Chapter 101: Chapter # 101

‘Are my sons okay?’

My Denzel was trapped in an emotional turmoil, I could feel it under my fingernails that he was emotionally distressed and depressed.

‘Oh my boys, please be fine,”

My throat dried in anticipation.

His level of constriction was worrying me to perceive if he was okay or not, if my sons or home were fine or not.

“Everything will be okay, I am sure of it,” I whispered to myself.

Maybe the ambush took a toll on his mental health. I didn’t want to think of horrible outcomes honestly.

I just wanted to escape this dark room, waiting for my Denzel to save me.

As I was lost in my thoughts, looking out of the window, hugging my knees close to my chest, the creaking sound of the door being opened came.

“Still waiting for your mate?” 

Smirking dryly at his mocking tone, I didn’t bother to glance and taunted him as well.

“Still waiting for your demise?”

He scoffed, coming closer and sitting on the edge of the mattress. 

A disruption rose in me but I held it back and affixed my eyes outside. A silence lasted between us for a few minutes.

It gradually developed into uneasiness as I breathed out, turning to him gradually.

“Everything you did, you did it to suffer Denzel, right? From owning me, my life, forcing me, even claiming my boys. All to devastate him.”

“Yes, I resented the fact he got to live his life so smoothly after being a cruel one,” He muttered, curling his hand in a fist.

“You knew it from the start that I am his mate and that was the whole reason why you dated me,” 

“Yes. So? Is it hurting that your relationship with me was nothing?” He smirked, leaning forward to piss me off.

“No, I am relieved. Thanks to my breakup, I became one with Denzel,” I smirked, shifting back to rest my back against the wall.

Him sitting on the mattress was disturbing me, I didn’t want to share the same shadow as his. 

He noticed my tension as his smirk widened darkly, plopping on his elbow. Asserting a dominance I failed to subdue while remarking.

“See, look at yourself, how tense.” 

Leaning forward, I swallowed hard, pressing myself against the wall as he snickered at me, attempting to stumble my faith.

“Accept it, he was never there to hold you, when I touched you, when I claimed you,”

Using deceptive words, he tried to shift my mind, to wrap me in his fakeness which I had seen through transparently long ago.

“Even if I force you again, right now, at this very moment. What can he do to stop me?” 

Closing the gap, he hovered, staring dead into my eyes, holding my jaws to force me into staring as he jeered.

“Can he stop me now from touching you? Why don’t you try and call him?” He whispered, gripping my jaws to imprint his mark.

I whimpered, holding his wrist, digging my nail onto his skin to refrain those disgusting hands from touching me.

Keeping a dead face, I responded emotionlessly.

“Do it, be the monster you are.”

He blinked.

Taken aback when I showed no reaction, glancing out of the window again as I derided him.

“It would only give Denzel more reasons to make your death much painful,”

And then faking a chuckle, I waved my hand in the air gracefully, reminding him of his interior place.

“And besides repulsive men like you have no bravery in them. Expected.” 

And I hit him where it hurts the most.

Reminding him of his reality.

His jaw clenched at my comment, grabbing my throat to restrict my breath.

“Don’t you think you are speaking too much, bitch?”

Gaging at his iron grip, he lifted me from the ground, cutting off my oxygen, pathetically trying to kill me.

I hissed in pain, dragging my nail on his arm to stop but he continued choking me while laughing hysterically.

“What happened now huh? Try to disrespect me again,” 

Pressing his body over mine, inducing pure repugnance in me.

Feeling defiled to feel his heat over mine as he whispered furiously.

“Did you forget what I did to you in our sweet marriage?”

And knowing it was unfavorable yet I burned his core by pouring all my strength onto taking support from the wall, digging my nail right onto his throat.

He abruptly coughed by the prick as I gained a chance and kicked his groin.

Throwing him away from me as I yelled before falling back on the mattress.

“Fuck you!” 

“You…” 

Hissing, he was about to hit me again, I crawled out of his range along with an enhancement in my heartbeats, indicating my Denzel was here.

The humming sensation, the soothness, the relief of being protected increased my strength. 

I smirked darkly, staring back at him with raised eyebrows.

He kicked me and before he could do something else, someone entered, announcing dreadfully.

“Alpha Denzel is here! We are under attack by Crimson Heart!” 

“You better start your countdown,” 

I chuckled mockingly at his constant growl, the disapproval of hearing that he had come for me.

“I will end him then I will kill you,” He declared.

Glaring at me as I returned the same resentful glare, not afraid of him. He would definitely face what he deserved.

“We will see.”

“Gather everyone, today either I will live or that Alpha!” Kyle announced, gathering his pack and left angrily to fight back.

Though I was terrified of the bloodshed which might occur, of the fighting, there was no way out of this predicament.

When he left me alone in the cell, I fell back on the mattress.

“Huff,”

Placing my hand over my heart to indulge in the magical feelings rushing in my veins, allowing me to embrace the sensation of my mate approaching me.

My Denzel was coming for me.

As I was staying, patiently waiting for this ordeal to finish for the betterment so we could live happily ever after.

The one l never predicted to see came, opening the door of my cell. 

“Well, well, who’s there,” 

“You…?” 

Taken aback at his arrival, he entered and undid my chains, freeing me from them. Perplexed at his arrival, my eyebrows knitted together.

“What do-”

“Shh. It’s time to leave,”

Before I could realize, utter words, my strength drained from me and my vision blanked out, having no idea what the fuck did just happen.