Among The Wolves

Kidnapped

The next morning I woke up in the cell after a rough night, my clothes were torn, my nails were broken, and minor cuts loitered my skin. Sorely, I rubbed my face. As much as I had tried to delay it. Shifting and blackout could not be stopped. There were really no words to describe how vehemently I disliked this.

I got up, held on tightly to my shredded outfit, and went to my room to get dressed for training. Wey’Don was upset enough yesterday that I skipped out, I knew he would not let me miss today as well. After dressing I sat by Lins’ bed and watched her as she was still fast asleep. It was time to head out but it was hard to walk away while looking at her face. She looked so innocent and oblivious. Technically, she was. She knew nothing of what transpired in the meeting or that at the end of the week her sister might be getting married… er… mated.

Ugh, these terms just seemed predominantly harder to get used to.
Getting mated was definitely not what I had planned but if it could not be avoided and if it was a way to stop Joinervetti then I could choose Obsidian over the sulky character, Kun’Zim.

I had to go find Obsidian first and if I succeeded then I practically had to propose to him… talk about unorthodox… and if he said yes then I had to do mega grilling to make sure he would be good enough for Lins.

Last part was just guidelines I put in to make me feel better about the whole thing. If he had major faults what could I do about it? I still had to be mated to somebody in three days. I did not anticipate a perfect person but at least someone who was mature and learned from their mistakes.

Last night, just before the shift Ty'Mee tried to console me. Telling me that after the mating ceremony I did not have to act like I was mated and could still live as I lived before. I knew she meant to comfort me but I was offended. My abstinence and singleness I kept for only one person. My future spouse. I have never been kissed and I wished to give that as a gift to the person who would say I do to loving, cherishing, and keeping me until death did us part. In sickness and in health, whether we were poor or rich, he would be there.

Now, I did not mind marrying someone that I could grow to love. But Kun’Zim did not seem like that person. Obsidian, on the other hand… would he take me for my faults?

I hoped to find out today.

I parted from Lins’ room and left the packhouse.  It was early dawn and the sky was just beginning to brighten. Pulling a light sweater over my head, I headed for the training base. I had no idea where Obsidian was but I did notice a tendency for him to come whenever I was in distress. Perhaps if I got myself lost in some woods he'd come find me? I was doubtful but it might be worth trying tonight. And if that did not work I had a few days to try other methods. I would not ask anybody about him yet. I did not want to risk exposing him before I had a chance to talk with him. If push came to shove… perhaps I could ask if anyone knew who that black, blue-eyed wolfblood was.

Excitement made my eyes gleam, I did hope to see Obsidian today.

I hopped up the rim that contained the sand and looked around. Wey’Don was not yet present which was unusual for him. “Wey’Don?” I called out.

I did not hear him or see him. He was probably at the larger arena. That happened once before, so I jogged off the base. Heading to the main one beyond the trees. I went through the pathway and jogged until the clearing opened. Reaching the first base I slowed and stopped, looking around. “Wey’Don?”

Still nothing. Huh.

I began to think that he was going to pull a prank on me.

Hearing footfalls behind me, I quickly turned but only saw Iota walking somewhat casually my way. Her hands were in her lab coat pockets, her blond hair up in a tight bun. I let out a stressed breath, my veins already starting to vibrate. With the passing time it seemed I was getting more and more reactionary. I tried to shake off the anxiety “Oh, hi. Have you seen Wey’Don?”