If You Feel My Love

Chapter Twenty-Six: Escaping the Crazy Werewolf

Analisa carefully blinked the sleep from her eyes, she didn't know where she was but she knew that she was no longer in England; the brunette sniffled as she realised that there was a chance that she never saw her husband again.

“How did you sleep?” Jonathon asked as he walked into the room where he had been keeping Analisa, she glared at him and moved away knowing that this was his entire fault; she couldn't believe that he had kidnapped her and thought that it was okay.

Jonathon chuckled as he walked closer to the brunette, he was surprised that she was putting up so much of a fight; he’d had no choice but to sedate her when he’d taken her from Fernando’s home and now she still didn't seem to like him.

“Don’t be like that Analisa; you know that he never truly loved you,” Jonathon said amused as he watched her, she flinched away from him as she struggled to untie her hands that he had bound together; she glared at him making Jonathon frown as he crouched before her.

Analisa watched him warily; she knew that he was completely out of his mind if he thought that taking her from Fernando would change anything; she’d never love him and she would do anything so that she could be reunited with her husband.

“I will never love you,” Analisa spat furiously as she realised that there was a chance that she wouldn’t be reunited with Fernando; she didn't know how she would cope this time if she were to be separated from him permanently.

Jonathon reached forward and slapped the brunette making her stare at him, she clutched at her face before she swallowed back her tears; she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her break.

***

Jonathon sighed as he dragged Analisa towards the car that they were traveling in, he hadn't bothered changing it since he had abducted the brunette; there was no way that Fernando would be able to find them here.

“Where are we?” Analisa asked annoyed as she was ushered into the car, she glared at Jonathon as she tried to figure out what he was planning to do; it was clear that he was trying to avoid something and yet she had a feeling that it wasn’t going to work.

“We’re in Spain, so don’t get your hopes up there is no way for your Fernando to find us,” Jonathon spat knowing that the brunette hoped that her husband would be coming to save her; Analisa stared at him, she knew that the chances of Fernando being able to find her now were very low.

The brunette climbed quietly into the car as she allowed the news of her location sink in, Jonathon smirked knowing that this might be the chance that he had been looking for; however the sudden noise from the bushes around him made him forget his plans.

Analisa looked over at the bushes, she knew that he was trying to hide from something and she had a feeling that Jonathon didn't have permission from the local werewolves to be in the area.

“Who’s there?” the werewolf hissed as he shut Analisa in the car, she watched him as another werewolf appeared out of the bushes; she stared at him wondering why he looked so familiar to her.

“I am Israel Torres, werewolf leader of this area,” the werewolf said introducing himself, Analisa felt her heart beat madly in her chest; she knew that this was her chance to escape.

Carefully she opened the car, she made sure that Jonathon was distracted by Israel as she climbed quietly out of the car; she closed the door as she noticed that Israel had noticed her decision.

“I am seeking refuge with my mate,” Jonathon lied making Analisa look at him disgusted, she snorted at his words making him look at her; she swallowed wondering why she couldn't have just been quiet until she had escaped.

“I am not your mate; you abducted me from him,” Analisa spat angrily, she knew that this was the time to speak up, she would deal with the consequences later but right now she needed to get away from him and hopefully Israel would help her.

“Analisa Maria Rossum,” Jonathon said attempting to get her to be quiet, he knew what would happen if it was revealed that her story was true; he would be executed and would never have any justice for Fernando stealing Analisa from him.

“Torres, my last name is Torres… it has been since I married Fernando,” Analisa said hating that he was attempting to call her by her maiden name.

Israel stared at the brunette stunned at her admission, he had long since thought that his brother was dead and now to hear that there was a chance that he was still alive after he had been taken.

“You’re married to Fernando? Fernando José Torres Sanz?” Israel asked as he stepped forward, Jonathon stared at the werewolf hoping that the brunette wouldn’t confirm his thoughts; he could see that this wasn’t going to end well.

Analisa nodded her head, she could tell that Israel was thrilled at her words before he moved to glare at Jonathon who looked less than pleased, she knew better than to hover where she was stood and she quickly made a break for it as the two wolves started fighting.

Analisa wasn’t sure how long she had been running for before someone grabbed her, she struggled suddenly fearing that it was Jonathon; she screamed before the person clamed a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.

“It’s okay, he’s gone,” Israel said as he realised the brunette, she turned to face him; she took deep breathes in an attempt to calm herself before she licked her lips as she stared at him.

Israel carefully watched her for a moment; he had so many questions about his younger brother that he didn't know where to start.

“Where you telling me the truth about Fernando earlier? Is he really alive?” Israel asked softly as he watched the brunette, he didn't want to take her home if she was lying about his brother’s life; she nodded her head as she watched him.

“He is, we’ve been married for about six months now,” Analisa said making tears fill Israel’s eyes as he realised that his brother had survived the slavery that he had been taken into; not only that but it was clear that he had also started a family during the time he had been away.

***

Staring out into the night sky, Fernando didn't know what it was but he suddenly had a feeling that Analisa was safe; he glanced over at the twins before he leaned against the window frame.

He prayed quietly to himself hoping that soon he would be reunited with his wife, he hated to think of something bad happening to her; there was something about his feeling that told him that she was no longer with Jonathon and he didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

“Come home to me Ana,” Fernando whispered as he felt the separation slowly start to take its toll on him, he didn't know if she had noticed it but soon his venom would slowly start to poison her if she wasn’t brought home soon, it would slowly kill her unless she returned to him.