The Alpha Who Saved Me novel Chapter 197

Chapter 47

Emery

I miss Kiki. Even though Colin can bring her forward, it's apparent that he doesn't want me talking with her because she's not responding to me at all. It was nice seeing her in my dream and all, but I need her in my reality. As soon as I get her back, I will never take her for granted again.

My stomach rumbles because I haven't had anything to eat in the past twenty-four hours. For somebody that wants to mate me, Colin sure doesn't know how to treat his future mate, even if I don't plan on it going that far. Then again, do I truly want to eat anything that they serve me here?

I'm leaning back against the cement wall, shivering as I stare at the cozy bed on the other side of the room. Maybe if I try being nice, he will allow me to take a little nap over there. Ha! Keep dreaming, Em, besides, there is no way I'm going to be nice to this fuck face. It's obvious that he gets the sick side from his mother, because even though my dad talks about how evil my grandfather was, he's never mentioned him being mentally unstable.

I close my eyes and finger the amulet that my father gave me. I can't believe that the witch bought my story. Better yet, I can't believe that I thought to lie to him about it. Something deep inside told me to lie. Now I'm wondering if it was the Goddess herself that was instructing me to do so. Looking down at the pretty gem set inside it's setting with diamonds around it, I rub my finger over it and smile.

A tingling begins to form under the pad of my thumb, anc I realize that my amulet is starting to glow. I quickly let go of it and it goes back to looking ordinary. My magic! Why didn't think about this sooner, even the Goddess hinted at it wher she told me that I can't use the magic within me. She never said I couldn't use any of my magic! I begin to get excited as try remembering everything that she told me.

My mates need to be coming for me because she men- tioned them, and she also mentioned the moon being at its peak. With any luck my father and my mates have figured something out. Otherwise, I may only be digging myself a big- ger hole when I try things on my own. I will wait as long as I can for my mates to come before I try something stupid, but there is no way I'm going to sit around for another full moon to try and escape. I doubt my uncle will wait that long before touching me.

The sound of the metal door opening wakes me from my uncomfortable nap. When I open my eyes, my uncle stands over me frowning, "What is that smell, and why are you so filthy?"

I roll my eyes, "Well, the smell would be from when your mother came to see me and thought it would be fun to hit me and kick me when I had to use the bathroom. As for being dirty, it's what happens when you're made to sit and sleep on a dirty cement floor."

"My mother came in?" He asks frowning once again, "And you say she hit and kicked you?"

I don't know if there is a bruise, but I move my hair from my ace to show him my cheek bone that is sore to the touch. There are also the bruises to my midsection to back up my

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"You're lying! My mother has been dying to meet you; she' s been so excited."

Rolling my eyes, I'm sarcastic with my words, "Yeah, excit- ed to be able to beat me."

He squats down and grabs my jaw roughly, "She would never do that! She is a kind soul..." He's cut off by my stomach rebelling from not getting any food. He looks around, "Did they already come for your tray?"

"My tray?" I'm confused.

"Yes, your tray that they bring your food on." He's an- noyed with me and yet I've done nothing wrong.