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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE
AURORA'S P.O.V
I blinked again, trying to focus, it was slow but the room finally became clear. I was in an empty, fairly lit room that had nothing it it, except for the chair I was sitting on. No one, except Auron and I were in the room and the floors looked like they hadn't been swept or washed in ages considering the cake dirt I could see. The figure stepped closer, I knew it was him, he was dressed just as the way I saw him that day. I tried to speak but still couldn't move my mouth. What if I shifted? I hope I can shift. I closed my eyes and tried to shift but unbearable pain lanced through me, staring from my chest then spreading to my whole body.
What?
What's happening to me? I can't shift and why does it hurt so much. I was so immersed in my confusion that I didn't notice Auron was now standing so close to me. He crouched low and stared me in the eyed. His eyes, a deep red like that time shine with such intensity.
"Stop trying to shift, it will only end in pains, pains that you might not be able to bear." He grumbled.
You! What have you done to me? I can't feel my wolf? What have you done to her?
I tried to speak, but my tongue still felt heavy. Panic crept in, squeezing my chest tight. What did he want? Lucian's warnings about him echoed in my head. What if he kills me right now?
His eyes narrowed, as if he had heard me.
"It's nothing serious..." Then he reached out a hand to my neck and tapped the iron band around my neck. "...this is designed to keep even the strongest wolf at bay. As long as this is round your neck, you're useless. Weak." His tone taunted and mocked me.
Weak?
Fury burned in my chest at that word. If there was one thing I hated being called, it was a weakling. I spent almost all my life thinking I was weak but then I found out who I really was. I was a warrior, born from a warrior tribe. I am no weakling. I may be down now, but I'll get back up. Just you wait and see. Suddenly, my body tingled, like something leaving my body, was the metal's effect wearing off? I tried moving, but nothing worked. So much for wishing.
He kept on staring at me, his eyes tracking everything detail on my face. I noticed softening in his eyes as he stared at me. If he was just going to stare at me, then he should've just killed me or maybe make me unconscious. Because being unable to move and made to sit as a strange masked person stares at you is not what I would like on an ideal day. Really.
"Why did it have to be you?"
He suddenly growled, snapping my attention back to him. His eyes shocked me once again, they were almost black now as he clenched his fists.
"It should have been me, not you." He lowered his head, shaking it. "I could have been the better one." His tone was angry and sad at the same time.
What was he even talking about? I know for sure that I have never met him before, I can clearly remember the people I've met over time and get died not appear anywhere in my memories. So what kind of psycho did I attract to myself?
Why me?
Lucian!!!
This is getting annoying, I want you leave.
His head suddenly whipped up to face me.
"You are not going anywhere!" He growled.
If I could move, I certainly would have drawn back, staring at him in shock. Did he just echo what I said?
"Yes, I did. You are not going anywhere until I have taken back what's mine."
He can hear me! He can hear my thoughts! But how? Is this...is this socery? I wondered as I stare at him. He snorted, getting to his feet.
"I wish it was sorcery. But unfortunately, as long as you and I are in the same place, I can hear your thoughts." He informed.
Really? This is scary, but I wonder if I can hear him too.
"You can..."
I perked up immediately.
"...but I won't let you. I use a special potion to block you out." His eyes seemed to show a not of triumph in it.
Mmmm. That seems fair, you wouldn't want your enemy to hear what you're thinking....hey! This is cheating! Why should you hear me and me not hear you?
"Because I say so, dammit and stop talking. I'm having a headache just hearing you talk without talking."
He brought a hand to massage his head but realized he was wearing a mask and put the hand down. Hmmm. It seems the mask is not an all the time thing then.
I glared at him, my mind spinning. So...if he can hear me...we can hear each other...Oh no. I gasped. It...it doesn't mean we are mates right?
"Of course not!" He suddenly roared, the place trembled under my feet. "Why on earth would you even think of that?"
I shrugged internally. It was the only possibility I could think of. I mean Lucian and I can now communicate with each other through the kind link but I think I'm too far to reach him.
Another snort from him.
"Trust you to think of the most outrageous possibilities."
I sighed, but something caught my attention from what he said earlier. He said until he got back what's his from me. What's his? What do I have that belongs to him? For goodness same, I don't know this guy. Hey, I've never met you before so what do you mean by take back what's yours? Did I take your personal belonging or what? Maybe it's Lucian he wants? Did Lucian puss him off and now he's decided you take it out on me?
His eyes narrowed dangerously, daring me to keep talking. I wanted to go on but I decided to stop, for fear of what he might do. Then he turned away and began to walk towards the door. Was he leaving? He can't leave.
Hey! Hey! Auron! Get back here and untie...unmetal me.
Without turning, he answered.
"Never."
Then the door shut close with a loud bang. I waited, counted till five hundred, then I moved my hands.