Chapter 56


    Chapter 56


    God, it’s ridiculously cold in here. Langdon’s shirt is doing absolutely nothing to keep the chill at bay and I


    sit there, my arms folded, shivering and trembling as I wait to see if I’m let out. Langdon had better be


    right about this, think sourly. Otherwise I might just let Sabriel do whatever she wants to him and his


    precious bachelor pad.


    Should have pissed all over his house, given him something to really be angry about. Especially if he


    was going to punish us both this way.


    Sabriel, is your answer to everything going to be piss on it?


    Well, I could do the other thing, but you’re too much of ady to let me. Or are you?


    That’s disgusting


    Says you.I call it Karma


    I hope Langdones back to let me out soon. I can tell that the sun is beginning to set and it’s only


    going to get


    colder at nightfall. I doubt I can make it though the night without freezing to death, shifter or not. Plus I’m


    so annoyed, I feel like punching the wall, but that’s not going to make anything better.


    I close my eyes and lean back against the hard bricks of the building, my body aching all over and my


    stomach growling in hunger. Then, miracles of miracles, I hear the loud creak of the dungeon door


    opening and then tense as a familiar scent washes over me. What on earth is he doing here? I’d been so


    sure that he would have just left me down here. Sabriel, of course is smug.The damn wolf is cocky as


    hell.


    Of course, our mate ising. He can’t resist us. We’re the most beautiful creatures he’s ever seen. Or


    at least/


    am, although you’re pretty cute too.


    Wow, so humble Sabriel.


    /tell it like it is. Not my fault you don’t like it.


    He’s probably juste to yell at us or something.


    Winter, has anyone told you that you are way too pessimistic? Why do you have to be all doom and


    gloomy? Save that crap for Halloween.


    You’re way too optimistic.


    Well, one of us has to be.


    Sabriel is driving me insane, prancing about excitedly in my mind, while all I can hear is the loud


    thudding of my


    heart, beating wildly in my chest. I feel a small spurt of hope, despite all of my protestations. His


    footsteps are loud, like he’s storming downstairs and that doesn’t bode well at all. Even Sabriel has


    stopped her prancing and is listening nervously. He sounds like he’s angry, but with luck it’s directed at


    Langdon and not at me. A girl can hope right?


    “God dammit” he’s muttering to himself as he walks down “F*****g Langdon. I swear to god, when I get


    my hands on him, I’m going to rip his head off his body.”


    That seems perfectly eptable to me Winter. See he’s defending our honor.


    Thonestly just think he’s mad at Langdon Sabriel. It has nothing to do with our honor.


    Pity, I’m rather bloodthirsty.


    Not as weird as you.


    That’s debatable, I think idly to myself as he finally reaches the end of the stairs andes crashing


    over, his eyes wild and his hair all dishevelled. I gulp. He looks half crazed and now I’m thinking it’s safer


    to be in the cell, than out of it with him. I guess he sees the fear in my eyes because he straightens up


    and attempts to smooth his hair down somewhat and make himself more presentable.


    “Right then” he snaps, “Langdon should never have locked you up. But you” he booms, pointing his


    finger at me as I cringe “should never have even left the house” he roars, “I put you there to keep you


    safe. Why is that proving to be so difficult.” He soundspletely perplexed.


    Right. Not to keep me away from his so-called girlfriend. Is he kidding himself right now? I roll my eyes


    and he stares at me incredulous, not able to believe that I’m showing him such disrespect. Well, he


    started it.


    He fumbles slowly inside his pockets and produces a key, examining it thoughtfully. I resist the urge to


    reach for it as he begins to pace back and forth.


    “This is thest thing I need” he mutters, ncing at me, “thest thing I want. Why does it have to be so


    hard though” he exhales, staring at me intently, and I squirm at how intense his gaze is. Maybe Langdon


    doing this was thest straw and Kai has finally lost his senses and his mind.


    “I just broke up with Candice” he says irritably and my heart skips a beat at the words. Hope fills my


    body, even though I’m certain there is a buting. There’s always some sort of string attached. I don’t


    even know why he’s


    bothering to tell me this. I’m not the reason for his breakup, unless she found out about me and even so,


    that


    wouldn’t be my fault. Or is there a reason behind his telling me? Sabriel is almost dancing in joy.


    He slowly unlocks the cell door and pulls it open. “Well” he says quietly, seeming to calm himself down


    somewhat, “are youing?”


    I stood up and slowly went towards him, Kai backing away so that I could walk out. My body is trembling


    and my mouth is dry. Was he just going to abandon me with Langdon again? Is that why he wanted me


    toe with him? Or worse? Was he going to throw me out of the pack and leave me to fend for myself?


    I feel nauseas, my stomach churning as I try to remain calm.


    “Come on” he barks impatiently, and I follow him upstairs to the main area of the pack house, astounded


    when


    he begins to ascend the stairs.


    I’ve never been upstairs. It was forbidden for myself and other omegas to go up there. It was exined


    that the Alpha didn’t want lowly omegas to enter his rooms, apparently several of them had tried to


    seduce him and he got tired of it. Marias was one of the few he entrusted to clean in his private rooms.


    He’s an enigma this Alpha Kai who’s


    supposedly my mate.


    I’m in awe as he ushers me down the hallway and into his bedroom, or at least I presume it’s his


    bedroom, ushering me in frantically and closing the door. I look around in interest. The room itself is


    massive, huge in fact. The four poster bed looks so inviting with it’s beautiful green bedcovers and I sit


    down, feeling just how soft it is. The room doesn’t contain much besides the bed, just a dresser and


    wardrobe. I can’t even see much in the way of personal effects and that makes me feel sad for some


    reason. It’s not the homeliest feeling of bedrooms.


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    He watches me looking around, a small smile on his face. Then he stands in front of me and I blink,


    looking up at his big hulk of a body. He looks tentative, hesitant and I brace myself for whatever it is that


    he’s about to say. But he manages to surprise me.


    “Listen” he says gruffly, folding his arms and staring intently down at my face “I just left Candice because


    my


    wolf and I can’t keep ignoring the mate bond anymore. Turns out she was only interested in being Luna


    anyway”, he muttered, and I feel sympathetic towards him. That must have been horrible for him to find


    out. Must have been one hell of a breakup. The sympathy fades quickly however when I remind myself


    just how bad he’s treated me thus


    far.


    “I don’t know what to do with you” he says quietly “every time I look at you, I’m blown away by your


    beauty and your innocence. I’ve been rejected before and it sucks. If you want me to reject you,


    however, especially after the way I’ve treated you, I can look into how we do it?” He doesn’t sound too


    enthusiastic about the idea though, but I could


    be reading him wrong.


    I shake my head. I don’t really want to go looking for another mate and despite everything, my heart is


    screaming out for him, I feel more that I ever felt with Johnathon. I want him, my mind is screaming it.


    Sabriel is screaming it in my mind. He looks pleased. Was he hoping that would be my response? Or did


    he expect it? Then he does the unthinkable and swoops down, his lipsnding on mine as he kisses me,


    roughly, his tongue demanding ess


    which I eagerly give him, my arms holding onto his as I try to keep upright on the bed. Sparks fly


    between us and Sabriel is giddy in my mind. When he finally lets go and backs away, I feel disappointed.


    I really hope he’s not about to apologies over this kiss like thest time. I don’t think my heart could take


    it. But instead he gives me a wicked grin


    that makes my heart start to beat loudly in my chest.


    “I think it’s time we tried being proper mates, Winter, don’t you” he drawls, and I can’t help it. My mouth


    opens wide in shock as Sabriel screams out in joy in my mind. Was he finally epting me? Or, my


    heart skips a beat at the thought, am I just a recement for Candice now that she’s gone?