Chapter 4

Elise's POV

Its been three days since I've been here and basically nothing has changed except for my old eating habits and speech. I talk much less than I usually do, but can you blame. I don't know anybody here but Megan and Noah.

I see Megan everyday, but I haven't seen Noah since when he first talked to me on my first day here and neither have I seen those two kids from my afternoon here. Apparently they are King Theodore's children, my imprisoner whom I am still yet to meet. Every time I ask to be released, Megan just ignores me now. Before, she kept on telling me that 'Theodore' would have her head and that I'm his mate so I should not be asking to leave and such, but now she bluntly ignores my pleas.

And guess what, every time I talk about leaving this place, my chest hurts so I have stopped because its not like anyone is willing to help me here anyway. Don't get me wrong, I still want to go back home, but something about this place makes the mere thought of leaving excruciatingly painful and not only emotionally, but physically too, I guess this permanent, dull ache in my chest is an example.

I slowly rubbed my chest as I swallowed gulps of my cool water that is placed here everyday before putting it back on the nightstand next to the untouched sandwich prepared for me. Its the only thing I consume anyway. For the past three days, I've only been nibbling on the food they give me, almost always sending it back uneaten on most occasions. Its not that the food is not delicious though, I just can't stomach it. My appetite is almost nonexistent.

The only thing I take is apple juice, like the one I got on my first day here, water or some fruits, rarely solid food though.

I let out a sigh as I once again closed my eyes that have grown to be permanently swollen all my crying nowadays. A single tear slid down my cheek followed by another then another until it grew into a steady stream as sleep welcomed me back into its grasp with my hand clutching onto my chest to try and sooth the ache that tormentedme. I guess this is my new life now. Crying myself to sleep is just a norm in my new, dull reality of a life.

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"Her heat is rising, undoubtedly due to the mate bond. The Alpha must do something or else the Luna's life will be in jeopardy and I'm afraid this is only the beginning. I doubt the Luna will survive the upcoming stages if the Alpha does not act soon." Sighed a soft, female voice in my foggy mind.

A moan involuntarily left me lips as I turned on the bed to try and find a cooler spot. My body felt like it was on fire and the now burning ache in my chest threatened to tear my chest into pieces. My throat felt like sandpaper and my body felt damp with sticky sweat. My permanent headache now felt like a pounding drum in my brain, making a silent cry leave my lips as tears of pain left my eyes. I was in agony.

'Someone please make it stop.' I profusely begged in my head, my lips seemingly struggling to cooperate with my brain as moans of pain and cries left through them while I profusely twisted and turned on the bed, trying to lessen all of the pain, but it was futile. The pain was there to stay as it threatened to tear me apart.

My body felt damper by the minute, making the bed as wet as I was. The cover I had on me no where to be found on my body and without a second of warning, a pain filled scream left my lips, piercing my own ears and making a ringing sound torment my ears as cries of agony left my lips.

Opening my eyes felt like a mission as the pain left me feeling weak and numb to everything, but it.

But a small pinching sensation in my arm had the pain subsiding to a barely maintained ache as sleep threatened to drown me in relief of the now bearable pain. Only then did I have the strength to finally open my eyes after what felt like hours of unbearable pain, but in actuality only about five to ten minutes.

My eyes connected with a sorrow and pain filled, forest green pair. I opened my mouth to speak just for my strength to completely leave my body as my sight grew blurry and my hearing grew silent. I was once again pulled into a much welcomed oblivion called sleep as it nestled me into its dark clutches.

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Noah's POV

I angrily marched down the long corridors, the waves of my barely contained rage leaving whimpers from pack members and staff in my wake. I of course felt guilty, but the rage of my Luna basically on her death bed due to my Alpha's senseless decisions and fears overwrote the guilt. I slammed the door in cold rage before marching to Theo's emotionless, stone cold face.

"Have you heard?" I practically spat as I glared at his emotionless features. He kept quiet, but I knew him better than he knew himself so it was easy to spot the pain, rage, confusion and mostly regret that sprinkled in those chocolate brown, cold orbs of his. They shone as bright as stars for me regardless of the strong, cold facade he had on. Theo is like a brother to me, we have known each since birth and so I know him very well. " My Luna and Queen is going to die due to your careless and selfish decisions. I would rather you reject her so she can go back to her old life, to the people who care about her." I seethed.

I knew I was playing with something much worse than fire here, but I have had enough. A golden ring started circling his orbs, threatening to absorb the brown in its wake. His wolf clearly fighting to gain control over his humanity. A barely noticeable golden glow started lining his broad stature, growing darker by the minute, but I knew that he wouldn't hurt me, even his wolf was not capable of that. Yes, he could actually harm me, but not enough to kill me. Just enough to graze me.

The office window suddenly broke into pieces as he clenched his jaw in barely contained rage.

His chair suddenly flew back and broke into pieces as it smashed into the wall creating a demt in the wall due to the abrupt force he got up in and his wolf's barely contained rage, mixed with his fairy powers.

"You dare to disrespect me, Noah." He quietly growled with warning in his voice, his voice full of authority that made my wolf whimper and threatened to make me bend the knee in submission.

"Only when you make irrational decisions." I challenged regardless of what my body willed me to do.

"Who are you to tell me on what I should do with my mate. My mate is none of your concern!" He growled out making a strong gust of air harshly blow into the room with a strong force that pushed the heavy oak doors into the wall across the hall and off their hinges making them land on the floor with a harsh bang that had me suppressing a cringe at the loud, piercing sound.

"I am your friend who is not afraid to approach you when you make rash decisions that I am aware you will regret along the line of your life. I am your friend who cares a great deal about you and you know this." I calmly responded even as the rage still boiled in my veins, but reasoning cannot be reached through calming fire down with fire.

His hard, cold and fury glazed gaze softened as his eyes filled with a pool of sorrow, all the tension and anger stopped as he fixed everything with a twist of his wrist. The broken pieces of wood on the carpeted floors disappearing as the wall seemed to reshape or remold to cover the dent on the wall. The door across the call disappearing before appearing where it belonged.The room was spotless and it looked like nothing had happened in the room a few seconds prior as he plopped down on his chair that was once broken on the floor.

"I am afraid to admit that you know me more than I would like to admit, Noah." He half-heartedly chuckled as a glass filled with a golden, strong scented liquid appeared in his hold before he took a sip.

"That is true, but what do you expect from your friend of many decades, actually of many centuries." I warmly smiled as I took a seat on one of the two chairs in front of his large, oak table.

He weakly chuckled into the palm of his unoccupied hand before looking at me with the same familiar broken eyes I have known for the past century and some. Under all that rage and coldness lies a very broken man. A man scared to love.

"I'm afraid I do not have the strength, Noah. I just cannot bring myself to face her, nevertheless touch her. In this part of my life, I am not an Alpha. I'm weaker than a human." He weakly said, no ounce of anger in his voice, just deep sorrow that he only ever allows his family to see, but his children. To everyone else he is the powerful, hybrid Alpha and King of Lycans and Werewolves, but us, his family know better. He never has a genuine, sincere smile anymore, all his smiles are half-heartedly or fake except for when he is with his children or on certain rare occasions. His first mate broke him, but he has a second chance at love now and he should grab it before he loses it completely.

"I know, but Theo she will die if you do not do something. Everyone is already devastated." I softly explained, letting my sorrow also show.

"I am aware." He sighed." I do not even know where to begin. I have only done wrong with her." He sighed before taking a sip of the drink again before it disappeared, leaving a few barely noticeable bright light in its wake.

"You may start by letting the children see her, well after you touch her and sooth her suffering that is." I smiled, earning myself a light chuckle and nod in agreement.