Not Ready For My Mate novel Chapter 91

"Gage, stop this! You don't know what you're doing!"

I yell out to him, trying to make him fight it. He only snarls at me and proceeds to run faster. As we run we can hear people counting down. It's a few seconds from Callies birthday. We then hear the voice of Izzy. We can hear her from where we are. She's speaking to mother. We increase our pace, wanting a surprise attack.

Just as we run out the woods everyone begins to cheer, congratulating Callie. We head straight for our main target. Mom.

We see her in our site but so has she. And from the way she's glaring at us, she knows what our intentions are. We snarl and that seems to catch everyone's attention. They all look over at us and back away slowly. As we approach mother slowly we can see the fear and shock in everyone's eyes. Though not Izzy. Izzy's eyes are filled with one thing.

Pain.

We whimper in our heads, trying to stop our body. Even Gage suddenly tries to make the effort of stopping. We stop walking and whimper at the pain in our head. We try to over power it but can't and stand back up straight. Mother approaches us calmly, not showing any sign of fear. She then winks at us, making us snarl at her challenge.

We rush towards her, ready to snap her neck and just as we're about to reach her, we suddenly freeze in the air. She used her levitation, we think, only realising it now.

We try to move but can't.

She walks past us and makes her way to the dungeons. We already knew that was her plan. As we float away from everyone we finally turn back to our normal selves. We see no more red, instead, all we see is hate in the eyes of the people we love. As we past everyone we don't see Callie.

Where could she be?

Theo/Gage's POV

Mother sent down a few people to try and get information out of us, and we tried to speak, but it never ended well. When we tried to tell them everything, something completely different always came out, usually something that earned us a beating. At this point we didn't care. We just wished for Death to come down and take us. We've had a few times where he would show up, but the jerk always refused. We never knew why.

Why couldn't our lives been simple? All we've ever wanted was someone to love and to carry our pups. To have someone by our side, living out each others dreams. We had never asked for this life, but the fates decided to give us crap cards.

As we sit there and run our fingers over the scars we wince, feeling new one's all over. We don't think Mother actually knew about the beatings, the last time she came to see us, we were bleeding on our head. It may seem like she despises us but we knew she really didn't. She patched up our wound then left without another word.

We've tried everything to tell her the truth, but nothing has worked. We tried writing it down, acting it out and nothing. We've lost hope. We just pray to Moona that they have given up as well.

"You know if you keep touching it, its going to become infected." We hear someone murmur in the next cell. We look over and see an older man. He's covered from head to toe in filth, with bruises and cuts all over him. His clothes are torn and worn out, with no shoes on either. He sits there with his back against the wall, and arms resting on his knees. He turns his head to our direction then gives us a small smile. We look at him but ignore his comment, continuing to run our hands over the scars. He tsks but says nothing of it.