Post-Apocalypse: Mated To Alphas Of Orion-Chapter 82: Will He Ever Be Free?

(Rigel)

"Did you find it?" The lanky boy holding the small candle behind her asks.

Did she tell him she had lost something to bring him along?

Who was he to her?

A surge of jealousy passes through me as my body arches against the chains, watching the male with her.

Tears shimmer in her eyes as her slim fingers curl around the iron bars of my prison. Her face is masked by a visceral agony as she is unable to see me anymore.

Words to describe my feelings evade me. I am right in front of her and yet invisible to her. My tormentor keeps finding new ways to torture me and this has to be the worst of them. I do wonder if Amaia has been brought here on purpose to torment me.

A tear slips down her cheeks and it hits me like a wooden stake. Her sweet scent has surrounded me bringing me a semblance of peace.

They are not alone, though. I can decipher another heartbeat. This one is strong, another male is here.

With one lingering, desperate glance, she let out a painful sigh and turns away. She faces the boy who has come with her.

"No, I guess I have lost it." The anguish in her voice makes my heart shudder, and I know she will be leaving soon.

"Alnitak?" The boy turns his head sideways and speaks out.

One of the twins? Are they already of the age to join the academy? So much time has passed for me in this forsaken place. Last time I saw them, they were mere babies.

And then he comes into view. The vermilion hair, tied above his head. Muscular, tall with golden eyes. He has grown into a man.

A conversation commences between them, and I can see that the three of them are close. She speaks angrily to him and I wonder if they are in the same guild.

Irrespective of their conversation both of them watch each other with tender gazes. While Amaia appears hurt, he appears apologetic towards her. A tenderness he holds while requesting that he wishes to speak with her. It irritates me. The shadows on my body, restlessly shuffle all across my neck and face.

My body fully strains against the chains, my fangs elongate seeing him with my mate. The urge to just rip his head off sears through me like a spear.

She is mine and now that I know she is my mate, I would go to any length to set myself free and own her.

They walk away, the light diminishes and finally disappears. Her scent lingers, my only companion in this hellish place. And I gulp hard wanting to fill my being with her.

As promised she came and after putting herself in danger, as I guessed from the conversation she had with those boys. I can’t have that. I can’t put my mate in danger.

I lost track of time after that. The darkness and loneliness are my only friends. Amaia doesn’t come again and I know they must have tightened the security.

Hell breaks loose for me. This time the torture doesn’t come; instead, I am offered fresh blood. The suffocating presence gnaws at my soul as I struggle to breathe in that cold mist that comes with my abuser.

"I have a prospect for you," the cruel voice says rather sweetly and I stare back with my lips curled in disgust.

My heart has been turned as black as tar because of this monster in front of me. If only these chains wouldn’t hold me back, I would paint this cell’s floor with the very innards.

"What?" I don’t trust a word coming out of that damn mouth but I need to see what the proposal is.

"I will set you free from here and let you join the Academy. Let you become a student there under a different name. You will be able to see your pretty mate every day," the cunning reply comes. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

A string of hope wraps around my dead heart. But I can never trust this sadist. It has to be another trick to torment me.

"Why? After all these years you are just going to set me free?" I ask, with my eyes narrowed.

"Free?" Boorish laughter rings out which makes my ears bleed. "Foolish boy, you will never be free of me. Your body and soul are mine to torment and own."

My heart bleeds at these words. I have lost count of how many times my body has been brutally tortured and raped. The heinous acts done to me and the ones I was forced to perform have tainted me beyond repair.

Amaia deserves someone better and yet my heart and body won’t stop craving her. To bask in some of that light she holds.

"Then?" I ask with a shake of my head.

"For fun boy just for fun. You will be let out and placed in one of the guilds. Play with her feelings, draw her towards yourself but remember you won’t sleep with her. If you did, I would break every bone in her body and then scoop out her eyes and feed you."

The threat sends a shudder running through my body because I know it’s not a threat and psycho is capable of doing exactly that.

Still, an angry visceral growl escapes my lips. One day, I will snap that neck, and it will be the sweetest sound in the universe.

With that, the fingers curl against my right bicep, and a stinging pain begins, which intensifies as if I am being electrocuted. I know another curse is being placed on me.

"This is to ensure you will never sleep with her. Never betray me or reveal any of my secrets or reveal your identity to anyone. Never use your magic against me. You will just be my puppet. Doing anything I wish and command. Create a rift between her and the people she loves."

The laughter echoes out, ringing all around my cell before the darkness drags me into its valley.