Omega Bound (Never Ending Darkness) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Ayla

Answering Thane’s questions was pretty terrible. I have spent the last few hours sitting in front of our fireplace down stairs reliving memories. I can’t believe my sister and I were so blind to the things going on, but how could we have known that mother’s quick to be submissive demeanor and constant flinching were probably the result of our father and his behavior. She would always tell us to not worry or that she scared easily. I can’t remember the last time met a jumpy shifter. She was most likely abused and hid the signs well. I wonder if the whole pack was in on my father’s trafficking ring? I would hope not, but I have no idea at this point. There are so many unanswered questions. The main one being the reason why. I don’t know if I can move on without knowing.

Thane has been a rock for me. The voices of self doubt and whispers of my past are planting wrong thoughts that keep flaring up. “You think Thane will love you after he gets his answers? Your father killed his sister. One look at your father and that is all Thane will see when he looks at you. He will leave you. You are broken and worthless. You ruined his entire life. You are the reason he has no family.” It just goes on and on. I am trying to keep my emotions in check and the bond smothered. I don’t want to alert him that I am over hear drowning. I don’t want to add to his. I have felt sadness more than once in the bond since we have had the picnic. Right now he is working out in the gym, dealing with the past and emotions in a more effective way than tam.

I am crying now. When did I start crying? I thought I was broken when I couldn’t cry. Now, I feel broken because I can’t stop. My entire childhood was a lie. My father was hardly around. Now I know why. My mother acted like a queen ruling a kingdom, but it was all fake. To keep up appearances of the family line. To keep up the ruse that we were royalty and we were to act like it, when deep down she was probably broken and suffering. The guards for our safety were probably more for control either or her or the pack. I thought I was a secluded prison raised by strict parents. I was so wrong. The kitchen staff? Mary? Did they know.

Yam up and pacing now. I want to puke. Why won’t the tears stop? Did my grandfather know? Was the seclusion a front for the ring? I just can’t comprehend this. “Your worthless. So worthless that your own father put you into the ring. Every time they assaulted you and used you for their pleasure, he knew about it.”

The walls have cupboards. I am in the kitchen. How did I get in the kitchen? Why am I still crying? I feel my chest getting tight and heavy. It feels like bricks are sitting on my chest. The air is thick and not moving well. Why can’t I get air. I need a fan. I can’t breathe. Why can’t I breathe? I need Thane. I need help.

My head bounces off something hard and I roll onto my side. I am no longer upright and I push myself up onto my palms, struggling to get my breathing under control. Did I close the bond? look around, my vision is blury from tears and I see double a few times. I can mind–link. Can I mind–link? I feel disoriented and exhausted. I use my forearm to prop myself up on my hip and attempt to sit up more, but I am too weak and fall to my stomach again. I prop myself up on my forearms and use them to pull myself a little way out of the kitchen.

Tears are running down my face and hanging off my children. My vision blackens at the corners. I can’t remember what I was doing. I don’t know where I am trying to go. I let out a sob and hear the back door fly into something hard. Maybe the wall. Footsteps are barreling toward me. I lean my head up and see the warden. He is coming to pull me out of my cage again. I can’t…I can’t again. Never again. “No.” I rasp out, trying to get myself up again. “No..no…get back..no..don’t…don’t hurt me.” “I would never hurt you little wolf.” he says

I can see his ugly, smug face sizing me up like I am his next meal. I try to turn myself around but he has a hold of my shoulders. I claw out at his face, but they just slide down his cheek. Too weak to even break his skin. Pathetic like he says I am. “Breathe little wolf. Fates. Did you close the bond?” Did I? How does he know about it. “No…no..” seems to be all I can say. He won’t get his hands off of me.

I kick out and he catches my foot. “Little wolf, I won’t hurt you. You need to breathe. Slow your breathing down and open the bond. Think of me. I don’t want to think of him. I want to get away from him. I feel arms sliding under me as I start to panic more. I

attempt to push myself off of his body, but it isn’t working. “Ssshhhh little wolf, I got you now. It’s Thane, baby. P Stop scratching yourself. You’re hurting yourself.” Am I?

I feel myself being lowered, but the warden remains. He has his tight hands wrapped around me, his fists the same one that used me as a punching bag. He snarls and sneers at my attempts to get away. “Little wolf you have to hear me…listen to my voice. He isn’t here. You are having a delusion, a panic attack. Open your eyes. My eyes aren’t closed. I see him just fine. The cold, damp

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