<Chapter Eighty-Seven It Can\u2019t Be\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter Eighty-Seven: It Can\u2019t Be\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter Eighty-Five: It Can\u2019t Be\u00a0<\/p>\n
Natala (Emerald) POV:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know long it has been since I\u2019ve been down here. Edward has come down a number of times, forcing a disgusting vile of liquid down my throat. Every time I drank it, my marks burned to the point where I wanted to starch them off. I haven\u2019t seen the sun since I\u2019ve been down here;\u00a0<\/p>\n
everything I eat, I vomit, and every smell down here makes me want to puke even more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I haven\u2019t been able to connect with Trisha or my Lycan; it\u2019s like they never existed. Without them present, my injuries have been heeling at a human pace. My back hurts to the point where if I move, it\u2019s like someone is hammering down on it; no doubt I had a few ribs fractured since even touching the area seemed to kill.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Edward denies taking me out of here since, according to him, I\u2019m not the submissive mate he expects me to be. Even though I have no energy with the lack of food and dehydration, I don\u2019t let that psychopath near me. He has tried several times to make me submit and mate with him, but I fought tooth and nail, which usually ended with me being beaten to a pulp by him, but I didn\u2019t care. All that mattered was to survive. I knew my mates would come for me, my brothers and family would come for me, and I was sure as hell not going to let that psychopath fill some f****d up incest fantasy of power he had. He could go and fk himself for all I cared. I heard the door creak open, but I didn\u2019t have the energy even to move my heck or open my eyes to see who it was; it was probably either Edward or Khole coming down again to add salt to my gashing wounds. However, instead of the taunts or harsh beating I expected, a warm, soft hand caressed my hair, making me\u00a0<\/p>\n
open my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou haven\u2019t eaten in days, Natala. You need to eat! You need to build up your strength.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
Opening my eyes and slowly turning towards her, my eyes locked onto her. Sadness and pity shone brightly in her eyes. The one-time Rayla had come down here to see if I was okay; Khole caught her. And, from the scream I had heard that day, which were bone-chilling, I feared I would never see\u00a0<\/p>\n
her again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be down here!\u201d I whispered, hoping no one could hear me. I didn\u2019t need Rayla getting in trouble because of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd leave you down here. Mistress can be cruel, but she would never kill me. I\u2019m all she has left now.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNow hush! The guard had told Edward yesterday you weren\u2019t eating! I brought some chicken noodle soup. It\u2019s a small serving and will help regenerate some of your energy.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
I smiled! I tried getting up but epically failed and fell back to the ground. I heard Rayla swear and\u00a0<\/p>\n
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then place her hand on the lock and mutter something in Latin. Not even a second later, the cell door opened, and she stepped in. My heart beat increased by the second as my eyes didn\u2019t leave\u00a0<\/p>\n
the dungeon\u2019s doors. If either Khole or Edward showed up at this moment, it would not end well for Rayla and me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be here! I don\u2019t believe she won\u2019t kill you, even if she doesn\u2019t. Don\u2019t you know how\u00a0<\/p>\n
that sadistic Edward is?\u201d I said\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rayla just smiled, ignoring whatever I said as she helped me sit up with my back against the cold\u00a0<\/p>\n
concrete wall. Her eyes took in every bruise and cut I had. Her eyes that had shone with pity were now filled with anger. She tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and grabbed both of my hands\u00a0<\/p>\n
in hers.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI promise to get you out. I\u2019ve even tried something Hopefully, your mates and family will pick it\u00a0<\/p>\n
up.\u201d Whispered Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart was about to jump out of my chest. My grip on Rayla\u2019s hand tightened. What had she done? Were my mates and brothers finally coming to get me out of this hell? Before I could ask,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rayla spoke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t ask me, Natala! I can\u2019t tell you it\u2019ll put both you and me in harm\u2019s way if Khole and Edward get a whiff of anything; they\u2019ll use their magic to get it out of us. I have my magic, I can fight back, but your spirit animal is locked away in your subconscious; you\u2019ll be vulnerable in front of them. I think one more blow, and you\u2019ll severally be injured.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
As much as I wanted to paster her for the answers wasn\u2019t going to put her and myself at any more risk. Plus, I didn\u2019t need Edward picking up on my elated mood; he would instantly know something was up. Reluctantly I nodded and smiled at Rayla. I could never repay her for what she had done; she put her own life at risk to save mine. But I knew one thing when my mates and brothers showed up, which I knew would hopefully be sooner than later now, I was taking Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
with me, and no one was going to stop me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother thing, I don\u2019t know how or when, but Khole has gotten your mate\u2019s blood. Edward is insisting on starting the spell\u2026\u201d hearing Khole\u2019s words, my breath hitched, and all the happiness I felt disappeared instantly. My heart constricted as held onto my marks, \u201c\u2026as much as Khole is telling him to wait, he isn\u2019t. He plans on giving you the spell bounding potion tonight that will null your bond with the quadruplet alphas for a few hours so she can do the spell. Whatever you do, don\u2019t drink the liquid. I\u2019ll try distracting him, and when he isn\u2019t looking, spit it out or whatever but remember, Natala, do not drink it.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t have anything to say. My heart was sinking by the minute at the thought of losing my mate bond between me and the quads. To remove the bond between mates by dark magic, one of the mates had to agree; that\u2019s why Edward wanted me to come willingly instead of just kidnapping me. I held my chest and rubbed it as I tried mind-linking, my mates. I couldn\u2019t lose them, not after I\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter Eighty-Seven It Can\u2019t Be\u00a0<\/p>\n
finally got my happily ever after.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHey! Hey! Calm down! I won\u2019t let him or Khole hurt you! Those two have hurt enough people. You don\u2019t deserve this, and I\u2019ll make sure to get you out. But I\u2019m sure your mates and brothers will pick up the residue of magic I\u2019ve left. But, for now, please eat; you need energy just in case you have to fight off Edward,\u201d Said Rayla.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded. Even though the fear of what was to come lingered in me, I kept it at bay. She was right; I\u00a0<\/p>\n
needed to eat, even if it was a few bites. Maybe if I ate, I could reconnect with Trisha and my lycan. I tried picking up the spoon, but my shakey hands kept on dropping it. I was weak and in pain; the smallest action was hard to do. A lone tear left my eye at how pathetic I had become.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll help you.\u201d Said Rayla, wiping the tear away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I thought I would\u2019ve thrown up, but surprisingly I didn\u2019t; the chicken noodle soup she had brought\u00a0<\/p>\n
down was amazing: it was fresh, light and gave me a good amount of energy. I was surprised I\u00a0<\/p>\n
hadn\u2019t vomited; I was unable to keep anything down, not to mention the food that was brought\u00a0<\/p>\n
down made me nauseous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After finishing the whole bowl, Rayla smiled and put the bowl to the side, getting up to help me on\u00a0<\/p>\n
the so-called bed I had in the cell. It was an iron bed with a thin sheet they called a mattress\u00a0<\/p>\n
without a proper pillow and blanket. However, just as Rayla bent down and put her arm around my\u00a0<\/p>\n
waist and the other around my stomach to help me she jolted away, dropping me to the ground.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thankfully my fall was cushioned by the so-called pillow I had made with the clothes that had been\u00a0<\/p>\n
brought me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, my goddess. I\u2019m so sorry, Natala. It\u2019s just that, think, I\u2019m\u2026ugh.\u201d Rayla babbled out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked scared as she looked between me and my stomach. Once, she helped me up and sat\u00a0<\/p>\n
me on the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just need to be sure. Stay still, Natala.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could ask her what she meant, she was on her knees in front of me, both hands on my stomach as they shined a white light. Her eyes snapped open as she gasped and looked at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNatala, you\u2019re pregnant. You\u2019re carrying the future quadruplet alphas of the dark storm pack.\u201d Said Rayla\u00a0<\/p>\n
23\u00a0<\/p>\n
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