only glared at him as he knelt down.

"I'm not in the mood to snuff out that little fire so you're in luck." We were nearly face to face now, with the bars in between us.

The two of us stared at each other in silence until I decided to speak. "What do you want from me?" He put his hand under his chin, like he was admiring me as he tilted his head. "Revenge."

"Revenge for what? On my mates?"

"You don't know." What? "Do you?" What the heck is he talking about. If he's not getting revenge on my mates, then who?

Seeing the confusion on my face, he sighed. His face suddenly becoming dark as his normal grin disappeared. "I want revenge on the very beings that have wronged me." What does this have to do with me? "On the people that took away what was rightfully mine and gave it to someone else."

Reaching through the bars, Mr. Psycho grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me towards him. My head banged against the door.

Head ringing, I looked up at him as he glared down at me. The evil and darkness in his eyes scared me to my very core. "You took my throne."
Throne? What throne? "I was supposed to rule. Me! I was supposed to be king!"

He really is insane! He's just a crazy human!

Pushing myself away from him, and ripping my shirt in the process, Mr. Psycho glared daggers at me. Gritting his teeth so hard that I thought they were about to break.

Staring at me while taking deep breaths, he got back up. "With you gone, no one can get in my way." Looking down at me for a moment longer, he then walked away. Not glancing back at me.

What a nut case. Thankfully he didn't notice me stealing the jungle of keys off his waist when he pulled me towards him.

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Author: Made a Percy Jackson and The Olympians fanfic about the daughter of Hypnos, god of sleep, cause why not. Who's gonna stop me?