My Wolf-man

Chapter 39 ~ Tears

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I woke up in a room other than the one I was brought in, with a woman gently folding clothes across from me.

To my left there was a giant window, and I could see an open field of green grass and a lake in the distance. If I could only break the window I could es-

"It's a projector. The window's not real," she whispered.

My eyes darted back to the woman who had now turned around and was quietly gazing at me. She had on a light pastel green doctors outfit, with simple white sneakers. Her brown hair was cut into a bob, defining her protruding cheekbones. The dark circles under her eyes made me question what else went on in this house and whether or not she was being treated as badly as I was. I could see her collar bones protruding through the thin cloth covering her, and I blanched. She was mistreated as well. And she was being starved.

"You must be Sang."

I growled at her. I was intent on making everybody in this place my enemy, to save myself the pain of experiencing whatever just happened before I blacked out again.

A sharp pain started in my neck, and I reached up to find a warm liquid soaking through the bandages wrapped around my neck.

She took a step towards me, and I growled at her again.

"Don't come near me," I hissed.

"Let me at least re-wrap your bandages. You don't want it to become infected."

Her kindness made me perk up a little, not in hope of finding a friend, but because she wasn't as dark and haunting as the other men which have now entered my life for the worst.

She gathered her equipment and made her way over to me, gazing intently at the gash wound across my throat.

"If you're lucky, it won't scar," she stated quietly.

I eyed her cautiously, trying to determine if she was a friend or foe.

I opened my mouth to speak and her eyes widened in fear. Glancing up to the corner of the room, I followed her eye sight and caught the security camera posted on the wall, almost invisible if she hadn't have pointed it out in the first place.

It's beeping red light made me feel small, isolated, like an animal whose every movement was being monitored. Which it was. I was like a ticking time bomb, and anything I did could set off the beast on the other side of the camera screen.

I glanced away from it, hoping that no one was watching the monitor and knew I now know where the camera is.

She adjusted herself so her back was to the camera and no one could see the hushed whispers she was expelling from her right lips.

"Don't talk. Just listen. You're in danger here."

I ducked my head, my stomach filling up with dread and fear as vivid images from yesterday poured through my mind.

"Does your mate know where you are?" Her eyes looked so hopeful, making me think she was just as much a prisoner here as I was.

I wanted so badly to speak, but fear of the unknown and who was watching kept my mouth glued shut.

Recognizing my dilemma she said, "Take a big breath in if yes."

Truth be told I had no clue. I hoped our bond was not being overpowered by the agonizing pain and fear I felt yesterday. I wanted so badly to be with my mate again. To be held by him, and touched my him, and to rub myself clean of the touch of Gramps whom I've grown to absolutely detest.

She signed when I didn't respond, her eyes losing all signs of hope and fading into empty black pits of despair.

"I don't know what to do. I've been here for so long and I want so badly to be free."

My eyes welled up. So she was a prisoner, like I was. I wanted to help her, to make sure she was the one who could be free from this hellhole. She's been here longer than me and I'm acting like this is the worst thing in the entire world.

I opened my mouth to respond to her kindness, when the door smashed open hitting the wall and leaving an indent.

I cowered in my seat, dreading the conversation to come. I met the eyes of the girl and her look almost told me not to say anything I'd regret.

I didn't even get a chance to ask for her name!

"I'll be back," she mouthed. I glanced at Gramps standing in the hallway, glaring at her to leave. Her quiet footsteps retreated as she shut the door behind her, and I was left with him alone in the room. I started shaking uncontrollably but I had no energy to steel my spine.

He walked over to the projector, arms crossed behind his back and stood staring out of the imaginary window. He didn't say anything for a good couple of minutes, and I curled up into a ball at the head of the bed, eager to put as much distance as possible between us and not wanting to be the one to break the silence.

"I hope you like the view. It's all you're going to be getting for a while."

I blanched, dreading ever staying here for longer than was necessary. I wanted Aiden to come and get me out as soon as possible. I didn't want to face the wrath of him ever again. My neck is still throbbing from the pain of breaking open my wound.

He finally turned around and observed me, pitifully gazing at the wound which overs half my neck and shoulder.

He coughed. "Sorry about that. I didn't purposefully indent to cause you any harm."

I accidentally let out a snort, earning a scowl from him in return.

"I want you to know that this is going to be your temporary room until we complete the mate bond later."

I blanched. "What! You don't really think I'm g-"

"I don't care what you want!" He boomed, making me cower in fear. His eyes hardened, determination moulding in his eyes.

"I am in charge of you. I have always been in control of you. I have cared for you, given you resources needed to survive, put a shelter over your head even when I didn't want to! I cared for you when no one else would. I was your guardian. And I'm going to be the only one making decisions in this relationship."

"This relationship! This relationship! This isn't a relationship! You lost any sign of a relationship the minute you brought me here!" I screamed, tears welling up in my eyes. "I detest you for it!"

"I don't care! You will mate with me, and you will be mine! You are going to fill the void left by my mate when she passed. Frankly you don't have a choice in the matter. I'll be back tomorrow morning."

Sobs racked through me, turning me into liquid as I crumpled into the bed praying I could be invisible again and everything would go back to the way it was originally. I didn't even want to think of what that would be like. Images poured through my mind, each one making me want to scrub my brain free of all of it forever.

"Oh grow up Sang. Your mate," he spat as he looked at me within hatred, "is not coming because he is never going to find this place. It's in the middle of nowhere. You have no parents, and you're friends aren't going to be much help because they're in the same position as you are right now."

"Leave them alone! This has nothing to do with them!" I yelled, barely being able to see straight from the tears blurring my vision. My voice cracked as another sob racked through me.

"Oh but it does. You see, I am in complete control of you." He made his way to the door, glancing behind him to tell me he'd see me soon and to spend the time thinking about what he said.

I skunk into a ball of nothing, willing my tears away so he didn't have to see me pour my emotions out in front of him but they flowed freely down my face. I cried for Bloom, and Alice, and Lucy and I cried for my parents. I cried that Aiden didn't know where I was, and I cried because the thing that scared me most was that everything he said was true.

He was in complete control, and there was nothing I could do about it.