The Prince’s Unwilling mate

Chapter 124

124 Ayla It had been thirty minutes were the wolves were walking on top of our hiding place. Thirty minutes where I fought to stay awake. Silent tears streamed over my cheeks as I was getting breathless and dizzy since David was still clamping my mouth shut. And then they just left, they didn’t see anything and they just walked away. Leaving me behind in this desperation, in this hell hole. And my body just gave up, the second I stopped battling to stay awake I passed out. When I woke up I didn’t know how long I had been passed out. It had to be the rest of the day for sure as it had been getting dark by the time I passed out, and it was light out again now. The plate of leftovers was waiting on me next to my nest. My stomach turned at the sight of the coagulated fat on the plate. Gluing David’s half-eaten breakfast burrito to my plate. Next to it was a plastic container with coleslaw. He must have gotten takeout that had coleslaw as a side dish. David was convinced that wolves did not need vegetables. According to him, we are carnivores. To some extent he is right and our diet needs a lot more proteins than a normal human diet does. That doesn’t mean we can have the exact same diet as a regular wolf would. Not that I’ve ever seen a wolf enjoy a breakfast burrito with extra chipotle mayo either. But that was just David’s logic. I was not a big fan of coleslaw but at this moment I was just happy to be eating some veggies. I stumbled to the kitchen to heat up my burrito. It would make it taste the slightest bit better. When the food was warm I noticed an opened can of soda unattended and I craved sugar. I craved a quick energy fix, and it seemed like I was all alone. David was no doubt spoo ked by the fact that the wolves coming to rescue me were so close to the dungeon. He was probably out 9560 288 Mouchers fortifying the structure and instructing the pack members who still were loyal to him to increase the security of this place. So I took a few quick sips of the soda, ignoring the cramping in my Once aga

stomach. Before making my way back to my nest to eat my meal. The stomach cramping had been more common lately. Every time I ate or drank something too greedily my stomach would cramp up. And I would have to lay there praying for the cramps to subside. If not I would throw up and lose all the precious food I had gotten. With only having earned one meal, and having been able to swipe a few sips of coke and a candy bar. I still was weak, and I had to force myself to eat more. Because of the stomach cramps it caused. “Honestly, you trust me right David, you know I would never go against you” Hannah’s shrill voice filling the dungeon alarmed me of the fact that I was no longer alone. “Look who is up sleeping beauty” David scoffed striding towards me in big threatening steps. I knew this was coming he blamed me for Griffin and the others coming to look for me. While I was happy with it myself, and I left the picture to give them a clue. It was not like I could have communicated with them from this goddess-forsaken dungeon. All I needed to do was stay calm and convince him of that. Preferably without snapping, about how dumb he was, or how much I hated him. I still needed to earn some br ownie points with him. I needed to convince him to give me more meals, I needed to regain some strength and then find a way out of here. “What the hell did you do to get them to look for you here” He snarled as he lifted me from the floor by my throat. 27 11% 124 Ayla Cutting off so much of my air supply I could not even breathe enough to answer him. I was clawing at his hands, coughing and rasping desperately. All he did claimed to love me, to as watch me with cold unwavering eyes. He have always loved me. He told me he killed his family because they came between us and he was foolish enough before to let them. I knew he didn’t love me, not like you are supposed to love your mate. Not how Grillin and I loved each other. I had been quick to realize he never loved me, the only person he ever loved was himself. Still looking into his empty eyes chilled me to the core. Like a warning to remind me exactlyText © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

how f ucked up he was. It was the last bone-chilling image was the last thing I saw before the big empty black hole swallowed me up again. I was starting to feel comfortable in the empty darkness, when I first was kidnapped I had dreams. Happy dreams about a future with Griffin. I still hoped for at the time. Nightmares about being kidnapped, about Griffin believing the note. Or about him never finding me. Now the moments where I was not awake were filled with nothingness. A comfortable emptiness that kept luring me in. Only when I was awake I knew the reasons to stay strong, to stay alive, and to wait for my mate. But every time I was swallowed by this darkness I could hardly remember why I shouldn’t just give up. It was Willow’s voice that kept me from entirely floating away. However, I was scared to find out how long that would keep me from giving up. Because my body and soul were growing so tired. Sure I missed Griflin with all that I have, I missed my family. I knew I had an exciting and fun life waiting ahead of me. The problem was that my return to that life was getting less and less likely with every passing day. Leaving me to wonder how much longer I would have to suffer through the absolute hell my life had become now. Before giving up and making my peace with the fact that this was how it was going to end for me. O 1 Make peace with the fact that because I had been so stubborn I would never be able to complete the mating process with Griffin. That I would die, young, cold, and lonely barren of his name on my collarbone. I would be disposed of like I was a nameless, mateless omega. My hopes of him finding me were slowly fading into hopes of him finding a third chance mate, they were unheard of I knew they were. And the thought of Griffin being with someone else was heartbreaking but I have never been good enough for him. Ever since he was young Grillin dreamed of the whirlwind romances only true mates can have. I had already taken that away from him with the ghost from my past. Now that the ghosts had become so very real I knew I was ruining the chance of having a happy family with his mate too. So no matter how hard it was, if I wasn’t able to get back to the light again. If we were unable to find our way back to each other I could only hope he was still going to have the future he deserved.

Someone was shaking me, but I could tell from the scent that it wasn’t Griffin. He hadn’t arrived just in time to save me from the darkness. So why would I listen to the voice telling me to wake up before “he” was coming back? III