"Open." He demands.
I whimper, opening my mouth and he puts his two fingers that were previously on my clit, in my mouth.
"Clean them." He states.
I obey instantly, licking them slowly, my saliva making his fingers clean and his face shows that he's...
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<~A month later~>
I don't know how long it's been. I'm hungry. My wolf isn't responding. And if I even move, the collar burns through my skin. It reeks of piss and dead food in this small cell. And worst of all, I miss him. I actually miss him. I'm pretty sure it's the stupid mate-bond but still. And not once did he come down to see me. Not that I care. I'm so weak, mentally, physically, and I'm exhausted.
Guards have been coming every once and awhile to give me food. But then they move it just out of my reach. Then tease me for not being able to eat. Long story short, it's been hell.
I lay unmoved against the wall with my feet sprawled out and my arms hanging above my head.
I had some time to think at least. When I see him again, I'm going to reject his stupid face. Even though I volunteered to take Elise's place, even this is too long for a she-wolf to be exposed to direct contact with silver. I hate him. I hate that I miss him. I hate that I'm not strong enough to fight back. I hate that my wolf is too weak to communicate with me.
I smell his scent swoon over the area and I quickly perk my head up toward the door.
"My precious." He says in his thick accent and steps into my line of view. I watch as he unlocks the door and steps inside.
"I didn't want this for you. But let this be a warning, don't try to run away from me again." He unlocks the cuffs around my wrist and ankles and my arms fall to my side. I groan and slump my head down, not having the energy or and fucks to give to reply to what he's saying.
He squats down to my height and lifts my chin with his hand to meet his eye level. His index finger comes up and traces my chapped, bottom lip. I meet his gaze and take him in. He has some stubble where his beard should be making him look as sexy as ever. Wait. No. I will not allow myself to be attracted to this beast in any way.
"You think I look sexy?" He smirks and cocks an eyebrow.
"No! What?" My voice come out more hoarse but well enough to get my words across as I quickly move out of his touch, turning my head away.
"Baby doll, I can read your thoughts. Don't lie to me mate. I don't like being lied to. If you do it again, I will-"
"Punish me. I know. Go to hell." I grumble out, glaring daggers at him.
"Feisty. I like it." He says ever so cockily and unlocks the collar around my neck. I wince at the pain and fall all the way on the ground landing with a thud. I can't move. This release feels so nice, I was beginning to think they'd keep me in here forever. Luciano is quick to my side and picks me up bridal-style and carries me out and to the pack house.
"Put me down, now." I demand, trying to wither out of his hold and he doesn't even humor me, continuing to walk. I cannot muster the physical strength to jump down, so I scowl, turning my head away from him and to the sky.
