Chapter 89 CHAPTER 89
Evelyn’s POV
The day of the accident flashed before my mind. I was at the office. Then I was rushing to the house to pick up something.
A laptop charger.
I remembered the call with my aunty, and then the car bumping into mine.
I remembered the face I'd seen as I blacked out.
Xavier.
The days locked up in a dark room resurfaced. I saw Rosaleen beside Xavier, telling me that I’d never see Alpha Michael again.
I held my head tight and then I heard screaming inside the house. I stood up, trying to reorient myself. But it was too late.
He grabbed me. First, by the hair. Then he held my neck and he pulled me, dragging me into the house. He shut the door as he pulled me inside completely.
“After everything I've done for you, this is how you try to repay me. By sneaking around and digging information. Now you know the truth, I'm done pretending to be someone else so I can be with you.”
He pushed me on the floor. I grunted in pain. Gwen was lying beside me with a large cut on her head. He had cut her with his watch when he was punching her.
“How could you do something like this to her?” I asked. “She has done nothing wrong. Let her go.”
He chuckled. “So she can run off and tell everyone that I'm a beast? That i held you in here against your will. Not happening” He checked the lock on the door again and walked towards her. “Hand over your phone.”
She winced in pain. “You’ll pay for this,” she said.
“Give it to him, Gwen.”
He pushed her to her side and pulled her phone out of her pocket. “You’ll remain here until I decide that you are free to go.”
He pulled her to her feet and dragged her across the sitting room to a room on the other side. He pushed her in and locked the door. Then he moved towards me and pulled me up.
I screamed.
“No one will hear you no matter how loud you scream, Evelyn," he said, pulling me up the stairs.
He pushed me into the room. “I’m sick and tired of you messing up with all my plans. I left everything because of you.” He hit me on the face. “I’m a fugitive because of you. I won’t put up with any of your tantrums anymore.”
He took the keys and locked the door. “No food for three days,” he yelled behind the door. “Maybe you’d come to your senses by then.”
I laid on the floor, sobbing. Then I rushed to the door suddenly and pounded on it with my fist. “Let me out of here!”
The windows were burglary-proofed. I couldn’t jump out of them. I moved around the room, angry and panting. There was no escape. I pushed my hand through the iron rungs on the window and tapped on the glass. I screamed. But I knew it was in vain. No one could hear me.
Exhausted, I stood by the mirror and looked at myself. I remembered exactly who I was again, but I was trapped. Again.
—
I slept off after a few minutes of sobbing on the floor.
I had the dream again.
I was back at the cave. The symbols. I touched them as I walked into the middle of the cave. They glowered.
First, Second. Third.
Then fourth.
I stopped there, my fingers brushing through the eye carved in the wall. The pupil dilated as it glowered. Then I heard the sound of the mirror shattering behind me.
I turned around. Nine pieces headed towards me.
I closed my eyes and counted to hundred.
The shards descended, piercing my skin. There was no pain, only the tearing of a veil. I stood up and behind the mirror, there was a very bright light.
Something was approaching me from the centre of the light.
I squinted my eyes to catch a glimpse of it. It got closer and closer. And suddenly, it broke through the light.
It was my fox. Large, white and free.
I had broken the seal.
—
I opened my eyes slowly. I moved my hand and my fingers grazed over the soft rug. I felt different.
I could feel something within. Something stirring with me.
My fox.
I reached out to her. I knew her name suddenly.
“Nyra.”
She stirred within me. Evelyn.
I smiled and a tear slipped out of my eyes. “I’ve missed you. You’ve been gone for so long.”
I tried to talk to you through the seal and protect you the best way I can, she said, her voice older and calm.
“I’m scared,” I whispered.
A vision flashed before my eyes. I saw Michael, standing in his room, pacing. He looked disturbed and worried. My heart leapt. I hadn’t seen him in such a while.
“Is he okay?”
Talk to him, she said.
Could I?
Call out the name of your mate.
I called out his name. I could see him. I saw the moment he heard my voice. There was a shift in his countenance, and we connected.
“Michael,” I cried. “It’s Evelyn."
“Evelyn,” he called out. “Where are you? I’ve been looking for you.”
I had no idea where I was exactly. But I knew we were in Barcelona.
“Barcelona,” I said. “Please save me. Xavier took me away against my will. I have nothing to do with him.”
“I know,” he said.”
I was relieved.
“I’m known as Stella now. And he is Stefan. Hurry.”
“Did he hurt you?” he asked, feeling my pain through the matelink.
“Yes,” I whispered. “He’s hurting me.”
“I’ll make him pay, I swear.”
I was feeling weak, and I lost the matelink.
You should save your strength. Sleep a little, Nyra said.
I was dosing off already.
I knew Michael was on his way. In a few hours, I would be back to the life I had.