Have you heard from the Alpha King lately?" I asked Marbel.
It had been a week since the time I spoke willfully against the Alpha King, and since then, I'd found it really hard to sit with myself and feel comfortable. He hadn't asked to see me in prison and I wondered if he was up to something big at this moment. I couldn't possibly reckon him killing me or attempting to but I just really felt his absence and it was taking a toll on me.
"Why? Do you miss him?" Marbel asked in response to my question. I felt like punching her in that moment but at the same time, I could not deny that her words had meaning.
I placed a hand against my chest. Raw and deep.
"I feel a void. Here." I said shakily. "Ever since we stopped talking, it was like a switch—"
"—Did you feel full before?" She asked.
"What did you mean by full?" It was the first time I was paying full attention to her words even though they made me uncomfortable.
"I mean full of love."
I cleared my throat, uncomfortable with that statement but then I said, "It's been… I mean even though I was in jail, I felt fine but ever since I spoke bad about Reagan I've been feeling this gaping hole in my chest."
"You two are bonded." Marbel said as though in awe.
"That can't be true, we never mated." It was the truth I was telling her. How could I be bonded to someone I didn't sleep with?
"I am telling you the truth, Rebekah. You don't have to be bonded to someone to feel close to them. What more, I mentioned to you that lycans… their bond is deep especially if it's that of the royal blood. That is why I will say to you, Rebekah. Please don't treat the bond between you and the Alpha King as trifle, you'll regret it."
I had nothing to say concerning this. Although there were many debates in my head. I was being very careful with my words least a very sentimental lycan hear me and be very angry.
"Whatever, Marbel." I was over the conversation.
"What is going on these days? I have a feeling that something big has happened." I told Marbel.
"Indeed, it has. Your instinctual feelings are right. Although, they'll do nothing for you here in prison."
I held Marbel shoulders. "Tell me what has happened!"
She laughed at my eagerness. "If you're so concerned then accept the Alpha and become Luna." I said to Marbel and when she saw that I was not having her petty words, she said, "Something big happened indeed. Three members of the Alpha King special squads complained about the Alpha extra guarding this place."
"What do you mean extra guard?" I asked.
Marbel shook her head. "It's unfortunate you don't know. The Alpha King has been doing a lot for you secretly. He even sent seven of his very fierce men to look after you secretly here in prison but it was discovered."
"That's crazy."
"Someone caught sight of the Alpha King sleeping above your rooftop and accused you of doing witchcfaft on the king."
"You said it!" I exclaimed.
Marbel gave me a knowing nod. I was lost in thoughts. Hearing all these things that Reagan did for me that I was not aware of sent shivers down my spine. However, I wanted to know if he was doing these things because I was his mate or If it was because he was Reagan.
"Marbel… I need to know more." I grabbed her hands and she looked at me closely and squeezed my hands.
"What did the Alpha King say, what will be my fate?—"
"—Mate, I think we need to speak to each other." There was a cold yet a calm voice coming the side.
I shuddered as I recognized the voice really quickly as Reagan.
The moment I turned around, I saw him in a dark coat in front of my prison cell.
"Alpha…" Marbel fell to her knees and trembled before his presence.
Even I felt the urge to do so for his aura was really strong and powerful.
"Reagan," i said. His dark gaze fell onto me, smoothering me like a hawk. I felt the strong urge to break away from his gaze but I didn't.
As though a wind passed by, the padlock of the prison cell shattered and fell to the floor causing the door to swing open. I shuddered at the look of the way the padlock had become. It was a sad pathetic sight. But more than anything, it sent fear into my heart because how could a single person do something that powerful swiftly that I couldn't even see it because I was too slow.
If Reagan was this powerful, if he decided to take my life, I probably wouldn't know until I crossed into the next life. My wolf and I were old-school when it came to instincts compared to the Alpha King. And seeing Reagan like this made me stand on guard and realize that this was no time for me to be joking around. If I also had the chance to apologize for my evil speaking, I would.
Marbel was shivering on the floor like a wet rat, her head bowed down in submission.
Reagan looked at her simply with his nose puffed out. Then he grabbed my arm causing me to gasp by how tough and firm his grip was.
"Ow! That hurt!"
None of my words were taken seriously and I felt really tired as I was forced to pick up pace normal than I usually would. By now, we had left the prison grounds but he still wasn't stopping.
"Reagan— What the hell?!" I cursed, but my words still had no meaning as I walked with him. However, as we entered the forests, the original amount of speed that he dragged me with lessened.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he finally set me free.
He gave me no wordings but rather looked directly into my eyes as though he could see something in them that I was not able to decipher right now.
"Reagan!" I gasped loudly. "This makes no sense. Why would you bring me here and—"
"—Hush," He placed his index finger on my lips.
I gazed into the Alpha's eyes and sensed a void emitting from him. It was deep and very personable.
I feared to remove my eyes from him but I also couldn't even if I wanted to. It was as though he was holding my soul in his eyes and my soul was too attached to break away from him of my own accord.
"You are too…" He blinked, causing me to back away urgently. It was like I could finally do things on my own again. It was a very strange thing. But I would not be surprised if he did anything to me which made me unable to move prior before.
I felt embarrassed to have been under his influence
I turned away to leave but he grabbed me once again, and this time, he didn't just stop there. He squeezed my wrist and then interwined our fingers. It was as though he was reaching into my soul, and this made my eyes blurry with tears.
"Why are you doing this to me?!" I asked. When he did this to me, I felt not in control of my body and this made me very unhappy. As a woman who took much pride in her confidence and independence, I hated this sort of thing. Feeling like my emotions were dependent on his attachment towards me.
Was this the power of the fated mate bond between a Lycan and werewolf?
"I do nothing to you, my love."
I felt goosebumps on my skin from how he called me.
How could he refer to me as my love after what I said about him when he was listening in at the rooftops. I was ungrateful and rude but he still accepted me.
I didn't know why that fact lighted up a crack I didn't even know existed within me.
"I hate this." I admitted, removing my hands from his hold.
"I hate it more." Reagan said. I looked to him in surprise. Why in the heck he was agreeing with me in the heart of the matter.
"I hate the distance between us more than anything, mate."
I felt flutterings in my stomach and instinctively felt it to be a very bad omen. When you feel butterflies for a man, a book I once read told me it was very wise to crucify such because it simply meant that your common sense was leaving your body.
"I know I gave you a choice between staying in prison and marry me but right now, I think the safest option for you is to marry me. If you stay in jail any longer, I will worry about you and then they'll think you put some sort of witchcraft on me."
My eyes tightened. "As Alpha King, if you can't even put such things under order, it's such a pity."