The Tripartite Mate Bond Chapter 46: CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

“AURORA'S POV”

I woke up with a start, sighing when I realized I was still in the same position I was in before getting injected again with those drugs. They were putting in more often now than before. I guess they realized how much they underestimated me.

Each time I had woken up in the past, – I don't know how long I've been here but from their murmuring, it's been quite a while – I had been awake for a few minutes before they found out and rushed to put me out.

I've been fed only twice and my stomach has been screaming at me. I was used to not eating too often before I met my mates but now, they've kind of made me go soft, always feeding me.

I was groggy and I almost didn't even care about letting them know I was awake anymore, there was no difference. At least, when I'm asleep, I don't feel the overwhelming sadness that comes with realizing you are not getting rescued anytime soon even after giving them the most important part of the puzzle.

In fact, at some point, I began to believe Juno convinced them I was already dead or something.

There were three powerful, rich and connected werewolves connected to me and from what Juno said before she left me to this cruel fate, I was being punished for Axel’s past. Yet, they couldn't rescue me after so long. Somehow, I realized I was losing all hope. If they weren't able to rescue me now, then it was obvious something was terribly wrong.

I wasn't getting tortured at the beginning but every once in a while now, a guard would walk in while they are getting ready to shoot me the next shot, and slap me just for the hell of it, saying stuff like, “you worthless bitch! You are supposed to be their weak point but look at you, no one wants to make any real sacrifices to get you. They haven't even offered to pay us!” and many other demeaning things.

They were all bulky and angry so I couldn't even react. The fire in me seemed to be dead as I hadn't reacted once like I usually did since I woke up from coma. To make things worse, since they moved us from the previous location, all my attempts to communicate with my mates had been futile. It was obvious they couldn't hear me. I cried uncontrollably the last time I woke up and am irritated guard hit me before I was out out like a candle light.

But then, being asleep wasn't a pleasure either. My dragon warned me about sleeping in the afternoon but I couldn't tell my kidnappers that now, can I?

So I'm either crying while awake because I was already forgotten and running from a dragon in my dreams

I had thought about simply telling her my location, maybe she'd be able to rescue me but I didn't want to betray my dragon like that. I can't hand over the ability to control her to the sister that is planning evil against her.

I wished she'd come to me instead of her weird ass sister. She definitely wasn't taking no for an answer and she was creating different scenarios in each dream and I was scared she'd eventually catch up to me at some point. I would have said fuck it since it was a dream and just let her do whatever but since I met Bez during my coma, I saw sleep in a different way. It was like another plane and it might not be that way for everyone else but considering the types of powers I had, it made sense everything else was different.

I looked at the room and I realized I could see better than I usually did. The room was always dark even during the day. I knew this because they kept the curtains on all the time. The windows were also tightly shut, probably thinking I could cut through the ropes and escape.

I could have if I could locate the strange powers I discovered a few days ago.

The room was like a hotel room now that I looked at it and it struck me how this could be happening in such an organization and no one has thought to check on me. Organized crime is the absolute worst.

Someone walked into the room and saw me. They weren't all werewolves so sometimes it's also difficult for them to see in the dark room but this guy was obviously a werewolf because our eyes collided with each other at the same time and he growled.

“Gary! The bitch’s awake again!” The guard with a scar on his face shouted to the guy always injecting me.

He wasn't as rude and heartless as the rest of them and even though I was supposed to hate him more, all the sorry and please he always said before turning my mind off made me feel like he wasn't here of his own will.

As the guard approached me, I tensed up.

“You are causing me more grief than you are worth. I should kill you, you know? Saves all of us the problem of dealing with your pathetic existence” he snapped at me.

I shook my head, wishing my mouth wasn't tied by this annoying cloth. My hands hurt from being tied up as well and it's only been untied twice so I could pee since I was kept here.

A lone tear escaped my eye as he drew near with a weird look in his eyes. I hated how helpless I was. I thought I had escaped this feeling but here I was again, at the mercy of a heartless man.

At that point I swore to myself I would never be weak again. I had tasted freedom and if I got it again, I will never let it go.

Just before he could do whatever was on his mind, the door opened and in walked the man with his syringe, disrupting the weird moment.