Chapter 95
Serafine POV
I’m not sure how long it’s been. My wrists are bleeding, I can’t heal if I still have the restraints digging in, it just makes it all harder.
It’s been at least an hour since anyone has touched me. I’ve seen some of the betas and gammas once, others more. Damon, though, is here constantly. It’s like he’s obsessed.
To start with, I cried, screamed, called them names, and begged for them to stop. It did nothing; actually, it did. It made them smile and be satisfied, like they had won something, like they were breaking me.
Which is why now I’ve stayed silent, I keep reaching out to my wolf, but the moment I get the faintest feeling of her, they shoot me, and I lose it.
I hope there’s more of those darts, I want to shoot each and every one of them with it. Then they will feel how I feel. Powerless, without a wolf, while I cut them open for touching me.
Closing my eyes, I focus on Eryx. He’s calm, and I can feel it in my chest. There was that moment I felt his pain, and everything in me exploded. Since then, though, he’s been calm, and I can tell he’s been looked after.
That’s good, that’s actually amazing, it means I can focus on ways to escape, ways to get out of this.
Gideon keeps talking like I should be more than I am, and I keep trying, I search for something but there’s too many bonds. I can feel everything right now and the weaker I am, the more tired I am, the more I feel.
There’s so much happening inside of my because of the bonds I’m not sure what to search for, what’s right, what’s wrong and what could help.
I keep trying, though, I focus on the connections, on the bonds, on the threads, trying to find one. Any that helps.
“Would you like food?” Damon asks, and I turn my head.
“I would need to be unfastened to eat.” He knows that I can’t eat lying down facing the mat.
His head tilts. “I forgot about that. I guess you don’t get food.”
“It’s fine, my wolf will eat soon,” I mumble.
His laugh is loud. “Oh, you really think you’re going to get time to shift? The moment we feel your wolf rising, we mute it again.”
Turning my head, I look away from him.
“I’ll give you some time to sleep, then I’ll start again.”
Turning, I glare at him. “You’re disgusting, you realise that, right?” I ask.
His eyes roll. “Not disgusting, I’m simply enjoying myself.”
“Disgusting,” I mumble. “Notice that? Everyone else is turned off by this, but you, you’re turned on.”
His eyes darken and I realise that maybe I should take this time to figure out an escape. If no one is going to be touching me, I need to find out how I can get free. There is something I need though.
“How is Eryx?” I ask.
“Dead,” Damon shrugs, and I glare. “I’m joking, he’s fine.”
I don’t answer, but then I think about it, maybe getting Eryx closer to me will help me figure out what I’m meant to be sensing?
1/3
Chapter 95
“Can I see him? I don’t need to be unfastened or hold him, just see him so I can see he’s okay.”
Damon looks toward someone. “Go get the maid and the baby.”
My heart leaps, but I try to keep myself calm. I’m not sure if this will work, but something has to. Gideon is talking about how me and Erys have powers, that there’s something about us. He wants us away from each other, so maybe this is the way?
Closing my eyes I focus, I try and push aside the other threads and bonds. My mind trying to bury them deep down so I can focus on what’s left. It’s hard it’s probably harder than a work out.
It’s not physical, it’s mental, and anyone who thinks pushing down bonds is easy is wrong. It uses every bit of your mental strength, and the longer I hold them down, the more exhausted my mind becomes.
Now though, I can focus on Eryx’s bond, how it becomes closer, and closer. I can sense how we’re bonded together. I can also tell how his bond is
different.
“Here,” Damon says and t fight with myself. I want to see him, I have to because they will get suspicious if I don’t. The issue is, opening my eyes may make those bonds snap back to the front.
Turning, I look toward the door, the maid smiles softly at me, and I remember her. She’s the one who used to bring me food when I was allowed to eat. She moves slightly so I can see Eryx’s face.
For a moment, I just stare at him. Everything in me is screaming to beg them to let me hold him, to let me spend some time with him. Not to find what need, but because I miss him, but it’s right.
I would rather not have him near me than have him here. I don’t trust Damon. No, I don’t trust anyone anymore. They could do anything to him, and it would be to hurt me.
I focus on what I feel inside, on the feeling of Eryx. There’s an energy there, in him, that’s humming lowely. Maybe that’s the sort of thing I need to find in myself.
Forcing a smile, I look at the maid. “Please keep him safe,” I say quietly.
“You given up fighting?” Damon laughs.
“I’m never getting free; I accept that, but I want Eryx safe. Promise me!” I look at the maid, and she nods, turning to walk away.
The moment she is gone, I close my eyes and focus, that feeling in Eryx, I need to see if it’s in me. Pushing my mind, I begin to feel it. But feeling it is nothing, not when I’ve no idea what it means or what I can do.
I try to sense it, try to figure out how it works, or what it can do. Focusing on the cuffs, I wait, but nothing happens.
I’m going to look crazy. Here I am, thinking I might have magic, willing it to burn away my restraints. Then what? I’ve not got further than that, so it’s probably a good thing that it didn’t work, as it would just make them aware I can do magic.
Maybe I can use it for something else? Turning, I glare at Damon, waiting, and nothing happens, nothing at all.
“You can’t burn me with your eyes, nice try though,” he laughs. Okay, so I can’t explode his mind by staring at him either.
What can I do? If I had the journal, I could ask that, if Helena were here, she might be able to offer me advice. Right now, though, I’ve got nothino way of knowing if what Gideon said is true.
It has to be, for him to want to keep me and Eryx apart and not touching, there has to be something there that he’s afraid of. If he’s afraid, the man who never is, then it’s something big.
