Chapter 38
I sit in the cold in the darkness of night looking up at the sky. My head rests on the pole. I can’t lie down because the chains are not long enough so I sit, resting with the pole as a pillow.
I didn’t count how many whips I got but it was a good few.
It’s been a few hours since I’ve been here. And just like I said to myself, the pain goes away. It hurts but it is bearable.
I hear the whimpers of the poor souls who have been tortured here and are prisoners. That breaks my heart Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on ALLMACWARE.com. Visit ALLMACWARE.com to read the complete chapters for free.Suddenly, a blanket is thrown over me.
“Your punishment is over,”
Poppy says as a guard unlocks my shackles. “Be careful with her. Don’t hurt her,” she says to the guard
I look up and notice that it is not random guards at all. It is Garret, and Victor who stands behind him
They take me to my room and as they open the door, Lotus walks out of my bathroom.
“In the tub. I have a warm bath running for her,” she tells them.
They do as she says and leave the room.
I rest my head on my knees, closing my eyes. The warm water does make things better.
“There there. It’s over now.”
can’t seem to look me in the eyes. They each grab one of my arms and carefully carry me back to the house.
Lotus gently pours water on my body washing away the blood and the dirt. “Let’s get you cleaned up so you can rest.”
“Alexis…I don’t know his real name but, he is alive. He is also being treated for his wounds.” Poppy say
I am angry and I really want to say that I don’t care but I do. I am glad he is alive. But I am still so angry at him.
“The other man…the one that is your mate, he is also alive. He is in the infirmary also being treated.”
Ezra…why is he always making things worse?
After they clean me up, they lie me in bed facing down and tend to my wounds. I’ll heal within a few days, I would have been almost completely healed by tomorrow if it had been a normal whip that was used on me but this one had silver so it will take a bit more time and it will definitely leave scars.
I am thankful when I am finally left alone to sleep. It seems like morning comes too fast. I did not wake up once during the night. I was so tired.
Luckily, most of the day I am not disturbed.
The next day mid afternoon, I am taken to Warrick’s office. I am feeling much better and my wounds are halfway closed.
When I walk into Warrick’s office I am surprised to see not just him but Ezra too.
And he looks different than the last time I saw him. He still has a bit of swollenness on his face but almost looks completely healed and he iswell dressed in a suit. “Oh…it’s you,” I say not hiding my disdain for him.
“That’s how you treat your mate?” Warrick asks.
“He’s not my mate. I rejected him a long time ago. Why am I here?”
I show no fear and I certainly am about to speak my mind on anything he has to say. I am no longer afraid of this man.
“You are here because I demanded it.”
“Well, I am here. Now what!” I am snappy and he notices.
He narrows his eyes at me but then looks at Ezra who I have been ignoring all this time and who just stares at me.
“Ezra here has willingly asked to join me. He is willing to give all the information of his pack away in order to stay here with you. Go ahead, speak, boy.”
Ezra takes in a deep breath. “Cass, I was wrong. I need you. I need you more than anything. Please forgive me.”
“Forgive you? Why? Just because you say you are sorry? And then you are willing to betray your family like this?”
“I know I f**ked up. I was stupid. I regret it. I regret it all,” he says.
Now thinking…I haven’t had any pain of betrayal since being back in his pack.
“Please, just give me a chance to talk. To make things right.”
“I honestly feel no genuine remorse from you. You are just angry because your brother f**ked me.”
I swear these words coming out of my mouth almost don’t feel like they are mine.
He growls at me. His fist closes and his body shakes in anger.
“Bingo,” I say with satisfaction.
Behind him, Warrick is completely enjoying the show. He is smiling but doesn’t right out laugh.
“So you did it on purpose.
He is using you! He is the one that brought you here! He seduced you and lied. He doesn’t really want you!” Ezra speaks.
“I know what I know. Actions speak louder than words and I know where Colt stands when it comes to me.”
He loves me, I know this. felt his love. So this man can’t convince me otherwise.
“Believe what you want, Ezra. I don’t really give a shit. I reject you ten times over. You can go choke on a dick for all I care.”
Ezra looks shocked and I almost want to laugh. I like this version of me. The one that doesn’t give a shit.
“He is your mate. Do you not feel the bond?” Warrick finally talks.
“Oh, I feel it I just refuse it. I will not let this feeling rule me. All my life I thought that the mate bond was a gift but it is not. It is a way to force you to want someone even if that someone is a complete narcissistic, abusive ashole. I refuse to put those pink shades on that blind me from seeing all that is wrong in someone because of a mate bond. I will be the one to choose who I want to be with and that person is not you, Ezra.”
Ezra is pissed.
“I came all this way for you. I was willing to go into the enemy territory to get to you.” As he says this, I cross my arms and stare at my nails showing him how little I care.
“I am sorry. I am sorry for what I did to you but I will follow you wherever you go.
I want you. You are my mate.” He pleads.
“You know, that’s called obsession. It’s not healthy.” I say. “And you really thought that I would just forgive you just like that? That I would just accept you just because you are my mate?” “Please…Cass. I give up everything for you.”
I stare at him. He looks so…pathetic to me. What he is doing is nothing to be proud of. He is betraying his family.
“No.”
“But-”
“Enough,” Warrick says. “I’m bored with this. Try again later. Our arrangement still stands whether she accepts you or not. Now leave us but remember, you are still a prisoner here until I say it otherwise.”
Ezra hesitates but he walks out and as he does, he stares at me without even blinking but I look away, ignoring him.
As the door closes behind me, Warrick goes around his desk and sits on the edge of it looking like he has something to say.
“What now?” I ask him with attitude.
“That mouth of yours is becoming daring. Watch the way you talk to me.”
“Why? What will you you do?
Punish me again?”
“WATCH HOW YOU SPEAK
TO ME, GIRL!” he shouts.
“OR WHAT?!” I shout back at him.
He rushes me and pins me against the wall. “Or I’ll just have to make do with two sons instead!”
“Do it! Kill me! DO IT!” I scream.
He stares at me with sudden wonder and shock. His face backs away as he examines my face.
“I was….wrong…you are not like your mother.” He lets me go, backing away. “Now I know why we are so at odds.
You are like me.”
“No! I am not like you!”
“Yes, you are. That WILL and stubbornness are your mothers but that anger inside of you and that defiant side is all me.”
He seems almost proud but I loathe the idea.
“I am not like you. I will never be like you. You are…cruel and a horrible man.”
“I wasn’t always like this.
Circumstances turned me this way. Maybe someday, you will see things differently, my way.”
He swats his hand at me as he goes back to his desk. “Go. I am tired of you.”
“Where is Colt?!” I ask.
He swats his hands again at me as if I was an annoying insect. “He is wherever
Garret took him and you are not allowed to see him anyway. NOW LEAVE! I won’t say it again!”
I roll my eyes and turn around.
“I am not like you!” I shout before I walk out of the doors but he doesn’t respond.
I slam the door behind me and stomp through the hall all the way to the war room where I know Garret should be right now. Serge walks behind me trying to keep up but doesn’t say a single thing. We never really talk much anyway. Open the two big doors, slamming them on the walls.
“Where is Colt!” I shout at the room full of men.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Garret raises his voice.
“I am going to see him and damn anyone who gets in my way. Where is he?!”
I am ready to raise some hell today.
“Are you crazy? If father-”
“Does it look like I give a damn what he does to me?!
If you don’t tell me then I will go through every single room in this house. I’ll break every door that stands in my way! I’ll definitely give dear old Dad something to punish me for!”
To say that I have shocked the life out of everyone in the room is an understatement.
Garret takes me by the arm and pulls me to the side away from everyone.
“I am not telling you shit!” he says.
“TELL ME!” My angry voice echoes this time as if there was a huge empty room.
“Second floor on the right. The room that is guarded with two men.” Garret says and suddenly his eyes almost burst out of his sockets. “I…I didn’t…”
I smile with satisfaction.
“Oh look at that. My powers work perfectly fine after all.”
I am super surprised but I am trying not to show it.
It seems that they work better when I am a bit out of control. I know I have to learn to control them because this can be dangerous especially when I am angry.
“Aren’t you going to do anything?” Garret asks Serge who is behind me.
“I am tasked with her protection and nothing more,” he says.
“Thanks. I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.”
I walk out feeling smaugh with a c**ky stride and a big smile on my face as they watch me.
Dear Daddy, you wanted me to learn how to use my powers? Well, I am. Be careful with what you sow, you might not like what you reap.