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chapter 6

“Annalise, you can stop pretending now, I know you disobeyed because there is someone here that you cannot resist.” He laughed and I had a strange thought that he had gone completely mad, like someone had casted insanity on him. “I have always kept you close, treated you well. That is why you want me, you want a mate who is strong. Who will take good care of your young.” His last words took my breath away, but not in a good way. “I accept you Little wolf, I will take you as my partner.”

Yep, he was batshit crazy.

“No I think you have this all wrong master…”

“Nonsense, I wouldn’t hear it if you tried to reject me.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I have been waiting for you to come of age for a long time, and soon; you’ll be mine completely.”

I cringed and my wolf growled within me, thrashing against the mental barrier that kept her at bay. How could he for one second think we saw him that way? I hate him! I want nothing more than to be free of hun.

Balthazar, my mate? Hell no.

I would rather die than be forced to give him my virginity. I had to get away from him before it’s too late, I had to leave before I turned nineteen. But, I must play it cool. If he thinks for one second that I am going to betray him, I will never make it out.

“I can see you blushing sweet wolf.” He smiled, reaching over the distance between us to brush my hand affectionately.

“Oh.”

In honesty I wasn’t blushing, I was furious. More angry than I had ever been before. But I couldn’t tell master that, he would have me punished if I betrayed him in this way. He wanted me, that much was clear. Is that why he always kept me from the others? Is that why I must run alone? He didn’t want me to connect with anyone but him, he wanted me completely reliant on him alone.

How dare he!?

my whole life he had been moulding me into the perfect slave for him, because he wanted to take me as a sex partner, he wanted me to give him children. I couldn’t do it, I would rather be skinned alive that have sex with this warlock.

“I have always treated you with a kindness I do not show to the others, haven’t you noticed ?” He frowned, his hand still hovering with mine. “I let you get away with much more than the others. I hated to punish you, but you are so stubborn and strong minded. Those are not good qualities in the partner I want you to be.”

I took several calming breaths, attempting to remain neutral and not blow up at him, I needed this run tonight. I had to get away while I still could.

I would never be his.

“I’m sorry, I never realised before master.” I whispered, training my voice to be as docile as possible.

“Think on my offer while you run tonight, it will be wise for you to accept me.” He said slowly, his tone changing once more, becoming to cold and distant beast I had always known. “Whilst I have been kind I can only do so much, and there are many who would pay a pretty penny for your virginity.”

He was threatening me, I knew it right away by the sinister look in his face. “Be with me, or be raped.” He might not have said the words, but I knew what he meant. What he would do to me if I refused him.

“I will think on it tonight master.” I smiled sweetly, whilst my insides were cold and angry.

I can’t believe this is happening, as if my life wasn’t hard enough, I just couldn’t picture myself being anything to this warlock, and the thought of him touching me so intimately made me sick to my stomach. I wouldn’t be able to do it. But to be raped if I refused? What choice did I have?

Escape or die.

Those were the only options left.

“You are dismissed.” Laughed my master, perhaps knowing the internal battle that I faced with myself.

I walked towards the kitchen, the mansion oddly quiet as all the wolves prepared for the one night of the month they get off, the only one where they can shift freely and run from the acres of wood that surrounded the masters house. I open the back door, feeling the breeze wrap around me as I close my eyes, this way the only day I was allowed outside and I would always cherish it, the best day of the month was when I could sink my toes into mud and smell the scent of the forest. I pull off my tattered shoes and smiled as the cold earth greeted me. It was wrong to keep a wolf locked up indoors, but that is what Balthazar chose for me, said I would appreciate his kindness of the full moon run more if I didn’t go out any other time.

I suppose I do understand what he means because I do appreciate it more, but I also wish that I was locked away most of the month too. I hate being indoors, I have since I was a little girl, the earth always seemed to call to me, it helped me to relax and calmed Nyx. Something not even I could do with ease.

Nyx growled softly within me, wanting to shift and run to her hearts content, but we had to find a way to destroy the collar first, we couldn’t escape with it still attached. I walked in the direction of the other slaves hoping that I could find Margret, hopefully if I explain what’s happened she’ll help me. I can’t take the collar off myself but another wolf may be able to. I realised too late that Margaret wasn’t there, only the ones around my age remained in the small clearing where they shifted and ran together, kind of like a pack. One I wasn’t allowed to be a part of. I pushed my crimson hair over my shoulder and turned quickly, hoping they hadn’t noticed me.

I wasn’t that lucky. They had always seen me as Balthazar’s favourite, even when he tested me the worst, they could go out when they wished during the day, they didn’t have to stay in the basement when visitors came. How could I be the favourite when everyone barley knew that I even existed? I was shunned and tormented by all the other slaves, even though I would never wish any of them harm. I wasn’t a nasty person, shy yes; but never cruel.

“What are you doing here pet!?”

Pet, that’s what they called me the warlocks pet, his favourite toy to beat and torture, I remember all the times I came back to the basement covered in my own blood and no one but Margret had helped me, none of them cared what happened to me. So long as his attention wasn’t on them. They didn’t want what I had with him, but despised that he gave me so much of his time anyway. Regardless of how it was spent. Didn’t they know he did nothing but torment me?

Didn’t they know he forced me to watch my parents die when I was still young?

Of course they did.

The difference was that they didn’t care.

“Probably come to spy on us and report back. Isn’t that right pet?” One of them shouted, picking up a rock and throwing it at my stomach. “You just love to please him.”

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