We moved Isla back into the guest room after cleaning up the blood and gore she left behind. I searched the room to make sure there was nothing she could use to escape. I re-chained her ankle to the bed. Since they were done with the experiments on her and just wanted to study her abilities, they could do that on the training grounds. While Ashina studied her abilities, I’d be getting my brothers to do some research into the Packs achieves. I had a lot to make up for, and I refused to lock her back up in the dingy dungeon. At least here she could have some common comforts, like a bed and shower. I had sent an omega to buy clothes in her size as well as anything else she may need. She could, after all, one day be Luna if my plan worked. Daciana had a point. We needed to find the old research and see what it had said and where this law even came from. I sent my brothers to search the achieves for the information Daciana had suggested, hoping there was something I could use to save her
The door closing behind him; I slumped onto the couch. “How dare he do this?” I fumed, like I’m not already confused enough. I gently touched my lips, recalling the soft feeling of his lips on mine, and whispered, “how dare he…” I feared that if he had decided and tried to fix things with me as well as to accept me as his mate that I would be unable to turn away from him. To be completely honest, deep down, I wanted him to want to fix things. I had a feeling that under his cold exterior, was a kind and passionate man. My father had told me stories of the mate bond and how important it was to follow it because you only get one. Sure, there were rare occurrences of a second chance mate, but that didn’t happen often. “You know you want him. Why not have him?” Daciana questioned. “Because one moment he seems to care and the other he doesn’t.” You don’t think I want to be with him? He plays mind games and doesn’t know what he wants. Of course, I want him to want me and to choose me, b
I set the bag down on the dresser and looked inside. There was bottled water, prepackaged snacks, and sandwiches. Anders' solution to me not eating was to have someone go buy food that hadn’t been tampered with. Was there a gas station around here? I was surprised by the kind gesture. Seeing a pizza sub in the bag, I opened it and devoured it. I was hungry. I downed two bottles of water as well as eating some of the snacks. Full and as comfortable as I could be with a chain around my leg… again. I readied for bed, brushing my teeth and hair and, to my surprise, finding clothes in the closet and dresser. Instead of finding sparse men’s clothes, I found woman’s clothes in my size. Was Anders trying to make it more comfortable for me here? I was grateful for the clothes and food and would have to thank him later. I put on a tank top and shorts and crawled into the comfortable bed, falling asleep in minutes. … I was back in the c
I had the same dream as her? How the hell did this happen from just a dream? Her entire body had been burned, and her fingernails were completely gone. Her hands looked bloody and sore. “Has this happened before?” I asked her as she backed away from me and my brothers. Tripping over the chain and landing on her backside. I can’t believe they followed me in here and saw her naked. Anger flooded my mind. She shrugged, “don’t think so. Look, I’m sorry if I woke you up won’t happen again, promise.” She thinks I’m angry because she woke me up. If I hadn’t, could she have died from her dream? I could tell she felt outnumbered and threatened. She was looking back and forth between the three of us; her guard up. “Leave.” I told my brothers, who shared a concerned look, then nodded and left the room, the door closing behind them. I moved towards her. She looked guarded but let me pick her up from the ground, setting her on her feet. I would have to do something about that damn chain. Seem
I sat facing him. “If you wanted to make amends, why not let me go?” “I can’t, not until I can prove to the Elders you are not a threat.” Well, at least he’s being honest, I guess. Frowning, I replied, "There are people I need to find, and I can’t do that as a prisoner, can I?" It was frustrating there was a job I had to do, and he was preventing it. “Who do you want to find? I can help you after we get things here straightened out.” he asked as he moved closer rubbing my leg with his hand. “I won’t say, just people. I can’t just sit up here all the time. It’s boring and there are things I need to be doing.” “You won’t tell me who you have to find and what you have to do, but you want me to let you go? I don’t think so, besides we are supposed to be together isn’t that what our wolves have been trying to hammer into our heads with these nightmares?” “That’s only part of it. Did you not notice that anytime we were together, we both met our deaths merely weeks later? We don’t get
Watching her sleeping next to me made me feel so complete, like the emptiness inside was melting away. I would do anything to become closer to her and if I had to take on the elders and my pack, so be it. She looked peaceful. As I brushed a stray lock of hair off her face, she woke looking at me with sleepy green eyes. Hypnotizing. Looking up at me, she whispered, “morning.” “Morning. How did you sleep?” Furrowing her brow, she answered, “Another dream, but at least this one wasn’t filled with death.” I had dreamt as well; I was in the Bloodmoon packs castle, but it was a lot newer like it had just been built. Our clothes were from over a thousand years ago she wore an old-style dress fastened with a brooch along with a cloak made from tartan that was fastened to her waist by a leather belt, and I had on white tunic and trews which were made of tartan (We both wore the same color tartan which symbolized being married), I went by a different name, and she did as well. We were happy.
The morning had gone by so slowly; I had showered, made, and remade the bed, looked for things that needed tidying, but there was not much in the sparse room and I ended up pacing back and forth, lost in my thoughts. “Would you stop already? You are driving me crazy?” Daciana ordered. Raising my brows, I replied, “You're crazy already. I can’t take credit for that.” In response, she laughed, “True, but seriously, find something to do.” Aside from the clothes and food that Anders had given me, my room was empty. Sighing, I sat down on the couch and watched out the window with my head in my hands as wolves came and left the castle going about their daily business, as I dozed here and there from boredom. Maybe they should put me to work. I hate not having anything to do. I used to make my parents dizzy puttering about never sitting still. There was always something I had to do. Writing, drawing, cleaning, training, and playing my guitar were my main ones if I wasn’t hiking or hunting
I was shocked at how well she fought; her father must have trained her ruthlessly. He was a Beta and strength is important to maintain your title. He definitely would have trained her. She was unnaturally fast and seemed to know every weapon she was handed, as well as martial arts. “You want to spar with me?” I questioned as she turned and faced me in challenge. It would look bad if I got my ass kicked, but if she was going to be my Luna, she needed to prove herself to them. “Have it your way.” I smiled. I walked forward and stood across from her as she took a stance with her so-called daggers. The one weapon that we did not use that often in the pack. It was more a witch’s weapon than a wolves. I unsheathed my sword as she crouched into a low stance. Looking like a cat ready to pounce. She lunged at me, her blades a blur of motion as I tried to block her. She was mixing in martial arts with her attacks. I managed to block her onslaught and knocked her to the ground. Her eyes swirlin