Alone

Pain

Oh my ever loving gosh guys!! You all kill me. I blinked and when I looked back up, you guys had voted, and read, and commented, and freaking FOLLOWED so much I couldn't believe it. This book is still small but it's growing and I promise you guys I'll do my best to keep it good.

I was locked away in the cell. I waited anxiously, with faded breath. I was sure Damien would bust in any moment and save me. That didn't happen though.

I waited, and waited, and waited. I felt my hopes begin to fade. After hours of expectancy with nothing to show for my heart hurt. I felt so let down. What the hell stopped him?

There's no way he just left without me. I would've heard if there'd been a fight. D-did he really leave me? Did Alpha Ross convince him to take a new mate? Did Damien just decide I wasn't worth the trouble? Maybe Damien didn't love me like I thought he did?

I cried myself to sleep that night, alone.

The next morning I woke to pain. It started as just an uncomfortable pressure on my chest, but as I laid awake longer it grew. The violence and intensity behind it crushing me. Before long I was screaming and writhing on the floor.

Tsk. Tsk.

"Well my dear, looks like someone is having some serious separation anxiety." Alpha Ross stared at me.

"Wha-?"

He shook his head as if I was stupid, "Your little Alpha may have marked you, which is why you won't go into heat, but having him mark you and not complete the bond added to the distance between you two, you're gonna feel like crap."

I gasped for air, "H-How do I fix it? Please tell me."

His eyes flickered to something more sorrowful and apologetic before flashing to a menacing apathetic look. "One of you would have to reject the other. Damn good thing you didn't mark him or else it'd be impossible. But there is a trick I know."

I shuddered at the thought of him rejecting me, there's no way of God's green earth I'd reject him either. There has to be some other way, "Please, do anything, I can't reject him."

He crept closer to me and knelt down, he delicately gripped my shoulders, "You sure?" He seemed happy and hopeful as he waited for my answer.

I hurriedly nodded my head as more pain coursed through me.

"It's okay sweetheart, you'll feel better soon."

In an instant I wanted to die.

His head lowered to my shoulder and he placed his mark over Damien's. I cursed and screamed as tears poured down my face. What bullcrap is this? Who the hell else gets forcefully marked twice?!

He carefully removed his teeth and licked his mark clean. He gazed down at me lovingly, "I know it's hard to understand, but I'll take care of you. Far better than Damien ever did or would."

With those words and the sincere look in his eyes I faded into black.

Damien's POV

"GOD DAMMIT!!!"

After calling Alpha Ross to let him know he needed to have Adriana waiting for me on his doorstep by the time I got there. Though as I went to step out the door I fell to my knees in pain. Marking her and not mating with her was putting me in serious heat. A violent throbbinv was coursing through my whole body and radiating sexual pheromones to any female close enough to get a whiff.

I was forced to retreat to my room before I did something I'd regret. My mind was set solely on returning Adriana to my arms, but I couldn't really do that if I swept another woman into her place on the way.

I, now a day later, stood in an ice cold shower praying for her safety. I rested my head against the cool tile as I panted out of breath. I was constantly fighting the urge to barge out of this room and to her, but I knew the second I was within 20 feet of a woman I'd get distracted.

As I reached for the knob to turn off the water when my legs gave out. I tmbled to the floor and hit my head on the knob. My chest was on fire, a searing heat hooting through my chest and neck. I clawed at my body, searching desperately for some way to relieve the pain as my body trembled.

What the hell was happening? I could feel my bond with Adriana lessening. D-did she reject me?

Did my sweet, little baby give up on me? On us? My wonderful mate really rejecting me?

No you idiot! Now's not the time to get depressed. Now's the time to get pissed. She didn't reject you, if she did I'd know. No that monstrosity of a mutt marked my mate!

Jax was livid as he growled put this information to me. The pain I felt was still riveting, but I peeled myself out of the shower and stomped to my bedroom. No bastard takes what's mine.

There will be blood.