His abused mate

Who?

I have been in here for about a day. The carpet was soft under my legs, almost as if no one really walks on it. The bed was the place I was trying to stay furthest from, even though the silk blankets call out to me for a good sleep.

I have been trying to think about a plan to get out. I know I can't stay here.
Here, I was going to die one way or another. But not by the hands of my 'mate'. I will not give him the satisfaction of it.

"Hey," A boy with a dark blonde hair, and green eyes walked in with a tray of food.

"Hello," I replied in a whispered manner, yet my voice was raspy.

"I brought food," he says with a smile. I guess, hoping that would open me up more.
I gave a faint smile.

"I'm Conner's brother," he said pushing the tray towards me.

"Who?" I asked grabbing the tray and looking to see what it was.
It was pasta with some kind of meat in it and a glass of a dark drink.

"Conner, the Alpha" he says trying to refresh me. He must have seen my confused expression, because he explained further.

"Your mate."

Mate?

It hit me hard like a ton of bricks. And the more I thought of it the more was loaded onto me. Everything started to click.
God, I am such an idiot.

The Alpha's my mate.

Now, I have to leave or I am going to be used for more than just cleaning.
I forced the food down my throat knowing I have to leave tonight. I sucked down the liquid the sweetness of it making my mouth pucker.

"Are you okay?" the boy asked me.

"Peachy," I lied.

I have my plan and he is apart of it. I know using this nice guy to sneak out is wrong but do I have a choice?

"What's your name?" I asked, my mouth still full.

"Johnathan," he was barely able to finish his name before, I guess, he was mind linked.

"Your mate is coming, gotta go. Bye," he left me with those few words before my mate came rushing in.

Conner stared coldly at his brother, but his brother seemed to be enjoying this time, as he had a goofy smile on his face.

Conner turned from him and towards me. He didn't exactly have dark blonde hair like his brother, but like a sandy type. With dark and light blonde hair mixed together, with dark blue eyes with specks of green. He was probably around 6'3 and had broad shoulders.

As he walk towards me his brother took that as a sign to leave.

What is he going to do?

I had no clue, but my plan just went out the door with my mate's brother.

Dammit.

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Still editing some more, trying to make this story more clean.
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