Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0361



Carlos POV.

Torture... all the isolated torture I had endured over the past three years had been absolutely nothing compared to the agony engulfing my entire body as I lay on Lorellias bedroom floor.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry. But you're mine, your mine. And I tried for years, you'll be ok you know?!" Lorellia just kept screaming the same two sentences at me over and over again while I roared in pain. She bit me... she'd actually fucking bit me, and she'd done so without my permission, god, I was a dead guy, everyone knows that the unaccepted bite of a mate was a death sentence. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

Why was she just standing there screaming? Did she want me to die? She needed to get help, she needed to do something other than just standing there, screaming... Actually, She needed to not fucking bite me in the first place.

Oh God... I was going to die... I was going to die in agony, I'd never see my Victoria again, I'd never see Dylan, I'd never be able to enjoy the simple pleasures life brings... I couldn't believe my rotten luck. Years, I mean years in captivity, only to die on my rapists bedroom floor.

my neck bled out onto the carpet below, my hearing was finally going muffled, and all my senses except touch seemed to begin

this, then that would mean all the torment and isolation I had endured over the last three years would have been for absolutely nothing except that

that I would fucking survive this, just so I can say

wasn't sure how much

honesty I

was simply too great was as if a strong fire had taken over my entire being burning every single nerve that I had, enveloping me in

a firm pressure directly on the pouring wound, and began

the fuck have you done?!"

battled with sleep. I was falling in and out of consciousness now, losing touch on the reality of my pain, which was extremely bad. At least I knew if I

knew I was alive.