Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 89

The hall is filled with doctors and assistants as a bunch of loud noises go off in the room beside us. The guard is dying. His mate and child cry and sob over his body, begging him to hold on longer. Cipher continues to scream and yell things at me and Samuel, but all I can do is watch as Lucy Maxwell loses her mate. She holds her daughter close to her chest as she heaves heavy sobs. The little girls eyes are squeezed shut as her chubby cheeks are stained with tears. Lola Maxwell. She loves to be read to by her Luna.

Octavia. I snap out of my daze and turn back to find Cipher and Samuel screaming at each other, an inch of space between them.

"Enough!" I yell yanking them both by their shirts and into a separate room.

"A woman is losing her mate. A little girl is losing her father. And yet you two are yelling just outside of their room acting like fucking maniacs!"

Cipher crosses her arms stubbornly and Samuel turns and kicks over a nearby chair.

"Someone tell me what the fuck is going." I spit out harshly, tired of this whole situation.

Octavia:

My lip quivers as I hold back more tears. I've only been here for about forty minutes and I'm sure everyone thinks I'm a big fat baby. At least that is what I'm making myself seem like. Fucking pull your shit together.

A shaky breath escapes my lips. I grab onto the chains, a burning sensation pulses through the palms of my hands but I ignore it as I try to rip the chain from the concrete. Just like the last twenty times I've tried it, it didn't work.

Because the chains are made of silver they're keeping my abilities at bay. I want to scream out in frustration, but theres no use in that because I'm still gagged. My shoulders sag with defeat as I lean up against the cold wall. They have me holed up in a musty basement. It has one window, reinforced with steel bars. It's too far for me to even reach but I could feel the cool draft that seeped through. It's ridiculously cold down here.

I've only seen him once. They look alike. It was scary, the resemblance my mate shared with my kidnapper. If I hadn't know any better, I'd say they're related. I bring my knees to my chest, trying to keep as warm as possible.

The door creaks and squeals loudly as its pulled open, revealing how dated this house must be. Three sets of foot steps can be heard coming down the stairs. My head perks up at the sound of her voice. That alone has my blood boiling. When I get the fuck out of these chains I'm going to tear that pathetic bitch to shreds.

"Hello, my little pet." Her voice is shrill as she releases an annoying giggle. I don't give her the satisfaction of looking at her. I need to find a way out of here. Out of these chains.

I flinch as a bucket of cold water is thrown onto my already shivering frame. That is the third bucket of cold water they've thrown at me. They want me to reveal battle strategies, fucking morons. I don't know jack about what Ajax was planning on doing.

The sound of Siren's heels resound throughout the room as she creeps closer to me. Squatting she grabs ahold of my face roughly, squeezing my jaw with unnecessary force. Her brown eyes were dark and filled with amusement.