He laid on the bare floor tired and weak. It has been two weeks he was moved into that building he heard the doctor s call a museum.
He doesn't know why he was put in there and to make it worst he does not know which is better, the lab or the museum.
The museum might seem better though since no scissors or injection has been given to him. It as if the have given up in cutting and tearing of his skin which he's great ful in a way.
But the place isn't all better being place in a room full with moulded object. Immovable creatures and he's the only thing breathing.
He was still in thought when he smelt it. The scent of royalty mixed with vanilla, lavender and Earth.
She's here, the king daughter is here-his mate.
He frowned.
"Hey...I brought you some food . Here." He heard the sound of something dropping inside the cage- room he was but didn't look up or at her.
The first thought that came into his mind was to rush her, grab her hand and bit it off but he didn't because he couldn't. No matter how he try to hurt her he just can't maybe due to the mate boned that exist between them.
His only consolation was the fact he had another mate who he must find and mate with. He can never mate with her, he would let that bond died off. After that he would find her . His werewolf mate.
"Eat up okay? So as to recover fully." Hearing her caring words brought a warmth to his heart. The feeling he never want to feel. He felt his wolf pur inside him. He frowned.
"What is she up to? Why is she pretending to care when she doesn't."
His hatred toward her escalavate. How dare her try to win his wolf heart. He shouldn't care about her, he shouldn't want her, he should be hating on her and not let the mate bond seal.
He shouldn't be falling for her. His one with his wolf and both of them should hate her together not the other way round.
She's is doing it. She's using her pretentious character to penetrate deep into his wolf heart making him find her suitable for a mate.
How dare her use her pretence to tryna steal his wolf away. Her father still him away from his family and now she's stealing his mate from him.
All these, deepen his hatred and he'd sworn to himself.
No matter what she do,he won't let her succeed. He won't let her win his wolf with her slyly character.He knows how slyly people like her could be. The cunningly climb into a man's body like ant smoothing it while the climb making them seem harmless but Immediately they are way up to his body , it bite and it sting unbearable.
Princess, after standing there for too long waiting for him to say something , anything at all.
She can see it in his eyes. His hatred. It deep and raw. There's nothing she'll do to abort it. That is, the monster her father created.
Seeing such hatred in his eyes towards her sting her heart making it burn painfully ,she wishes to do something anything at all to reduce his pain. But what could she do? Her father cause the whole thing. Isn't it pretty late to make amend.
He can never get to like her. But why is she so eager to get him to like her? Well,she pretty much can't answer.
"Um.. I'm leaving,I'll come to check on you later."
She hesitated hoping he would say something. But when he didn't, she left.
He sighed. He's angry, he was supposed to feel better since she's no longer around but instead he felt worst.
"What's happening to me? Why am I feeling this way? I don't want her around but why angry cause she left?"
Fuck! Everything was getting on him. He felt frustrated and angry. He hates her but he hated the way he feels more.
Kicking the food angrily, he laid back down and close his eyes. He must be tired that's why his feeling is messed up. It is his tiredness reacting with his feeling and he's misinterpreting everything. He can't bring warmth to him . Never.
Believing that made him feel alittle better, although he knew it doesn't make any sense but he had got to hold something at least.
He closes his eyes and luckily he fall asleep.
Again he saw her, these time she appeared totally in wolf foam but he knew it her since her intoxicating scent is everywhere.
Vanilla mixed with lavender and Earth was all he could perceive. The sweet scent he would never get tired of.
Though basking in her scent he could not help but notice something unsual about her . As he stare at her she looks different in a way he couldn't place his hand on.
He begin moving close to her but the closer he gets the blurry she becomes. It as if she's just a shadow.
He was confused-never had he see her that way.
He fasting his pace trying to reach and grab her . As he got close he couldn't see her but he can feel her presence, even her scent is everywhere.
He knew she's still there. But why can't he see her?
He looked frantically around hoping he could see her image again but he didn't.
All of a sudden, he heard a loud agonizing cry ,he turned sharply and saw a hand holding her tightly to the neck and dragging her into a dark pit.
He couldn't see it clearly but when he squinted his eyes he was able to make out it features.
It was a huge creatures as tall as a skyscraper with different eye color that changes at interval.
Looking down below he has a long sharp tall and a chainsaw hand both as sharp as a blade that made him wonder how he was able to hold her without cutting her into halves.
She was crying and he can see her fears through her eyes as the monstrous beast held her.
When her bright eyes met his, he saw her calling unto him , begging him to save her .
Moved by her tears, he begin running to her. Almost close when suddenly something crack , he find himself falling deep into a hole.
A sudden pain hit him and he woke up sweating and panting heavily.
"Fuck! What in God's name is that? "
He sit up, trying to move he felt pain surge into him ,he looked down and saw a string on his leg.
"What the fuck is this? Who injected me? Again?"
He was seething as he stare dangerously at the string. He's angry. He's burning in rage."if I lay my hand on whoever does this, I'll tear them limb to limb!"
He roar and pull it out of his body.
This would be the Forth time he's woke up with a string attaching to his body.
He doesn't know who injects him or what the injection is about. The first time it happens he ingnored it but now he can't not when it has become persistent. He have to fish out who's responsible for that.
And when he does.....
For a moment he forgot about his dream and thought on different ways to catch the perilous person who got the Damm gut to carry out he precarious act.
He surely must bear the blunt of his actions. "How dare them mess with me, Wolfariane."
Wolfariane...?
He thought as he remembered how the name came about. Bonnie has given it to him.
Speaking of her.
He looked at his side and saw the plate of food she had brought where he kicked it. It still there and the spill food not yet cleaned.
He was still gazing at the food when her words reflected back into him"Whatever you want to do you can do it. Saving yourself from my father's captivity, you can do it. But you have to try and believe in yourself. I don't know why, I want to help you. To save you. And I...i want to be always with you. I don't know why I felt that way. I can't do much for you. You have to fight for your freedom. Fight for it Wolfariane."
He sighed after recoiling her words,he felt touched. She seemed different and genuine. She doesn't seem like someone who habor a bad intention.
She seemed genuinely concerned about him and also willing to help. He was in dilemma, his thoughts are chaotic. He doesn't know what to decide.
She has been the only one offering him food and sincerely looked at him not hatefully but in a way he can't quite discribe.
Other than his shadow saviour who showed up and stop those callous doctors at the lab. She's the only one who show a bit care towards him.
But that doesn't mean he should want her. If there's anyone who he should trust or be friends with, it would be the shadow saviour as he named her.
He couldn't see her face, its image was blurry but he knew it a woman due to his dressing .
After he woke up he tried to see her but he couldn't but he's sure she stayed with him for a long time.
He does not know what she looked like.He couldn't even perceive her due to the intensity of the pain emerging from the cuts on his body.
He wishes to see her again ,his shadow saviour.
"What if she's the same person?" His wolf suddenly ask.
He jotted from his thoughts."same person?"
"Yeah. Our mate."
"The wolf one?"
"No. The king's daughter."
He gagged."She can't be. She must be like her father. Heartless."
"But what if she's different. She's nothing like her father,will you mate her?"
"No! I won't have anything with anybody relating to the king. I might accept her hand of friendship but never mate her."
The wolf sighed exhaustingly. He felt it.
"Wait . Don't tell me you want to mate her."
"If she's nothing like her father. I won't mind."
"What! We're supposed to be in this together."
"Sorry."
"You must be joking!"
"I'm not. Maybe we should trust her. Let's give her a benefit of the doubt."
"Joke huh?"
"No."
He pushed his wolf back into his mind. Trying not to let him influence his mind. Even though he blocked his wolf from reaching him he couldn't help but thing of his words.
"Maybe we should trust her. Let's give her a benefit of the doubt. Let's give her the benefit of the doubt... The doubt."
He puffed." Should he really trust her?"