RAIDEN ||

Time.

I listened to it tick by.

I don't even know how many days I've been down here in this cell. Alone. Without Onyx to keep me company.

It's had to have been more than 20 days counting how many needles are in the tiny trash can in the cell.

Yeah.. my mate has spared no expense in torturing me down here. It hasn't necessarily been anything that would physically hurt me, but emotionally, I'm done.

The wolves here have visited me twice a day to bring breakfast and dinner, if you can actually call it that. Seeing how I've survived on a raw diet for the past 7 years, their cooked soup bull crap has made my stomach turn everytime I even attempt to eat it.

Which in turn has resulted in me denying the two meals a day they've given me.

Oh yeah and the needles, those are from whatever they injected me with that first day I came here.

The day I thought would mark one of the best days of my life, the day I met Dylan in the forest by the Stone Waterfall under my favorite tree.

That was also the day he deceived me and his freaking Gamma, injected something into my system that completely rendered me immobile and took Onyx from me.

I haven't heard my Leopards voice in 21 days..

It's been eerily quiet and lonely to say the least. I loved being alone don't get wrong, but this type of "alone", I could never get used to.

The one thing I could thank my mate for was the fact that whatever they've been injecting me with since I've been here, hasn't completely taken away my mobility like the first day.

The doses are a lot less than what it was that stupid day. At least now I can move around, painfully and with extreme difficulty, but I can move around.

The wolves that have been coming everyday were apparently some young pups named Garrett and Theo. My mates younger brother and his cousin. Seeing them brought a mixture of emotions for me.

They made me miss my own family, my younger brother the most, but they also brought on that real ugly emotion for me, the one I've tried not to harbor.. rage.

Garrett and Theo thought it would be funny to try to break me down more than I already was everytime they visited me. They really weren't fond of the fact that I "ruined their pack and put everyone in danger."

Of course I didn't try to explain myself to them, none of these wolves here listen to anything I have to say.

All they see is a feline shifter, that's stronger than them and an assumed judgement on what I've done to their pack, so staying quiet has been the way to go.

"I don't even know my brother keeps you alive."

"What's the point of having you here anyways?"

"Alpha should just give you to the council. I'm sure they would find a better way to punish you."

"This punishment just seems dumb to me, but I can't question my brother about it."

"Your kind make me sick seriously. Feline shifters, what purpose do you even hold?"

"He says he's an Alpha."

"If Dylan wouldn't have told everyone in the pack that no harm is to come of you, we would have taken pleasure in making you our pay for what you've done."

The memories of Garrett and Theo's words play in my mind over and over. Their last statement made me laugh a little, which in turn made me wince in pain.

Yeah.. they definitely exactly follow Dylan's little rule about "no harm should come to me."

Apparently they thought that a few punches here and there, everyday wouldn't hurt much. Unfortunately for me, it did and I couldn't heal quickly without Onyx.

They even went as far as to throw some freaking cat toys in the cell, like seriously?

Did they really think I would actually play with a feather on a stick and chase a toy mouse around?

I almost threw in my mouth when they started flashing a laser on the cell wall, saying things "come on kitty kitty" and "get the light kitty kitty."

I wondered if they were as young as they acted. Complete immature, insensitive assholes.

Just like my mate....

Of all the wolves here, I thought my mate had come to his senses the day he came to bring my "breakfast."

Day twelve of being down here, I caught a glimpse of his scent again and it made my heart full, but the moment he came into my cell, his eyes met mine and he took in my appearance, he ran out just as fast as he came.

Throwing the bowl of hot soup down, letting it splatter all over the cell floor, which didn't bother me because I wouldn't have eaten it anyways, but I wanted my mate in that moment.

I wanted to hold him, I wanted him to hold me again. To feel his arms around me one more time, to feel his chest flush against my back again. To know what his lips felt like pressed onto mine, to be able to inhale his scent again and allow it to calm the deepest of my fears, but none of that happened.

He left me..

He left me again..

To rot in this cell even longer..

I was starting to feel hatred towards him and I didn't want to. I desperately didn't want to.

Dang it..

I don't hate him, no matter what he's done or hasn't done over these past 21 days. I really feel like I love him. I know it's because of our bond that I feel for him so deeply already and it sucks.

"LIGHTS OUT!" The same warriors voice I've heard every night brought me out of my drowning thoughts as I watched the lights above me turn off.

I slowly got up from my spot on the floor and painfully made my way to the evil, evil bed provided for me. The only thing making this bed better was the fact that my mate gave me a mat, blanket and pillow.

Which by the way, smelled awful. The stench of these wolves here, drowned out the lingering scent of my mate on the bedding.

"Gods and Goddesses above, please help me find a way out of this." I pray again, just like every morning and every night.

Begging for some kind of help, any kind of help to come.

I don't necessarily have my hopes up for any help to come though.

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