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David never came to the cellar or dungeon. So after eating the pizza and drinking some of the cans of soda, I found. I started looking around, hoping to find clues to where I was exactly. And hoping to find a way out or to find means of escape. Maybe even a weapon of some sort, but the dungeon was set up like a motel room. With a simple empty kitchenette, a bathroom with a toilet, and a shower without a mirror. The bedroom with the cheap dresser and cheap bed did hold more surprises. The only sunlight filtering in was coming from some kind of sunroof I could never reach.
Somehow there was electricity but I had no idea how. It most likely was a generator but I did not see one. Having learned there was no way out, I decided to rest more. There was no telling when David would come here, and I needed to be ready.
But sleep did not find me easily. I had seen it was at least a new day. That meant tonight I should have fallen asleep in Griffin’s arms. Exhausted from finally being marked. Yet I wasn’t now I was falling asleep in a damp cellar. There was no way Griffin knew where I was, depending on what information he had he might not even know I was kidnapped.
My heart clenched when I realized he had probably been nervous that whole evening. Waiting for me to finally text him, and then I never did. For some weird reason knowing he must be panicking and probably
feeling guilty. Hurt me more than the hopelessness of being kidnapped by somebody as deranged as David. The tears that I had been able to hold back until this very moment now escaped.
As I lay down on the bed, on my side hugging my knees to my chest I just sobbed. I sobbed so much that my eyes burned, my throat burned and my ribs ached. I was promising Griff to do better when we found our way back to each other. That I would make it up to him that I believed him to be too good to be true. That I was so scared for the other shoe to drop that I didn’t dare to let him in.
He would no doubt tell me there was nothing to make up. That he understood, because he was so patient with me. So kind and because I still was so scared to have my heart broken again and dying from it. I delayed everything between us. I could have been at his side marked, and training to be the Queen with his mother now. In the end, the man that I trusted for so long, the man that I trusted for most of my life. Wast the man that hurt me a second time, I should have been afraid of him all that time. How he acted the last time I saw him, and what he was doing now so soon after his parents died proved he was deranged, he just stopped hiding it.
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I must have cried myself to sleep because the next thing I know I wake up up from the sound of the door creaking open. David saunters in, a smug grin on his face. He is holding a brown bag that smells like food. Bacon, eggs, sausage, and hash browns.
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“Morning Baby, I am so sorry I could not be here last night did you sleep well?” He asked like he was my actual mate that got held up in a meeting I didn’t attend.
“What the actual fuck is wrong with you? No, I did not sleep well I missed my through mate. Crown Prince Griffin, the wolf who gave you that limp ring any bell?” I snarl
Because I refuse to play along with his crazy mind games. He can’t be this deranged and if he is, I will give him his much–needed reality check. Without saying a word he moves into the kitchen. Where he starts. plating the food he brought in, in plastic containers. Containers I realize are the packs, so I was right we must be very close to the BloodMoon pack.
“You poor thing you do not know, his pack members kidnapped you. I just rescued you from them. Even with the disruption in our matebond, I could still feel you were in danger. But I guess you never saw the announcement on the website now did you” He smirks.
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