Chapter 339

EMILY

I’m confused when my mind comes back to itself.

I’m no longer in the cellar storeroom, I’m in my bedroom with no recollection of how I got here.

I’m no longer cold, but wrapped up tight in a blanket, being held

tight in a strong embrace.

Being held tight by-

Axel?

He’s humming some tune I don’t recognize, but it doesn’t sound like anything composed this century. More like classical music of

some kind.

It’s hard to imagine a hardened Alpha, a warrior, the Slayer, enjoying something so tame as classical music.

I don’t know what to make of this moment.

Axel was the one who locked me up.

He’s the one who refuses to understand my need to escape, to

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shift and run on my own.

He is my mate who rejected me out of hand.

I should hate him.

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I should be furious with him.

I should be escaping his hold and kicking him out of my room,

telling him I never want to lay eyes on him again.

However, it’s like whatever happened down in that cellar

storeroom has burned away all that anger I was holding onto.

want to be angry, I can’t

I just feel this overwhelming need to

this deep, rending grief for what happened

girl I

the person- thing I became during those ten years and all the horrors

the reason I was

Axel–with fury, because if I let myself feel this anguish, it’s so

not sure how I’ll survive it.

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ever escape

then there’s

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who put me in that situation, but

endured at the hands of

what his actions would

because I’ve refused to talk about it.

been stubborn in my denial of needing to talk about and face everything that happened to me, even with the pack therapist

times at Aaron’s behest.

expect anyone to understand or help me if they don’t know the truth of

good reason

tell some of what that twisted old bastard

through, but

everything.

my very

concerned.

like a barrier between me and the rest of the pack- the rest of the world, really–keeping me separate and never able to fully engage or feel like I belong.

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tears have started flowing, and I feel like

to stop.

inside me and locked in place,

inside flow freely without end.

I feel him shift a

I don’t want to look up

fact, I duck my head and close

I look up at him, reality will return, and this moment will have

end.

want this moment to end.

held safe and tight in the arms of my mate–even

don’t think anything

make me feel quite like this.

Axel is the only thing

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