I was in and out of consciousness for days, or at least what I thought was days. I didn't have food or water, and the pain I felt in my neck kept coursing through me with so much force it took all it had in me not to scream bloody murder. David occasionally would come to my cell, Damon hadn't seen me yet; neither of my so called 'parents' either.

I finally woke up, and was actually awake for an hour. It was the longest I'd been awake in a while, my mark throbbing nevertheless. The cell door slammed open, a smirking Damon leaning against the silver bars. I growled as loud as I could, but it ended in a coughing fit. I groaned before sighing and leaning back, looking to Damon with my eyebrows raised.

"Yes little blood sucker?" He hissed at me, earning one of my famous eye rolls.

"Don't call me that stupid mutt. You're one of us too, your wolf is just more dominant than mine." I shrugged, my wolf inside of me stirring.

'Reach out to Tyler please, try something. Make sure he's okay.'

"What the hell do you want Damon?" He grinned at my annoyance, shrugging before fully standing.

"Father wants to speak with you." I growled as stood, wordlessly following behind Damons dark figure.

He led me down a corridor, completely bare of everything. The castle itself felt dead and barren, like no one had ever even lived there.

He opened the doors to their library, the same cold dark room in my dream. I shivered at the thought, my eyes immediately setting themselves upon the white hair I shared with my father. He beckoned his hand to me, my teeth shuffling as I heard Damon close the door behind me.

"Ah, my little Leona." I wrinkled my nose at him, shaking my head lightly.

"Lena, say it with me. L-E-N-A."

I felt his hand slap across my cheek before I actually registered it. I growled, my silver eyes flashing to his. He growled back at me, his eyes flashing between silver and black. I almost forgot that asshole was a wolf.

"That is a bastard name, your true name is Leona and you will rule under that name!" I furrowed my eyebrows, shifting my feet slowly.

"Damon supposed to kill me and rule, I'm not going to rule?" It came out as more of s question than I meant to, obviously sending him into an anger fit.

"You are be rightful queen! Not your brother, who isn't even my own flesh and blood."

"What the hell do you mean, 'isn't my flesh and blood'?" I took a step closer to him, his eyes swirling as he stared at me.

"Your bitch of a mother cheated on me with my second in command. She wanted a full vampire to rule, not a hybrid like you." I shook my head at him with wide eyes, causing him to chuckle. "She won't be a problem anymore."

"What have you done," I spoke to him through gritted teeth. I knew my mother didn't want me, hell she probably wanted to kill me, but she was still my flesh and blood. I came out of her for Petes sake!

"She's dead. You will rule in her place and we will find out a suitable beloved." I gaped at his words, feeling my heart clench at the thought of being with someone other than Tyler.

"Hell no! I have a mate, and I refuse to rule this shitty kingdom!" As soon as I spoke my air was cut off, my father lifting me above the ground. I clawed at his hands, his eyes completely black as he shook with anger.

"I haven't shifted in years little Leona, if I do now, I will be so wild that I will kill whoever is in sight!" He dropped me, my body collapsing on the ground as I sucked in as much air as I could. "Now, you will rule, and you will take the beloved I have chosen for you!"

I scrambled off the floor, my throat burning as I screamed at him through it. "I will not! There is nothing you can do that will change my mind!"

"Fine." I shut my mouth at his words, a sick sinister smile replacing his previous blank face. "We will beat it out of you, and make sure your mate, and your, kingdom, views every second of it."

His hand wrapped around my arm as he lifted me before throwing me into the shelf covered in books. It tipped over and collapsed on me, a sickening pain bursting across almost all of my skin. The wooden shelf was lifted off of me, a crash sounding through the room as my, I wouldn't technically call him my father but I don't really know his name, threw me across the room in a window. I hurtled through it into a square garden, the vampires that had been standing around and training stopping to stare at me.

I held in my groans as the cold night air caused my muscles to constrict. I chuckled as I forced myself to stand, already feeling the blood inside of me pooling to form bruises.

"That's all you got old man?" I heard gasps around me, obviously no one had spoken to this asshole this way before.

He jumped through the window, his eyes blazing as he stalked over to me. "You will rule, and you will rule with Alec by your side!"

"I don't even know this fucking Alec, he is not my beloved, and I will not rule with him!" He shot his hand out and gripped my throat, squeezing it before throwing me against another wall.

I sighed out in pain, my eyes shutting before I pushed myself up again. My body was screaming, my wolf was screaming, I was honest to God surprised I wasn't screaming. I just wanted to lay down and go to sleep, I just wanted to sleep forever and not wake up.

But I couldn't. This asshole was so hellbent on me ruling this stupid kingdom, over my ducking dead body.

"Come on asshole!" I broke out in a sprint before shifting mid stride, clashing with him.

My canines bit down on his chest as he screamed, his fist connecting with the top of my snout as he pounded on it, desperately trying to get my to release him. I pressed harder, feeling more and more pain throughout my body as his stupid body guards stabbed at me.

I finally released him when the pain became too much, shifting into my human form as I finally collapsed on the ground. I was honestly too exhausted to care.

***

Tyler's POV

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I failed her. The one person destined to be with me, to love me, she's gone. Along with my mark. Along with my heart.

To tell you the truth, the bond was still there. The pack doctors had no idea how it was still there, especially since we never even got to complete the bond like we should've. I felt it tugging on my heart constantly, telling me when she was awake and thinking of me.

The worst part is I felt when she got hurt still. It wasn't the burning, excruciating pain I wish it would've been; no, it was a dull pain, like a tooth ache or a paper cut. It was a small pain, but one of the worst pains.

I missed her desperately. My father and I sent out wave after waves of search teams, trying to find the Vampire kingdom that I knew she was captured at. I needed her home, right here, right now.

I was in a coma for close to a week after the mark was burnt off of her. The pain was awful, worse than even learning about how long she had known me. I had the right to be angry, but that would have to wait till she was home.

It just kept nagging at me. Why hadn't she came to me when I first shifted? When I had my heart broke for the first time? It burned inside my chest even more, knowing she saw me like that.

But she also saw my first kiss. She saw all of my kisses. And that pained me. I knew if I ever saw any man even touch my Lena that way, I'd rip their lips from their face and throw it away.

I'm glad I saved myself for her, I wouldn't be able to bare knowing the fact I slept with someone else and she saw. Even better that she never slept with anyone else, I wanted to be her first everything. I just wished she had been my first kiss, and I wasn't so stupid and restless in my youth.

I was hers. She was mine.

Mine to touch, mine to kiss, mine too love.

I was going to get her back, I swear to the goddess I will.