Chapter 64 THE BINDING
VANCE'S POV
Comforted by the sparks and tingles that were filling my body, I jolted awake. My nostrils unbarred as they sniffed the air for the familiarity of roses and strawberries that I was most accustomed to, but could not locate the scent. Despite this, I thought I had to be at home with Sianna and welcomed the sparks. It must have been a nightmare that I had of Chloe.
Then it happened rather quickly. As I shot my eyes open, my vision moderately becomes clearer, and saw her staring smugly at me. "Hi, Baby."
Like a puzzle, her face vividly came together and I realized that I was still lying on the ground with this bitch over me. From her touch, the tingles, sparks, and a pine cone scent that was awfully overwhelming made me lightheaded.
"Chloe!" That name was an abomination. She was a foul rot that decayed everything in its path. A discarded shell seeking to fill the empty holes in her heart. Her hollow sharp spines coiled into a prickly ball to snag and tear at my bond with Sianna. But I won't let this spiky virus spread to harm others. Like cancer, she needed to be cut off and with all the mounting hatred fermenting inside of me, I can't wait to do it.
"How is this possible?" My husky voice took me off guard as I felt a disgusting stir inside me.
Her touch could not calm me, I hit her hand away from me. Grateful that my movement was coming back.
This was fake, a knock-off, and profanity to the moon goddess. Using a spell to plant a counterfeit bond that could not bloom naturally, was diabolic.
"Relax Vance," she reached out to touch me on my arm and I grabbed her hand, yanked her towards me, and used the other to grip her throat.
The anger chipped away whatever sanity I had left. "It's Alpha to you." My wolf was seething in rage. I can sense him now. He wants to be let out to the surface, but I cage him in.
She wrestles with her entire body and fails. A measly huntress with no Alpha bloodline was trying to break free of my grip, ridiculous! Until I felt like my air was leaving my body and I could not ascertain why I was suffocating. I squeezed her throat harder and I began feeling confined and oppressed, without oxygen. I released her and we both gasped for fresh air to normalize our breathing. My eyes never left her body.
Despite my suspicions, I took one more step to confirm what she had actually done. I extended my claw and sliced a small cut on my chest. A blood print appeared on her dress at the chest area where I had wounded mine. Our lives were intertwined as one. The bomb within me went tick, tock, tick, tock.
"Hahaha," an outburst of laughter ridiculed me. "You finally get it. You are mine now," and the boisterous laugh continued as she celebrated her triumph.
I hate this shit. A death glare was all I could offer her. It was a binding spell but a weak one because I had some resistance. The witch that she used was indeed not up to Miriam's level. I did not feel compelled by her, except that killing her might result in me dying too. However, with time, the artificial sparks could become a problem.
Damn! Miriam was now my trump card.
This effect had to be temporary. Miriam's relative lack of familiarity with the pack members was beneficial. Most of them were not aware of her true identity. Or Chloe would have known that my witch guardian was from the strongest and purest of the Eastwick bloodline whose bond with the Wolversons meant that they had to protect my family forever. This was an ancient pact made by our ancestors that not even the Supernatural Triad Council could demolish.
I hesitantly stood up, my body swayed from the dizziness. This situation demanded a quick solution. "Did you hurt Sianna?"
She stroked her throat to soothe the bruises, not intending to get up from the ground, "I am your mate now. She's nothing to you anymore, so do not ask me about that insignificant bitch!"
"I hope that you can endure pain," I hissed, as my wolf slowly rose from within me. Pissed at the insult of our fated mate, "Can you survive the pain that I will inflict on you to make you tell me about my one and only mate?"
A spasm of fear waved over her for a brief moment. It seemed that I could feel her emotions even more with the spell intact. I scoffed inwardly. So, she was still pathetic and afraid of me. That was helpful to know. A weak spell, for sure.
"Miriam, I am under a spell. Find me close to the ravine." The mind-link was back. I'm aware that she was depending on the binding spell for her safety. Too bad that her calculations were dead wrong. My wolf concurs. "Duke, get to Sianna. I need her status report now."
To make Chloe believe she has me in her lock, I cut the mind-link. If I used that method of communication too frequently, she would be able to tell. I should wait to see the remainder of her plans before making her panic.
"What do you hope to gain from this? My Love?" I said icily, "I will love only Sianna throughout all my lifetimes."
Covering her ears in disbelief, she shakes her head, "No, no.....she was with that boy, Curtis. She never loved you!" She screamed at me and argued her point, "I was the one you came to, don't you remember?"
"This is your delusion. Do not drag others into it. A mate bond is sacred and special between destined individuals." I hissed as she stared at me with enlarged eyes. "Now tell me, did you hurt my mate?"
"You will love me again. Sianna won't win this time. She stole you from me!" She came forward with arms wide open to hug me. Refusing to submit the answers that I sought. "I will be a better Luna."
My chest emitted a loud rumble as I irritably directed my maniacal gaze at the chiseler. My canines extended, and my claws protracted.
"Please, remember how I made you feel," she stepped back, terrified at my attack form. "Where was Sianna when you came to me to satisfy you? All those long nights of......"
moved closer to her, and she recoiled, cutting her words short. I was going to show her that I could freely die with her. Her gaze stayed on my claws, as she took each step backward. I rapidly snatched her by the arm.
"What are yo.......?"
Before she could finish, I rammed my claws into her stomach and retracted them. In pain, she bent and howled. Feeling the damage from the wound that I caused her, I summoned the willpower and fortified myself. "As I said, I can endure pain and I am going to torture you until you undo this fucking spell."
Despite the excruciating pain, I was able to overcome it with mind over matter. When I said that I would be her hell, I really meant it. She will wish for death soon. My main concern was to find out if Sianna was impacted or not. Was my child alright? This was a risky method, but her craft will not ruin my family.
Writhing in pain, she breathlessly said, "I can't. I am not a witch."
"Then who is the witch that aided you?" She went silent, not giving up her accomplice. A sinister laugh erupted out of me. "Do you want to die alone, or are you going to take her down with you?"
"Why Sianna, why her?" The bitch ignored my question with the audacity to question me instead. The levels of disrespect knew no limit with this one, which was another reminder of my gigantic blunder. Incredibly bold and daring, her skills would better suit her as a warrior. I would have admired those traits if not for this incident where her mind resided in a fool's paradise.
There it was again, the fear that possessed her earlier. My eyes flamed red and were glaring daggers. Her tear-filled eyes beseeched me to stop. Since she was containing herself, and mustering up the strength to deal with her pain, I used the opportunity to open the mind-link.
"Duke, did you find Sianna?"
"Dr. Stone is with her now. Why the fuck did you block me?" He blasted me, "I have been trying to get to you. We are at your house."
"Is she in pain?"
"Yes, Alpha." He reported with urgency, "She needs you, so come to her."
"I can't. I am dealing with a miscreant."
"Kill it and come now." He demanded, "Sianna is getting out of control. It's like her wolf is taking over and we can't seem to subdue her."
"Fuck." I snarled out loud. A wave of dizziness swept over me, and I felt like the ground was transported from under my feet. Next, I fell to the ground on my ass. I switched the link to get my Gamma.
"Blayne, get Miriam to me now!"
Though she's crunched in a fetal position looking across at me and whimpering, her lips moved, shaping each word that I could not make out. It was another spell incantation.
To surmise, this was a life-binding spell and whenever she repeated particular words, I was thrown into a powerless state before her. The blackness tries to consume me and I am fighting to keep conscious. My resistance lessens by the minute.