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Isabella’s POV
I woke up with a pounding headache and I could instantly tell that I was out for a really long time. My throat felt dry, my head, as well as other parts of my body ached and my joints were stiff. It felt like Deja Vu, waking up once again in an unfamiliar room after falling unconscious.
I expected to at least be in Alexander’s room since he was the last face I had seen before falling unconscious but I had been to his room and this was certainly not it.
Could it be one of the other rooms in his wing? Although this room was big and pretty, it didn’t really match the vibe of Alexander’s room and wasn’t as luxurious so where on earth had he taken me to? I wondered.
I swung my feet to the ground and raised myself up to a sitting position when I felt something tug on my wrist. Using my other hand, I pulled the duvet away only to reveal a handcuff around my wrist which was then chained to the bed. I gasped.
What?
I closed my eyes and shook my head before opening them once again and staring at my cuffed wrist. I expected it to somehow be a fragment of my imagination but it was still there.
Had Alexander finally gone mad? Why on earth did he chain me to a bed, I wondered.
I inhaled deeply but I couldn’t smell any trace of him in the air. Was this a hotel? It didn’t really seem like a hotel though. I decided to wait until he came to explain what this was all about but after waiting for what felt like
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hours, I grew worried and began to panic.
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I began to yell out his name. I yelled until my throat felt sore and my voice became hoarse due to dehydration. Still, no one came. I decided to give it one last try, giving my all into the scream and all I got was losing my voice.
I sat there for a couple more minutes before I began to worry. What if it wasn’t Alexander who carried me from the club yesterday? What if he wasn’t even there and it was all an illusion like I had initially thought?
After all, since when would Alexander just sit down and watch me flirt and dance with men, especially after the kind of argument we got into? I was getting ready to scream again despite my voice when the door creaked open. I turned quickly, expecting to see Alexander but I was met with a couple of ladies instead.
They were dressed in uniform and from the way they were carrying in trays of food, it was obvious they were maids or something. They dropped the food down on the coffee table and pulled it closer so I could eat on it. I ignored the food and turned to them before they could leave.
“Hey, where is this place? Where is Alexander?” I demanded but they barely spared me a glance before leaving and shutting the door behind them.
I gasped before turning to the food and staring warily at the covered dishes. Why did they not answer me? And why were they dressed like that? Workers at the pack house did not wear such ridiculous outfits.
Not long after, they came in again this time carrying a jug each in one hand and a glass tumbler in another hand. One of them had a jug of orange juice and the other a jug of water. They poured glass fulls for me before setting down the jugs on the nightstand.
Unable to help it any longer, I grabbed one of the maids with my free hand, sick of the silence and suspense.
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“Where the fuck am I and why am I chained to this fucking bed?!” I yelled but she just shrugged me off and continued on her way out. I gasped. What on earth was going on? My stomach growled as the aroma of the food began to waft through the air and into my nostrils.
I was starving but how could I eat when I don’t even know where I was and who these people were? I hadn’t seen Alexander but the people I have seen were acting really strange. Why wouldn’t they reply to me and why was it necessary to chain me to this bed?
I was beginning to get really scared as I just sat there waiting for a familiar face to burst into the room. I thought back to the night at the club, to the man who had danced with me and offered to get me a drink.
Now that I was sober I began to really realize how weird he had been behaving. And had I really drunk a drink I hadn’t seen them mix? Wasn’t that blackout weirdly too soon? And just after I had drunk that beer? Had I been drugged? Was it that man that had brought me here after all? And had Alexander just sat there and watched it happen?
My heart was beating very fast and I glanced at the food again. What if it had been drugged or even poisoned? Where was I and how long had I even been out? Had I been kidnapped? Where my family searching for me? I began to slam my heel against the bed frame just behind it.
When no one came in, I balled up my free hand and twisted myself in the bed, and began to pound against the headboard with my fist. If I shift into my wolf would I be able to break free from this chain?
Before I could attempt it though, the door creaked open and Alexander walked in. On sighting him, my adrenalin rush deflated and I immediately burst into tears.
“Why are you doing this?” I cried. “What is this about? Please let me go, Alexander.” I cried, “Please just let me go.”
“You’re going to give yourself a headache,” he said in a low voice that did
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not sound like him at all as he walked deeper into the room to stand in front of me. “Why have you not eaten? Do you want to collapse?”
I stared at him disbelievingly. “Why did you cuff me? Take it off please, let’s talk about this. Whatever it is, we can sort it out please, not just like this.”
He suddenly chuckled. “I would actually kill to know what this is all about. Stop pulling on it so much, will you? You’d bruise yourself.” He said and I looked at him in confusion.
“If you were so bothered about me bruising myself, why don’t you just take it off?” I cried out.
He looked to be deep in thought, “You’re right. It doesn’t really bother me so go ahead.”
“What is wrong with you?!” I screamed and he just shrugged and went to open up the dishes. The sweet smell of the pasta tickled my nose and made my stomach growl.
He chuckled, “I knew you were hungry. Come on, eat up. I may seem mean but I really don’t want you to starve to death.”
I gasped, tears filling up in my eyes again. What was this wickedness? What had I done to deserve this? Had he finally picked the person he wanted as his mate? Was he now trying to get rid of me and the ‘baby‘? I stared at him.
What had suddenly changed because he seemed a hundred times colder than ever and a lot more seemed different about him if that makes sense. Had I been out for a whole year or something?
Even when Alexander hurt me with his words, he never smiled but this time he had been smirking and chuckling at my expense clearly finding this whole situation amusing.
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Was it a joke then? If it was I wasn’t getting it and he really needed to release me immediately because I was actually getting really frightened. Had I gotten it all wrong all this while thinking that this man had even an ounce of care for me? Had the entire time these past months been nothing but a means to this wicked end?
I just couldn’t wrap my head around why I’m chained to the bed. What did he want with me? Was he trying to get rid of me so that I wouldn’t tell anyone that he had disregarded his real mate and gone ahead to pick someone else? Had he already rejected me? Was that why I could not feel any connection between us both?
I looked at him as tears rolled down my cheeks, searching his face for hints of anything. Anything that would explain this horrible dream that I could not seem to wake up from. My stomach growled again and I cursed.
“Eat.” He said again, his voice hard as he looked away from me. He stood in that spot for a couple more seconds before he turned and walked out of the room.
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