The Master, My Lover (BDSM) (MXM)

Chapter 15

Xarq's POV

"Baby boy," He says after setting the breakfast tray on the bedside table. "Y-Yes?" I answer out, timid. He's unpredictable. I never know what he'll do next.

"Eat," He demands. Without another word, I began eating as silence filled the room.

"Why do you always push my buttons?" He says, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "I-I don't understand, Ryan..?" He gets up abruptly, wolf visible in his eyes. "Why do you always find a need to push my buttons like this? Are you making me hurt you on purpose?" He growls out.

This.

This is why I am scared of him.

"No, Ryan, please! Never again," I beg. But my pleas fall on deaf ears, I myself know he never takes forgiving well. "Maybe if I hurt you more, you'll end up actually listening to me for once. Should I try that, baby boy?"

A chill goes down my spine.

"No..." I start to look around the room for an exit, but he's caught me in the action. "Don't even try. You won't get far," He grins sickeningly. "I.. NO!" I flap my wings, creating strong winds against Ryan. "Fuck you," He spits out bitterly at me as I feel my heart tear a little. I flap my wings and start to prepare for flight, but before I do so, he's already stabbed my wing.

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I wake up confused. I'm in what appears to be a completely bland room. There is a bathroom, kitchen and bedroom but everything is either metal or white in colour. I start to look for the door, but find myself to be completely locked in. I slump against the wall, tears in my eyes. Is this not the same as when I was with my old master? What difference does any of this make?

I've tried bending the metal walls to escape but all the walls seem magic proof. I mean, there isn't even a fricking door so yeah, I did expect that. As a fallen angel, pretty much the only thing I can do is fire blasts, bend anything or shapeshift. Magically speaking. "Xarq," I hear a voice say but it honestly sounds unclear. All I can hear is my blood rushing because I'm so tired. I hear footsteps approaching me but they abruptly stop and suddenly get distant.

Well, whatever. That's not my top priority. My main priority is to get the fuck out of here. Do werewolves do this to their mate? Is this a normal thing? If so, I no longer want to be his mate. Curse the Moon Goddess for making me his mate. I've lost all respect for him now. I decide to bend certain objects to create a fire. After doing that, I bend the fire towards the metal wall. Thank god the fire isn't made of magic and it actually burns down the damn wall.

First thing I collide into is..

A royal guard.

I run for my life, trying to flap my wings for flight but I notice they're still hurt, with dried blood on my feathers. They're way faster than me though, so I decide to bend their sense of gravity, making them run backwards. Ayy, yer a wizard, Xarq!

Once I'm successfully far from the kingdom, I finally rest as my whole body threatens to collapse from all the walking and running I did. Fuck Ryan. Now my wings are injured and in pain and I have NO clue on how to cure them. I suddenly hear growling and fucking pray to the gods that isn't Ryan.

The rustling gets louder as a wolf pounces on me. I turn and squirm away but to no avail. The wolf has me pinned and it's jaws a few centimetres away from my neck. "Easy now, wolfie.." I say gently and the wolf seems almost confused. Taking advantage of his confusion, I bend the air and push him far away, knocking him into a tree. I mutter a quiet apology as I run for my life again for the hundredth time.

{ Heartbroken af because me and him broke up. For fucks sake. 💔 }