"Chilli, It's okay," Sam tries to reassure me, "you really are doing great. Okay, so from what you just said, you focused in on Elias and your bond. Which makes sense and is great, now let's use that.""How?" I question. "How does that make sense?" Elias buts in and Sam pulls a face again as if we are idiots."Think about it you two, when you finally saw each other as mates, Chilli, you had been through and overcome some serious shit. So your bond was like salvation after the storm." "Hu, never thought about it that way before," I ponder aloud, is that what started to unlock this added power he is on about? Did my love, need and want for him and to save his life help this power bloom? "From the reports of that night, you somehow basically healed Elias. If it wasn't for you Chilli, I'd be a childless father, and that's something no parent wants. Thanks to you, my son lives, because of your power and your rare heritage. And I am so thankful and overjoyed to have and call you my daugh
Elias POV Her flames tickle my skin, making it feel all tingly, as it vanishes but not before igniting a fiery passion and need to have her. I want her so badly right now, it almost hurts. She is ... there are no words that do her magnificence justice. The sight of her on fire should have scared the shit out of me, but it didn't, I was just in awe of her. My mate is heavenly when illuminated like that, pure vision of grace and love, our love? My love for her? Just wow."Well good, get a good night's sleep, you're going to need it," father says.Ha, there's no way we are getting any sleep any time soon, opening a mind-link with Chilli, ''Not very likely, I have a few ideas and none of them involves any sleeping, at least not any time soon'. I tell her, holding her tightly until father bids us goodbye and goodnight. As soon as the door closes behind him I pull Chilli in for a soulful, deep kiss. She purrs and nips at my lower lip, playfully. The next thing I kno
The next day Chilli POV 'So much for a good night's sleep', I think to myself squinting at my bedside clock. Three-thirty am. We exhausted ourselves after round four I think it was, and conked out pretty quickly. Now a sickly feeling forms in my stomach at the thought of what this day brings. I stare at the seconds ticking by hoping it will help me drift back off to sleep before this nauseating feeling settles. My eyes begin to feel heavy as Elias moves in the bed next to me and rolls over, pulling me in close. I purr in his arms as everything goes dark and peaceful as I return to the land of dreams.When I reawake at a more reasonable hour, I strangely feel perfectly rested, like I've slept for a week. Sitting up and staring out the window at the beautiful sunny day, it feels like any other day, not the day I'm to stand in front of the packhouse and make my father submit to me. I inspect my hands as I turn them over in front of me, it feels crazy, like
Another bang on the door, "Logan?" Sam calls again."Yeah, coming, just a sec," I shout back and wait for the sound of his footsteps to disappear down the hall before returning the phone to my ear."Pauline? Are you still there?""Yes, Logan," I sigh with relief at her words, "you have to go now, think about what I said, you could be alpha.""Wait, what?""I have a plan, but I need your help, we need you, you are the key to our success," "I'm listening," my interest peaked. I listen intently, and when she's done explaining, she simply says, "Think about it, see you soon my love." And with that, the call ends. I stand motionless for a minute, processing everything, my emotions mixing with each other and leaving me with only confusion. Knowing me so well, a text appears on my phone,: You submit to no one, my alpha.Her words clear the fog of my mind, I now know what needs to be done, what needs to happen and what I must do. I reply with three little words,:Yes, my luna.Hearing Sam
Taking a deep breath, I step forward, calming myself, preparing myself. "Logan Burnes, kneel and submit," alpha Sam commands but Logan stands firm, unmoving, "Logan, please willingly submit," but still he stands, unwavering. Sam steps onto the lower step and leans in closer to my father to speak as quietly as possible so only we can hear him, "Logan, submit or you will be made to." To which my father chuffs, making a snorting sound of disbelief. "Fine." Sam growls, "you leave me little choice," straightening up and retaking his place with us, he nods to me and as I step forward again my father laughs. Laughs at me, at the premise I can make him do anything let alone submit. His humour sparks a reaction, as I feel the fire burn inside of me, feeling it grow and expand as it travels along and through my veins, coating my nerves, burning, fueled by my disappointment in him, my anger at his actions, at his disrespect towards me and mine. I fight to control the fire from consuming me, as
Elias POV 'Come on Chilli, you can do this, you've got this!' I think to myself as all I can do is observe the precedings unfolding before me. 'Come on, use it!' Watching her struggle. "Submit," she commands, but Logan just squashes her with his aura and I have to fight my protective instincts to not jump in and help her. "Last chance, Submit! Now!" She growls through gritted teeth. Logan's expression is full of confusion as my father barks at him,"Logan! He'd her, listen to her!" But he laughs and laughs, making me want to hit him so badly."Are you blind? How is she going to beat me? You can't do it for her, Sam. None of you can," shooting mother and I a horrid look, not letting up on his child, in pain on the ground. I can feel her pain like it is my own, my instincts say to push it away, to not feel it, but I can't do that, I can't leave Chilli to suffer alone. Logan's not holding back, his anger is consuming him whole as my father loses his temper, "Logan!" He roars,"No Sam,
Chilli POV "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen," I coo, rocking this bundle of joy in my arms, "yes you do, my little angel," kissing my baby's forehead so softly, so gently, it probably feels like a feather brushing against her delicate skin. She looks up at me and smiles, her little face full of joy and happiness at seeing her mummy. 'You are mine, all mine and I'm never letting you go,' I think to myself, 'I will fight for you, die for you, kill to protect you, my little angel.' She looks so much like me at that age, and her eyes are like mine but also Elias's. She is perfect. As I lose myself in the cuteness of her features, in the love I have for her, the ground starts to shake around us. I clutch her close to my chest, fear and the need to protect her spiking, stinging my nerves, looking around as my surroundings vibrate viciously and crack, sending dust up into the air. I cough as I'm bumped up and off of my seat, falling forward onto the floor. I land on my knee
Fuck this and fuck her, I have nothing left to lose. If I'm going down I'm dragging her with me.The door swings open with an old metal sound, as it squeaks a high pitched squeal, just narrowly missing the top of my head. She stands above me, looking down at me with a cruel smile,"Hello Charlotte," she says with the nastiest bedside manner voice I've ever heard, "what are you doing down there?" She asks like I'm a fucking child. Glancing up at her and then away, not caring to give her the time of day to look at her face or answer that stupid bloody question. She continues as if I've answered her, "well, you'll catch your death on the cold floor like that, get up," acting all nicey nice but I just roll my eyes at her, not playing her games. "I said get up," she spits through gritted teeth as she kicks me, I wince but that's it, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of showing too much pain."Where is my father? Does he know or even care where I am or what you are doing with me?' I