Chapter 31
Chapter 31
I considered what she was saying; the possibility of freedom, getting away from all of this. But Reid’s words from yesterday came tumbling back.
“I can’t,” I mumbled to her. I really did want to go, but I know that Reid would never let me. Plus, there is the matter of the mate bond; he will not let me break it, and because of that, he will always know where I am.
“Why not? You wouldn’t have to stay up here, chained up like some fucking rabid beast.”
“Reid. He threatened me yesterday, told me that anywhere I went, he would find me. And because of the mate bond, he can. But Poppy, please don’t do it. Who knows what will happen to you if you get caught, I couldn’t bare it if something did.” I pleaded with her to really consider what she was planning on doing, the ramifications would be deadly if she was caught.
“I need to do it, Oli. We can’t keep going on like this, it’s not fair and we’re gunna end up dead, or worse anyway. We have to at least try.” She was being deadly serious, the look on her face was one I did not usually see on her; it was strange not to see my sassy friend. This place was changing her already. “I tell you what, I’ll come by here when we leave, and hopefully you will have changed your mind by then. But I do have to go now, someone will be looking for me. Plus, we don’t know when his Royal Shithead will be back.”
She stood up, pulling me with her, giving me hug that felt like a ‘goodbye for forever’, turned and left without another word.
I stood staring at the door, hoping that Pops would walk back in and I would see her beautiful face again, but evidently she did not.
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The evening went the exact same as it did yesterday; Reid came back from the training fields, showered and went back out straight after eating his dinner that I had laid out. When he came back, he had company once again. This one was blonde too, but she was a screamer.
Whilst I was writhing on the ground in absolute agony and sweating with a fever, they were rolling in the sheets, having orgasm after orgasm, and fuck, this girl was loud. The volume was too much for my ears, so much so they were ringing to the point that I actually thought a phone was going somewhere and needed answering.
In the end, after the many different positions and giving each other head, they both collapsed, completely exhausted and fell asleep. I did not though, I could not face the idea of sleeping with all the paranoia pushing my blood pressure through the roof and my anxiety flooding the room.
For hours I prayed to the Moon Goddess that Pops had changed her mind, and that she would not turn up here. As much as I wanted her to escape this life, I knew that it would not work out in her favour.
A little while later, there was an ever-so-slight tap on the door, then the door opened so quietly and slowly that it barely made a noise. Pops’ head came around the door and looked directly at me, waving me over with her hand. As I got up from my crumpled blanket on the floor, I could see her eyeing up the two lumps tangled together in the bed and scowling. Her hand came out and shook the non-verbal fisted-up sign for ‘wanker’.
I went to move towards her, but my chain rattled. So, I instantly stopped moving, stayed where I was and beckoned for her to come to me instead, absolutely terrified that any sort of noise would disturb the sleeping duo. She crept silently to me, tiptoeing barefooted across the sleek surface.
“Let's go, we need to move now whilst most of the Packhouse is sleeping.” She whispered so delicately and faintly that I hardly heard her.
I shook my head indicating my answer, too afraid to say any words incase Reid woke up.
“Please, I can't leave you here.” Pops was begging me, desperate to be my hero and whisk me away.
“I really can't, Pops. But please don’t go, I don’t want you to risk anything happening to you.” I grabbed her hands as I pleaded with her to stay, but she pulled away from me, breaking my heart.
“There’s no way that I can stay here; this place is too fucked up, Oli. Are you sure that there’s no way that I can convince you?”
“Even if I said yes, you wouldn’t even be able to get me out of this contraption without waking them up.” I indicated the leather collar binding me to this room of misery, then paused. I had a sinking feeling about Pops’ plans, but it was obvious that I was not going to change her mind. “I love you so much, Poppy.”
I gave her one last hug as she mumbled back, “I love you too.”
Then she was gone.
The door barely made a sound when it closed and the latch clicked into place. The room was silent once again apart from the soft snoring coming from the bed. I had this massive impulse to go over to bed and smother the pair of dicks with a pillow to end my suffering now.
I decided to take a seat back down my blanket. But instead of laying down, I sat there staring at the window in anticipation of hearing some sort of commotion when it was discovered that they had left, just hopefully long after they had disappeared into the night though.
Barely even fifteen minutes had passed when there was suddenly a substantial number of men shouting outside and many lights came on, casting shadows about the room through the curtains. All of it was shortly followed by screams of terrified women as they were most likely found and I assumed caught; their screams starting off in the distance and creeping closer to the packhouse as they must have fought for their lives. Not much later, all the screams and shouts outside had stopped, making me start to panic and pant in dread.
Some idiot decided that suddenly knocking rapidly and intensely on the door of a sleeping, paranoid and aggressive werewolf was a wise idea – naturally it was not. Reid flew out of bed, yelling his head off like a madman as he stomped over to the door with his dick swinging between his legs, slapping its way around.
“This better be fucking important, or someone’s gunna lose their head!” He cursed some more under his breath, all the way to the door, up until he ripped it open and saw who was there.
I instantly recognised the voice that replied to Reid’s anger – I had not exactly met many people since being here. My heart was hammering in my chest, hoping that Pops had at least got away.
“There’s been a problem with some of the omegas.” Dane’s frustrated tone rushed out as soon as the door was opened, explaining his being here at such a stupid time of the night before Reid had the chance to batter the living shit out of him.
“What the hell do you mean?” Still standing there butt naked, Reid’s scowl grew more intense as he waited for answers.
“Some of the filthy whores tried escaping.” It came out blunt and straightforward, no beating around the bush.