Helloo so I hope you liked part one!! I know I said I’d make a long chapter, but I wanted to end it where I did so I’m making a part 2 on chase’s p.o.v. i originally didn’t want to switch p.o.v.’s but I think it’s important that I do. So it’s going to start off in the torture chamber part where felicita wakes up to a bloody chase. So yeah tell me Chase’s P.O.V. what you think!!
Chase’s P.O.V.
I wake up in a small boxed area.
My seat is drilled down to the floor and there are silver cuffs around my hands and legs. Plastered around the cuffs there are little specks of wolfs bane on them. There is a glass wall right in front of me showing an empty chair. There are no doors around me and I’m all alone. I’m feeling kind of weak and bubbly.
Inside i feel like a part of me is missing. And after a while of trying to think I realise that my wolf isn’t with me. He never actually talks but he leads me with his senses and feelings.
I hear a door open and look around, only to see that it’s from the other side of the glass wall. The hunter’s carry in my angel. She’s unconscious and they carelessly toss her into the chair. I let out a loud growl and they look up at me with a smirk on their face.
They lock her up and the whole time I’m bashing around. The drug they have injected in me makes me weaker and illuminates my enhanced strength. Even though I still am extremely strong the chances of me getting out are smaller. They silver and leaves still burn my skin and it hurts immensely.
They chain her down and leave the room.
My poor baby doesn’t deserve this and it drives me crazy. I feel weak and pathetic. I’m a disgrace of an alpha and it infuriates me. I try to link my pack but after trying too hard my head hurts.
The beat of my heart races as she wakes up. She stirs a little and opens her eyes. They meet mine but they don’t really meet my eyes. They look so far and distant. Like she’s looking at me but it’s not really me. Her eyes widen and she screams. The noise rings in my ears as she starts to thrash. A pain over comes my body but it’s not from anything physical, nothing is happening. It’s just her sitting there.
She yells after me and my heart clenches. What are they doing to her? I look around and try to get out; I hear my skin sizzling and sit back. She is still screaming and crying. Oh those tears pain me.
I know what they’re doing. I’ve heard about this kind of torture.
They put two mates together. They make the female see things, since their minds aren’t as strong as the male wolves, and force the male to just watch as their mates suffer. It’s the worse one and it hurts to know that this is what they chose for us.
“NO STOP, DONT HURT HIM PLEASE!”
Her tears don’t stop and each one haunts me.
“No baby, listen to me it’s not real. Listen to me please. Try to block out whatever you see and listen to my voice. Okay just focus on me, nothing else. I love you felicita. Please just..... please just listen to me.” Tears are falling down my face when I finish and I try so hard to get out of the restraints but it hurts.
“Please felicita. Please.”
Her breathing slows and she is still crying and whining.
“Chase,” she says
“Yes baby, I’m fine, I’m fine.” I respond loudly.
“Chase, why can’t I feel the pain?”
This has me screaming and thrashing. She isn’t there, they have her. They have my baby. And I try so hard to ignore the pain and continue trying. She thinks it’s real. She can’t even hear me.
She just stares at me crying looking around wildly. Then all of a sudden she looks to the door. She cowards away and whimpers. What does she see? What is it that she’s afraid of?
Her head slowly moves from the side to me. Her eyes following something.
She starts to thrash and scream. “please, I need him.” She says. My heart twists and tears run down my face. She looks so scared and innocent. This is too much for her already broken self. “Please just take me instead. Just don’t do this.”
I scream and rip free from my chains. My wrists are raw and bleeding. I crouch down on the floor growling. It isn’t as powerful but it’s there. I bow my head and breathe. I try to keep my breathing steady but then she screams. It was worse than any of the other ones and it hurts my ears. I yell and cover my ears. The sound haunting me. And it lasts so long. The scream is worse than what she’s imagining. And it hurts.
Then she stops, gasping for air, and repeats my name. Her voice is raspy and low. She stops all her noise and lays her head to the side. Now she stares at nothing and i know she’s in so much pain. I feel my wolf come back to me and smirk as I let him take over.
He takes control and shifts us. It wasn’t those poof transitions. It hurt as my skin stretched and my bones broke and were reattached on different places.
We stepped back a few steps and ran head first to the window. The first hit made a crack run down the wall. The second time it made a big splatter of cracks. The third had the whole thing crashing down.
As soon as I stepped into the room 3 men came running in. They all headed to me and tried to harm me, one tried to latch handcuffs, another tried to inject me and the last tried to stab me. I bite into one of the men’s side and ripped out the skin. He yelled and fell to the floor.
I looked at my baby and she was still aimlessly staring at the wall. I stood in front of her and growled at anyone that tried to reach her.
The second man came at me and stabbed me on my shoulder. I yelped and bit into his. I dragged my head back and threw him into the room behind us knocking him out. The third one was scared. I could smell the fear radiating off of him. I growled and bit into the air. He jumped and scrambled back. He grabbed his knife and pointed it towards me.
I looked him in the eye and growled again. He jumps on me and cut down my arm. I pushed him away and shifted back. It hurt more than usual and once I was done I was panting for air. I got up and grabbed him by his neck. I slammed him against the wall and squeezed his neck.
“Where are the other hunters?” I growled
“The-they are at your pack area, they left us with only us three.” He said.
“How do I fix my mate? You sick bastards have broken my mate!” I yell.
“y-you can’t” he said looking down.
I scream and growl and rip his throat. I turn around and pick up my mate. I walked away holding her shaking body tight. The man was right. They were alone.
I was going to fix things. I was going to take my mate to safety and I will win this war.
MUWAHAHAHH PLOT TWISTTT.... okay so yeah how was it?!?!? i really hope you liked it ^.^ yeah so that was part 2 and yeah i kept my promise.... love me???
~ariel xoxo :)
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The Painters Savior
أدب المراهقين**Chase looks up at me and his eyes have tears on the edge of his eye lids. I step towards him and place my hands on his chest. I slowly raise my hands up to his neck and pull him flat against me. “You thought I was a weak flower. Thought so low of...
