The Warriors Weakness

rebelion

Charlotte-

After the whole making out in the bar Markus decided it would be okay to kidnapped me. Yes Kidnapped, the act of taking someone against there will. He  took me to a house far away from the pack deep in the woods.  It was a normal looking house but I had learned early on to to trust in external decorations , they where there to confuse and or comfort you then when you least expect it you end up hurt.

"I hope you realize you can't hold me here against my will!!" I had repeated the same thing over and over again since he placed me in the back seat of his car with the child lock on. If I wanted to leave I could have but some part of me mostly My wolf was preventing me from doing so. She yearned for her mate it was the most active I had ever felt her she  wanted to stay with her mate. Any time I even thought of  escaping she would try to force a shift shift so she could take control.

"You won't get far" he was so nonchalant about it as he carried me over his shoulder inside the house. He was acting arrogant and speaking like a condescending jerk. The way he was speaking to me was the way you'd speak to a small  child when they tried to tell you  the sky was purple or the dog had two heads . He was taunting me and I wanted to punch him in his perfect face for that.

"Yeah that's the same thing Nial said, News flash I'm hundreds of miles away, " I snapped tugging on the silver chain he had wrapped around my ankle as soon as he set me down. Which only mad my anger with Him increase. He gave a new meaning to the old saying that once you get your mate you also gained a ball and shackle around your ankle.  The literal one. I was already someone's prisoner and I had no intentions of being anyone elses.

"Your my mate!" Markus growled out once again pulling me into his arms and kissing me  just like back at the bar my body gave in to the delicious sparks and his alluring scent. I wanted him! I had since I laid eyes on him but not like this. Not while I was his prisoner.  Thankfully luck was on my side. Loud knocking followed by even louder cries for Momma came from outside the closed bedroom door. Markus cursed before pulling away and going to open the door. Taylor set down a half a sleep Isabelle  who ran over and tried to get onto the bed.

"Momma help" She whined not being able to get on the bed herself due to its height.

"My poor love bug" I cooed crawling over to the side of the bed and pulling her into my arms.

"He woke me Momma" Isabelle accused rubbing her eyes with one hand and pointing an accusing finger at Taylor who for some reason had a cellphone in his hand and was taking pictures like a weirdo. Markus took the the phone out of Taylor's hand and tucked it into his back pocket before shoving him out of the room.

"She's not yours" Markus sat down on the bed with his back against the headboard. He was acting as if what he said meant nothing and to him it probably didn't but to me it did. I may not have given birth to Isabelle but she was my child. I had her since the day she was born, I was there through every little thing, for the past few years she's been my life, the only reason why I still clung to life. Without her I'd be lost, if anything happened to her I'd be crushed.

"She's mine," I made sure to punctuation every word. He needed to understand that if given the choice between him and my pup I would always choose her. My wolf may not be a 100% behind my decision all the time but this was one thing I we would always agree on. Isabelle was ours to protect from any and everyone.

"You didn't birth her" Markus continued to egg me on either he didn't notice how agitated I was getting or he didn't care.  "She looks like you but she is not-"

"My Pup!"I couldn't take it anymore I snapped  even with the drugs in my system I could feeling my wolf coming to the surface. I set Isabelle at the edge of the bed away from both of us specially me since I was a hair line fracture away from attacking Markus . Mate or not my Wolf and I where seeing him as a threat to our Pup. Typically females waited for there mates but in rare occasions when they find each  later on in life if the female has children  it is unusual  for the  Male to reject pup who isn't  his  since the female loved her child  and the child is apart of his mate,  the male  loved his mate he would do anything to make her happy. The male would raise the child as his own but in some rare cases the  male refuses to accept the pup and the female instead of choosing the child, her  blood, choose  the male.

"I'm scared" Isabelle whimpered, That was all it took to push me over the edge. I let my defenses down and she was taking over. Markus reaching out to grab Isabelle didn't help the situation any. The way my wolf saw it he was going to hurt our pup so she forced a shift and lunged at him. Markus moved out of the way in an inhuman speed grabbing Isabelle. I knew he had done that to get her out of harm's way but my wolf was in control and all she saw was our Pup being take away. I wanted to take control but she wasn't going to release control back to me anytime soon specially not when I had kept from shifting for over a month. She needed to protect her young and she saw Markus as a threat.

"Calm down" I couldn't deny the power behind his command but my wolf was fighting it, growling and snarling in his direction. I watched in horror as she went to attack him only to have the chain pull her back a couple of inches Infront of him and Isabelle. This only served to agitate my wolf even more and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't take back control. She was enraged, crazed by the need to protect and angry by that i had tried to suppress her so she continued to try and attack Markus only to have the chain pull her back over and over again.

"Malkus no hurt momma" Isabella somehow managed to wiggle her way out of Markus' arms and over to us. Once she was close enough my wolf nudged Isabella behind her and growled at Markus. She had calmed but not enough to give me control.  Any time Markus tried to get close she would snap at him.

"Shift back" the authority beind  his command was calling to me trying to drag me out of the dark corner of my mind where my wolf had shove me into. It wasn't like I wasn't trying , I was but the thing was  I pushed and she pushed back twice as hard. I don't know who long my internal battle lasted but when I was finally able to grasp back control I was mentally exhausted.

I shifted back not caring that I was completely naked. I laid on the hardwood floors in a curled up ball waiting for the hits to start. I had lost control HE (Nial) was more vicious than normal when ever I did.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't control her, I'm weak,  patethic , worthless, ... I'll accept my punishment Just please, don't whip me, again" I waited and waited for insults for the sting on the whip laced in wolves bang but no pain came. Instead of the harsh sting of the whip on my skin I felt a warm blanket drap over me then I was lifted into the air.  Opening my eyes I was met with violent Grey eyes but his hold on me was anything but. He gently set me on the bed took off his shirt and set it down next to me before storming out of the room. I held the sheet close to my naked body trying to calm my beating heart. Looking around the room I noticed that Isabella was laying on the bed clinging onto a stuffed wolf I'd never seen before. 

Pulling on the shirt which was laying next to me I took a deep breath and placed  Isabella into my lap clutching onto her like you would a security blanket. I needed to make sure she was okay and they'd have to pry her away from me because Isabelle was MY child and I chose her I would always chose her.