The Seven Sons: The Slave 6

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~Sorry, for such a long wait, but I have had a slight case of writers block, then show choir practice started and then school started right after that. The only reason I got a chance to write was because I got my wisdom teeth out. So be thankful that i decided to skip sleeping longer to not be in so much pain, to get this posted for all of my great fans. So Comment, Vote, And Enjoy!~

Chapter Six

Drake

                After I saw her crying and I couldn’t do anything, I felt like all the energy in me had been sucked out of me. So when I found myself standing in front of the door leading out into one of the many gardens and although it was pouring down rain, I still walked out to the middle of the garden.

                I loved the feel of the rain running down my face, like it was trying to wash away some of that staggering pain; that almost has me down on my knees. I had so many emotions built up inside that I just needed to let it all out. So when I went to let it out, it didn’t surprise me when no noise came out, but had silent tears running down my face.

                I couldn’t believe how I hadn’t done anything to help her. Why didn’t I do anything to stop her from getting hit? My mind questioning my actions.

                ‘Because she is our mate and we can’t let her get hurt…’ my wolf answered me, seeing as he was a dominant part of me and this was our mate.

                It’s just not right though, I thought, it just feels wrong to stand and watch as she gets punished for doing nothing.

                ‘I know that, but we have too. If anyone ever found out, what she is to us then she could be taken away from us to never see her, again.’ I could tell that when he said that he felt the same great sadness that I did. ‘Besides, if she’s gone, then everything will just be worse and at least this way, we might have a chance of actually getting to know her.’

                He was right, I knew that, it still hurt though to think that she could be in a lot of torment and, yet, there was nothing I could do. I can’t hold her and tell her that ‘everything’s going to be alright. No matter, what happens I will be right here for you always.’

                Yeah, like I could tell her something like that; everyone I know would probably laugh or find it disgusting that I even felt that way about her.

                I paused in my wondering thought, because I could feel someone watching me. I slowly turned my head, but when I turned it far enough to see someone; I saw that no one was there. Who was watching me? I felt like I could still feel the person’s intense gaze on my back, though they weren’t there.

                After I was soaking from head to toe I decided to get out of the rain because it wasn’t helping me, it was just intensifying the deep depression that I felt that was starting to tear me up inside. I slowly walked down the hallways, taking my time, not caring that people gave me weird looks.

                I stopped by the small little kitchen next to our lounge to grab a quick snack, then walked into the lounge as I was walking in, I saw Zaire running around looking everywhere. He ran right past me to Ryker’s room and ran into the room. I walked over to the doorway and just stood there, watching him look all over the room for something. Then again he ran right past me and did the same thing to most of the other rooms; I just followed close behind him standing in the doorway.

                While this was happening I could hear a muted rustling coming from Tait’s room, when I heard the door to the room opening I leaned slightly out of the room so I could see Miranda walking out. She walked over to Soren’s room; she knocked lightly on the door then walked into the room and shut the door behind her.

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