Untie my heart

Saturday morning River

I woke up sore, and disoriented. Looking around the memories from last night came flooding back to me. I am still naked but thankfully no longer tied up. I can hear the shower running, and Becca singing softly through the bathroom door.

I jump off the bed and quickly find some clothes. After getting dressed I run to the bedroom door and listen for any sounds outside the door. I breath a sigh of relief when I don't hear anything and turn the handle praying that the door is unlocked.

Unfortunately I am not that lucky and the door is firmly locked. I start frantically trying to open the door when I hear the shower turn off. I was still trying to get the fucking door open when Becca stepped out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel.

"Hello mate", Becca cheerfully chirps. I quickly shoot my head towards her, looking at her wide eyed and completely frozen.

Becca smiles the sweetest smile I have ever seen and asks, "how are you feeling this morning?"

I start backing away from her, putting as much distance as I can between her and I. Becca frowns slightly before sighing, "River, don't be afraid" she says. "Please, just relax, everything is okay you are safe" she continues, looking directly into my eyes.

I scrunch my face, shocked again by her audacity.

"Uh what?" I say, "you fucking raped me last night, how the fuck can you act like everything is fine?"

Becca laughs, fucking laughs, and smiles at me again, "River we are mates, we mated it's part of the process" she says winking at me.

I just stare at her, wide eyed, no idea what to say to her. She makes her way towards me, while I try backing up more but I am already plastered to the wall behind me. I try to dodge her by moving to the side but Becca is too fast and before I know it she is pressed firmly against me, hands on the wall on either side of my head, breasts smashed against my chest.

"Listen River", she begins, "I know this is not ideal but tonight we are having a party to introduce you to the pack as my mate and future king. I expect you to be on your best behavior in front of our guest and be ready by 3pm" she orders.

My eyebrows shoot up before I huff in defiance, "you are out of your fucking mind if you think I am going to play nice at some fucking party".

Becca's expression turns deadly, her eyes change to pitch black for just a moment before she regains control, "listen closely", she says, "you can be as stubborn as you want behind these 4 walls but as soon as you walk out those doors you WILL play the part of a loving mate, do you understand?"

I just stare, wide eyed again before finally speaking, "MAKE ME" I say. "What are you going to do Becca?"I ask, "beat me, torture me, kill me....bring it on" I say, scowling at her.

Raising one eyebrow Becca smirks, "oh no baby, I will never hurt you....physically... again but don't forget who has your sister little mate", she says in a deadly serious tone.

My heart stops as I frantically explore her face for any sign of a bluff. If she is bluffing she has one hell of a poker face because I can see no hint of a lie.

"You wouldn't" I say, my voice revealing the uncertainty I feel.

She leans in closer, her lips touching my ear as she whispers, "do you really want to find out?"

I hold my breath, unsure of what to think, say, do, my mind is reeling, trying desperately to comprehend the threat against my baby sister.

Becca moves her face slowly, rubbing her cheek against mine as she begins placing butterfly kisses across my jaw ending at the corner of my lips. I feel her smile against my cheek, "I'm glad we have an understanding mate, remember be ready at 3 okay?" Her entire demeanor changes from deadly serious to playful and light as she pecks my lips quickly and starts walking away.

"I can't wait to introduce you to the pack babe,"she screams excitedly, "tonight is going to be so much fun!" Becca walks over to the closet pulling out her clothes, as she heads to the bathroom she continues, "Jake will be by shortly with your breakfast and tuxedo, if you need help getting ready just let him know okay?" With that final order Becca disappears into the bathroom.

I am frozen in place against the wall, "what the hell is going on?" I manage to say out loud. I hear Becca's sweet laughter again as she pokes her head out of the bathroom, "gotta get used to it sweets, it's all part of being mated to the future queen" she winks and retreats to the bathroom.

I let out a ragged breath and rub my face with my hands. Moments later Becca reappears, walking quickly over to me, invading my personal space yet again she leans in and gives me a lingering kiss on the lips, that I do not return, and she smiles. "Well babe, I have some final things to finish up before the party, I will come by at 3 to get you" she grabs my hand and gives it a quick squeeze before walking to the door, placing her thumb on a finger print scanner, I had not noticed until just now. She turns to me right before walking out and says, "Hope better believe we are happily mated or her stay here will be less than pleasant. This can go one of two ways, your lovely sister can live the life of a princess, never wanting for anything or she can stay locked in a call, either way she is not leaving this castle".

Walking out the now unlocked door, I just stare at her as she sways her hips, head held high, the picture of a perfect queen disappearing through the door.

Once she leaves I quickly run to the door trying to open it but it is locked tight. As I try to get the door open I hear heavy footsteps approaching and Becca greeting the two that just stopped in front of the door.

"Jake will be by soon with your Kings breakfast", Becca chirps, as her footsteps become harder and hard to hear, "yes my queen" both guards reply and then I hear nothing but two individual beating hearts.

I let out a sigh and decide to sit on the floor, my back to the door, head in my hands, trying to brainstorm a solution to this very fucked up mess Hope and I are in right now. All I can do is pray to the goddess that Hope is safe and not scared out of her mind.