To protect what’s mine


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    I stand abruptly and put the couch between myself and Francesca.


    “Dear?” Francesca asks sharply, all false sweetness and concern.


    “I have to go, I need to wake up,” I tell her as I step back towards the door that led me to the


    parlor.


    “Dear, it’s okay, you can trust me,” she tries to sooth, power leaking into her voice.


    I continue to back towards the door. Why in the name of the goddess did I ever think I could trust her? I want out of here and to nevere back. My hand reaches behind me and tries to


    find the doorknob.


    Francesca is standing now and takes a step towards me. My hand is reaching blindly for the knob. I don’t dare take my eyes off the threat in front of me. She takes another step towards me as if she has all the time in the world.


    Screw it, I turn to look for the doorknobs. But they are gone. I turn around and fear is written


    on my face.


    “It’s alright, you are safe here,” she tries to assure me.


    “Let me out, I want to go home,” I order, trying to put up a brave face.


    “But you belong here,” she coos at me. “You were always meant to be here.”


    “I’m a wolf and I belong in my pack,” I growl. Goddess, I can’t shift or feel Beren. I’m trapped here in my human form.


    “Yes you are a wolf, but as a white wolf, you belong to those that have magic,” Francesca says, the manic gleam grows in her eyes. She takes another step closer to me.


    Fuck this. I turn around and shove my shoulder against the door, It doesn’t budge, it doesn’t even rattle. I look over my shoulder at the witch and re at her.


    Francesca lets out a cackle. “Oh, my dear, I control this realm. You do not leave without my say so,” sheughs,


    “Leave me alone,” I growl at her as I shove my shoulder against the door again. “I’ve woken up before.” I push against the doors to try and shove them open.


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    “This would have been so much simpler if you had just trusted me,” she coos at me. She is now within touching distance. Francesca reaches out to stroke my face.


    I flinch away from her touch.


    With a re, she back hands me. “You stupid girl,” she growls at me. “It would have been so much easier.”


    I lean against the knobless doors and look at the witch. “What do you want with me?” I demand as I move away from the door to put more distance from the witch. I was not scared of the words, or even the hits. I had received worse from Thomas and Marie. I just did not want her anywhere near me.


    “Like I said, your blood holds power,” she says as she turns and looks at me. Francesca looks at me in a condescending way, as if my attempts to escape her are amusing. She takes another step towards me.


    “Stay the hell away from me,” I growl at her. I look wildly around the room for another exit. There, a window. I take a step towards it, and it disappears.


    “This is my realm, I control everything that goes on here,” the witchughs at me.


    “Let me go!” I order as I continue to look for an escape. The windows are gone, and the doors


    are fading away.


    “Maybe being trapped here will change your tune,” she sneers at me.


    “I will wake up eventually,” I say in desperation.


    “I can stretch out time. What is an hour out in the world of the living, can feel like a year or more here,” Francescaughs. “This is my realm!”


    “I will still wake up eventually!” I shout with false bravado. Fear is flooding my veins. 1 survived seven years with Thomas and Marie, but I had my wolf for almost all of that time. Here, I would be alone,


    “I think you need a time out, just like an unruly child,” she growls at me. She then disappears


    from the room.


    I turn in circles trying to find her. I don’t sense her anymore. In my panic to find her, I don’t notice that both couches vanish and then the rest of the furniture. I am left in the empty


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    “Let me out!” I shout as I run back towards the door. I pound on the wall where it had been.


    “Let me out! You can’t keep me here!” I shove my shoulder against the wall again, trying to get


    it budge.


    It does not. The wall holds firm. It’s like the door was never there to begin with. Just a nk wall that is unyielding.


    “Let me out!” I shout desperately, banging my hand on the wall. I slide down the wall to sit on the floor. “Please let me out,” I cry. A broken sob, ripping from my throat. “Please, don’t leave me here.”


    How did everything go wrong so fast? Goddess, I was an idiot to trust her. I should have told the twins about my first dream a few weeks ago. About a witch contacting me, maybe they would have known how to keep me from being pulled in here.


    Goddess, everything had happened in just a little over a month. It feels like everything has taken a year, at least. But no, just a month. Two and half weeks in the hospital. A few days of training. A few days dedicated to pack meetings. A few days of spending time with my mates. A day creating the mating bond.


    The mating bond! I could mind link now!


    “Markus! Calyx!” I shout at the top of my lungs and in my head. “Zviad! Aziz!” I wait for a response from my mates and their wolves.


    Time seems to tick by. Whatever has blocked Beren, is also blocking my mates


    I bring my knees to my chest and sob into them. I’m alone, trapped in this sleep realm


    controlled by a witch.


    “Markus, Calyx, please don’t leave me here,” I whisper into my knees.


    I don’t know how long I sit on the floor and sob, But by the time my tears stop falling, I feel exhausted. I reach a tentative hand up and stroke my mate marks. Goddess, I already miss my


    twins.


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