6. I'm your mate

In a spacious chamber, the gentle morning sunlight streamed in through the large glass windows. The body of a young girl lying on the bed mingled with the messy coverlets.

Isabelle moved slowly, her hand moving to rub her eyes because the light had dazzled her. She got up and took a sitting position. As her consciousness had gathered she slowly recalled what was going on.

Yesterday she heard the call again. And again. This time it was more intense until she ran towards the forest in the middle of the night. She remembered Violet's fury towards her and the presence someone else, a woman.

A woman who is not a human. That came out of the clumps of night mist like a ghost. She took Isabelle away. Then after that she didn't remember anything anymore.

One fragment of her memory was of her body being laid on the bed by a stout hand. After that everything felt like a dream when she was drunk. Addictive mix of pressure and pleasure.

Her smooth skin came rub together with a tough body as he fondled her as if he wanted to devour her. His hard manhood pressed against her belly. Then he used her like a toy to satisfy his wild desire.

Isabelle remembered her body opening to welcome him. It was as if they were meant for this. She still felt the taste of his lips on her neck and on her breast.

Isabelle's cheeks heated up. When she glanced at her bare chest, several purplish red blotches adorned her pale skin like a overlay of flower petals.

Her body is naked. Her clothes lay on the floor. She moved to reach for a robe on the table

"Ouch" but the movement made a pain rise between her thigh. Dried blood spots stained her skin there.

She grabbed the silk robe then wrapped her body and stood up. The pain made her bite her lower lip.

At that moment the sound of the door being opened harshly and someone standing there, Isabelle glanced up to him, he looked down to see her. Then he cut the distance between them.

That's him! Isabelle's heart pounded wildly in her chest as the man approached her. She backed away and her back hit the table.

He was in front of her, squeezing her small body.

Is this what it feels like after someone makes love to the partner that is meant for them. She couldn't help but a strange sensation rose in her stomach that she had never felt before.

The man didn't say anything nor gave her a smile. But he could be just as nervous as Isabelle.

"Alpha" she called him in a soft voice "I know you are glad to see me here- akh!"

As fast as a serpent snatched its prey, one of his strong hand went up to Isabelle's neck.

Pressing hard there and bringing her face closer to him.

Pain arose when he strangled her like that. What just happened?

"What.. What's wrong?" she tried to release his hand with her two small hands "did i displease you? i'm your mate"

Isabelle tried to get her voice out amidst his tighter choking.

Fury rose in Victor seeing the girl's eyes became teary. Is this whore really that good at acting?

"swindler" he growls.

"what do you mean?" she sobbed.

"You are not my mate. Where did you hide her and instead threw yourself at me? Answer me!"

No? Her heart was sliced. "It was me. I heard your call to come back here. Now we can finally get back together"

Victor let her go roughly. Isabelle staggered back. He grabbed her chin. "You won't cry before telling me where you hid my real mate, you understand?"

Isabelle shook her head. "I am your real  mate. Me. Don't you remember we just make a bond last night"

Unlucky. How could Victor be wrong. That witch brought the wrong girl here. "You are not. The bond is meaningless. I will kill you right now"

Her tears rolled down her cheeks. Her lips trembled. His thumb stroked Isabelle's cheekbones gently but he pressed the words in her ear as if he wanted to be able to kill Isabelle with it "unless, you'll tell me where my realmate is now. Maybe I'll let you live"

*****

Violet woke up with panic flooding over her like a leaking dam. The panic turned into screams.

Where is she? The room where she woke up was completely foreign. She groped her body frantically then sighed in relief. Fortunately, her clothes were still complete.

"Violet what's wrong? What happened?" Maxon rushed to her "why are you shouting?"

"What the hell? Where are you taking me!?" her voice rose a few octaves.

Maxon approached her "you fainted last night. So I took you to one of the lodging. We are still in the town where we met last night"

Violet looked for lies on his face. He looked just as panicked as she was. Only then did Violet allow herself to breathe a sigh of relief. "Sorry Maxon. I shouldn't have shouted like that after you helped me a lot. I was just.. A little panicked"

Especially when her dreams last night were filled with images of Isabelle surrounded by danger.

Violet massaged the bridge of her nose as a vestige of dizziness struck.

"the bathroom is there. And there is a change of clothes to prepare" Maxon said "you better clean yourself then I want to take you somewhere"

She nodded.

"Do you still want to continue your journey Violet?"

"Yeah. I'll go after my shower. Can I?"

Maxon sighed "Sure"

This morning he was dressed in a white shirt and brown vest that matched his hair color. It was only in the morning that Violet noticed the light brown color of his irises. Werewolves.

Sometimes Violet forgets that the beauty of her kind can be so allluring.

She averted her gaze before Maxon caught Violet watching him for a long time

"There will be a festival this morning. From merchants and attended by some noble. If you go you may be able to take another route. I can show you."

"You.. You've helped me so much. I feel bad"

"it's nothing"

Violet entered the bathroom where there was already a tub full of warm water. She submerged her body.