Nadia's POV

We are already near home. Tyla and I had each other for safety along the way.


It's just a short walk left.

I hear ruffles among the fallen leaves on the earth. What animal could be walking around at almost midnight?

A though comes to my head, but I immediately shun it. The darkest thoughts come at the darkest hours.


The ruffles become closer, but I still can't make out what it is as there is no distinct or peculiar sound.

A hand grabs my mouth from the back, rendering me mute.


I still can't see who it is, but I start throwing blind punches.

It's someone, definitely. It's definitely also a man as I feel the very short lenght of the hair while scrabbling for places to grab.

He must be doing something to prevent Tyla coming out. It then occurs to me that I feel something cold on my neck. He has slipped solver collar on.

Who is this and what does he want from me?

Dear Moon Goddess, I promise that if you…

A sharp pain in my shoulders cuts in my plea making me beg him for mercy. I was unaccompanied, outwitted and thoroughly overpowered. It's the only thing I could do.

He holds me like that for a while, making me question why he came after me in the first place.

When I stop all attempt to resist the inevitable, he leaves my back, making me fall on the dirty earth.

The fall sends a shrill pain up my spine, but I can't scream, my voice is gone, someway somehow.

I'm sitting like a prisoner of war, so damn close to home.

So many thoughts are running through my head, making the teas rush in self pity and condemnation.

Why me? Why do I have to be so unfortunate? Why do I never have good things happen to me.

'I shouldn't have done this," His voice starts, not as the gruff angry kidnapped I remember, but someone with a soul. 'I want him to feel how we do." I don't get the reference the strange man is making, and I don't have a voice to tell him, or some light to show how clueless I looked.

If it is a him, why am I the one bound with a silver collar on the neck in the dead of the night, sitting on the cold unfriendly earth.

I manage to mumble out something that I myself couldn't hear. He pays no mind and continues his speech, with great difficulty.

'Tell him we feel trapped, that we are unable to do anything because of one man's ambition. That we are free willed and free spirited wolves, and that his mental chain on us could only last so long." He speaks with so much intention, which makes him painfully slow.

If I have to be in this position to listen to his speech, the keaxt he can do is hurry it up a bit.

'Tell him that even if… No, no, put it this way ‘even though some have'... Don't use ‘some'.... Those who have chosen to…" He contemplates saying many other things, sometimes starting sentences he did not finish.

I have somewhat resigned to my fate. I just sit there helpless. Even if he decides to not release me, Landon is definitely going to be coming this way somn, hopefully.

It's so sad Tyla cannot even talk to me.

Then he does something strange, he sits with me, on the floor, in the same position as me - knee bent, touching my chin and my hands wrapped around - just that he has no silver collar.

We stay in that position for a few minutes just sitting and looking.

Judging from the reflection of the warm glow of the moon on his face, it's with pity he looks at me.

A loud sound juts me out of my reverie. As he slaps away the insects, he looks at the feast one me.

I can see every morsel of strength he's using to fight the urge to release me.

'My name is Kael." He says, unprovoked.

I fee like letting him go unanswered, but my loneliness gets the better of me making me reply to him

'I'm Nadia." I say to him.

'I know." of course he has to. He freaking kidnapped me, he must have had some details, and my name is definitely got to be part of those. 'How do you feel?"

I hate the way he sounds like what I've been wanting to hear. Everyone around me made it feel like I was asking for too much.

'I'm not fine." I'm more apalled at how I'm being so open with my kidnapper, a total stranger.

'You are." He sounds like a fine blend of humour and flirt, quite the man.

'Since we are getting along well already, do you mind taking this off?" My voice comes out a little above whispers.

'I have to be sure that you aren't going to transform immediately after and bite my head off."

'Well, it's not like I can do that, can I?" My wolf is already weak, and would probably be near dead now.

He does not say one more word. The silence is uncomfortable. Some part of me is cursing the other for reminding him that we were kidnapper and kidnappee, and not friends.

By my rough estimate, we have been here for about thirty minutes.

He gets up off the floor and takes the collar off my neck, expecting me to flee immediately.

My legs are held in place by forces not known to me, making me want to stay and let him keep me company.

Just then, that very moment, a dull searing pain surges through my entire being.

I was not wrong after all. Landon was probably getting it on with that lowlife prostitute omega.

How I would have loved to kill her, at least the me of about thirty minutes ago. Right now, I just want to enjoy my newfound company. Maybe it will last, maybe it won't, I really do not care, it's this moment that matters.

It goes on for quite a while. Kael, just sits back in the same position, staring at me acting weird because of the discomfort, before later coming to terms that I was feeling pains, me and Tyla. She must be really battered by now, mostly emotionally.

I curl up on the dirty floor I was once cautious about, wringing and twisting in pain.

They are finally done. I can feel it no more.

I'm the one left with a sore body, sunken eyes and an unhappy wolf. At this rate, Tyla would never want to speak to me again.

Kael comes closer, for the first time since he unbound me, and lifts me from the floor.

In my dirt and pain, he leans me on his chest, rubbing his hand on my arm in consolation.

'Is it him?" It's the first question he asks me.

Then it suddenly occurs to me what he had been saying.

'Is it him?" I ask Kael back.

'Yes." He answered saying no more.

'Yes." I answered him too.

There were no more words. Just two wolves with a common enemy.