Chapter 76

Bella

Aiden ha just gotten off a phone call that I suspected to be the kidnappers, we were after all waiting for a call from them. Initially we thought that it might have been the humans who were killing werewolves but no bodies showed up. Especially today, the third day after my babies had gotten lost.

Things were not okay anymore. Aiden had been in a mood of late, he had anger bursts and would just withdraw himself completely. But who could blame him, I was no better myself.

It all started when I was out of my delusion that I was dreaming and reality actually settles in. I was in my babies room when it all made sense. It didn't at first, at first it all felt like they were lying to me but I was there. My babies were indeed lost and kidnapped possibly being tortured. That's what really broke my heart.

What if they were being starved, harmed, they were just little pups they couldn't even walk. They weren't able to realize what was being done to them, I couldn't put it past the monster who kidnapped them not to hurt them in any way.

So I made a decision, I wasn't going to eat or wash my body unless my pups were safe in my arms. Aiden didn't like this idea too much but what could he do, it was my decision to make. How could he think that I, as a mother, could just push aside the thought of here lost babies and live normally that was impossible.

"Bella, come I made lunch" he had said on that day I remember.

Turning from the widow to face him from the window seat in the nursery I was sitting on I look at him with what must have been a devoid look and say "I'm not hungry"

"That won't do, you barely ate in the morning and yesterday too you must have something." He says. He was at my side now cradling my head to his chest. I could feel his heartbeat against my ear so steady.

Lifting my head up so that his face was in line with my sight I say, "Aiden, I don't want to fight about this but I am not in the mood of eating."

"Starving yourself won't make them appear at least have something to eat." He struck a cord with that sentence, he didn't expect to say those words and receive a proper reply did he?

"Well, it won't make them appear but it helps me thinking that as they starve to death in whatever hellhole they are in their mother is at least going through some pain with them." I had tears blurring my vision now, I was so emotional.

Aiden's mood goes somber as I feel him try his best not to strangle me, I think, but he was trying to control himself. He sighs, releasing a lot of the frustration that could be felt in undertones radiating from him. "Okay then if you are bent on not eating I am not going to force you. But you can not just sit and mop here all day, come lets go clean up and we can go out and find what the people have found so far."

A simple enough command, but how do I tell him that I am not moving and that I am not cleaning. Couldn't he just leave me be?

Just like he could read my mind he says, "Don't tell me you have quit that too" my lack of response seems to answer him nicely for his whole being just turned hot and angry. "What is that supposed to mean Bella, have you given up hope? Don't you believe that our pups will be found? You don't have to torture yourself, I told you I would protect you."

The tears didn't stop flowing from my eyes, "If you can protect us so much then why are raven and Rafe not here with us Aiden, why don't I see them in my arms. I am not listening to you and yes I shall not clean myself until I have my babies in my arms or yours.

The next thing I know is that I am being carried from the seat by strong and capable arms. I should have seen this coming, this man could bulldoze a whole building a whole two story building not to exaggerate.

We go through the process of getting me clean, well he did all the stuff I was just there existing and refusing to do anything. He had to undress me with my un cooperating limbs. He had to bathe me and cloth me as my body lay there unresponsive but he still did.

All the time I was in my head were I kept on imagining a sadistic setting set specially for my precious Rave and Rafe, a child torture room! Could you imagine anything worse than that?

In my mind they had the whips and the floggers, the chains and the cuffs, the gags and the plugs it was a whole setting made for pain and pain alone nothing pleasurable. And my babies happened to be unlucky and got entangles into this whole mess that shouldn't have happened in the first place.

I'm not saying that I blame the nanny for not being alert enough, all I was saying is that the agency could have hired more efficient employees if they wanted to be trusted not to traffic little pups under their care.

After doing a good job on cleaning me up without a fuss, he forced me to accompany him out thinking that maybe the fresh air was going to calm me and that the drive there was going to put me in a good mood. It didn't, all I saw was torture room 101 hanging in the front of my mind.

We even went out for dinner at a very posh restaurant, I didn't eat.