Chapter 15. Third Chance Mate

15. Third Chance Mate

This Chapter is dedicated to STEPHANIE WATSON... Thank you for your support

I noticed the back of a man who was facing me.

Even in the darkness, I could tell he had broad shoulders, was six feet tall, and had a well-built body. His dripping wet clothes clung to him like a second skin.

He seemed attractive, and I couldn't take my gaze away from him even if I tried.

Suddenly, I heard a voice inside me say, "Mate!" Though it was timid, I could feel an entirely new person trying to speak from within me.

I questioned if I might be hallucinating or hearing things, or perhaps it was my wolf speaking to me. I shook my head, trying to dismiss it as mere imagination. How could I connect with my wolf now?

As I got closer, I noticed he was on the phone, speaking fervently or perhaps even giving out orders. His voice sent shivers down my spine, resonating with power and intensity. He exuded strength and a hint of danger.

I came to a halt and began to ponder about him, who he might be, and why I am so drawn to him.

"Mate!!" The voice inside me screamed once again. Then I understood he was my 'Third Chance Mate,' and did I just hear a voice inside me? Was it my wolf who was speaking to me?

I was overjoyed since no one had ever heard of a third chance mate, and it wasn't even the night of the red moon. I had forgotten why I had come here in the first place, and as it hit me, all of my demons came back to haunt me.

The joy of having a third chance mate filled me with hope, but doubt and fear quickly crept in. What if he rejected me too, or worse, what if I lost him? He seemed a short tempered person, and the memory of Edward, who had once broken my heart, haunted me. What if he repeated history?

What if he didn't want me either? Could my heart take another rejection? I am sure If he does the same, I'll lose the mental edge I'm clinging to.

I was curious to see what he looked like, but I was also terrified by the aura that surrounded him. The fact that he didn't seem to notice my presence gave me pause. Is it just me, or am I the only one who feels this attraction? What if it's something else, and I'm misinterpreting everything? What if none of this is true?

Millions of many questions and I'm not sure where to turn for answers. I was jolted out of my reverie when I noticed his movements as he stuffed his phone into his pocket.

Panicked, I began retreating backward. My mind was in turmoil, and I couldn't discern right from wrong; all I wanted was to avoid another rejection.

I turned and sprinted away from the scene, leaving behind the questions that had plagued me.

My earlier intentions had faded from my thoughts, and as I approached our house's fence, my purpose came back to me. "I must escape at any cost," I muttered as I sneaked through the backdoor and into my room.

I hastily grabbed a bag and stuffed my belongings inside. A hand reached out and grabbed mine as I zipped the bag after putting everything in it.

I was stunned to see my mum holding my hand. "What do you think you're doing here, and where have you been all this time?" She asked, her gaze drawn to my luggage.

I didn't respond and remained silent since I knew I was in trouble and that replying to her would only make matters worse.

She grabbed the bag and began undoing it. When she realized I was attempting to flee the house. "So you were trying to get away from this? Do you realize they paid a lot of money for you?" Mom stated.

If looks could kill, I'd be six feet below by now.

"Please, Mom, don't do this to me," I begged.

"Here we were doing everything for your good, and instead of being grateful, you're attempting to make us look foolish." She took my hand in hers. "You will now understand what it is like to be tortured. Thank goodness I don't want to stain your exquisite body since it will tarnish your attractiveness; else, I would have skinned you alive by now," She had warned me.

"I'm sorry, Mom, please don't punish me," I begged again.

"Skylar, come here," Mom said.

"Yes, Mom?" he replied.

"Please fetch some ropes for me. Your lovely sister was attempting to pull some shenanigans on me; we need to tie her up so that we can keep her safe and in our outhouse for another two days." Mom ordered him.

He looked at me sympathetically, but I was disgusted by his sight, so I laughed and moved away from him. Skylar Jones has even lost the right to feel sorry for me, as he was also partially responsible for my current situation.

If anyone has the power to change Mom's mind, it has to be Sky. He has the ability to change every decision Mom makes, or should I say, he reviews everything Mom does first, and only with his approval do my parents carry out any acts. Nonetheless, he chose to remain silent as everyone ended up abusing me.

I was soon tied up and left under the stairs, the door shut in my face.

I was remorseful about every decision I made today.

Days had passed since then. Meals were served twice a day, always under watch. I couldn't stop thinking about that fateful encounter, wondering if I had truly connected with my wolf or if it was all a hallucination.

I felt terrible about what I did two days ago. If only I could have faced him, if only I could have seen his face and learned who he was. That day was quite traumatic for me as a person. I can't accept the idea that I was a fool to run away from my own destiny and end up in even more difficulties. I should have chosen a different choice.

After that day, I attempted to escape from the prison, and I even succeeded once. Still, I was confused as I stood thinking about where to go to find him.

Before I could escape Dad caught me, and since then, my meals have been reduced to two per day. I have no idea what day it is or when that bloody auction will start.

I tried summoning my wolf and imploring her to talk to me, but nothing happened.

I was so irritated that if someone crossed my path right now, I wouldn't hesitate to slap them right in the face if my hands weren't tied and I had my wolf with me. But now, what can I do? I am inferior to humans. How can I even consider battling a group of grown-up wolves?

I was jolted out of a trance when the door of the room I was locked up in opened with a thud.

I expected Mom to be waiting there, possibly with a new punishment planned for me, but she was with another woman.

"She is Astrid. Make her ready make sure she looks the best and the one on whom the highest bid would be placed." Mom gave the girl instructions.

She was holding something in her hand that I think were cosmetics.

"Mmm.." I wanted to yell, but the gag wouldn't let me.

"Patience, my love, you will have plenty of time to speak and say your goodbyes now that this nice lady over here is going to get you ready, and remember to be good to her because she is a warrior wolf, and it won't take her a second to tear you into bits." On her way back, Mom warned me and shut the door.

I was moved to my mother's room, and my attire and makeup were tended to. My eyes were blindfolded, and I inquired about their intentions. "Sorry, it's your mother's orders," She replied before gagging me.

She led me somewhere, and I felt my father's presence. I don't know whom but he was talking to someone.

I was unsure where they were taking me, but I couldn't bring myself to resist. They led me inside quietly. I was ashamed of myself for not even fighting their advances and instead simply following them.

"Stay here and don't do something stupid," Dad said.

I gave a nod. Even though the blindfold was still on, I could feel the lighting on my face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I cordially invite you to the pack's auction." Suddenly, my senses were heightened, and the voice from the microphone irritated me.

I was unsettled, haunted by the words that lady had spoken earlier and the anticipation of what awaited.

Suddenly, a strong woody smell with a tinge of fresh sea wind reached my nose; it was distinct from everyone else's, and even though it was from a distance, I could sense it as it calmed me down.

I'm familiar with this aroma; I've smelled it before. Someone's presence could be felt in the corners. Then it dawned on me.

HE IS HERE!!

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