Chapter 72-Nightmares

**TW/CW: Torture.**
I hear myself groan as I begin to wake up, but when I open my eyes, I’m shrouded in darkness.
‘What the fuck?’ I think to myself. I try to move my hands to rub my eyes, but I can’t, and I can feel myself start to panic as I realize my hands are bound.
‘Andy, it’s okay. You’re just blindfolded,’ I hear Ares say in my head.
Andy? And how can I hear Ares in my head, like I hear Enyo?
“Ah, he’s awake,” I hear a voice say from somewhere in front of me.
“He? What the fuck are you talking about?” I try to say, but nothing comes out.
‘Why did they blindfold us?’ I hear Andy’s voice in my head, talking to Ares.
‘I don’t know. They’ve been quiet since you were knocked out in the cage,’ Ares responds.
‘Ares? Andreas? What the hell is happening?’ I try to ask them, but I get no response. I try to move my head to see if I can hear anything about where we are, but I don’t seem to have any control over my body. ‘Enyo? Are you there?’ I ask, trying to feel for her, but I get nothing.
“Did you have a nice nap, mutt?” The man asks, and I recognize his voice, but I don’t know where from.
“Fuck you,” I hear Andy say, but the strangest thing happens. It’s my mouth that moves, but his voice that comes out.
I’m punched in the face, my head snapping back from the impact, and I taste blood. My head moves forward on its own, and I spit the blood out of my mouth at whoever is standing in front of me.
“What is happening to me?” I try to cry out, but again, nothing comes out.
Suddenly, the blindfold is ripped from my head and as my eye’s focus; I realize that I’ve been here before.
‘How the hell am I in the basement Andreas was held in?’ I think to myself.
My eyes look around the room as they continue to focus, and I see the man the voice belonged to.
Roy.
My head flops forward as I hear Andreas chuckle. “You hit like a girl,” he says, and the realization sets in when I see Andreas’s body below me, not mine.
‘Oh Goddess. No, no, no. Is this one of his nightmares?’ I think to myself. ‘How is this happening?’
Roy grabs Andreas’s hair and pulls his head back roughly. “We’ll see how much of a girl you think I am when we’re done,” Roy says with a smirk as he slices down Andreas’s chest with a silver knife dipped in wolfsbane.
Andreas doesn’t even flinch from the pain as I scream inside my mind, when I see flashes of that day in the cave.
‘That’s it, Andy. Focus on her. Focus on our mate. We’re with our mate,’ Ares says, trying to soothe him as Roy cuts into their body.
“How many times do I have to tell you not to use too much of that wolfsbane?” I hear someone yell angrily. “The doctor said you almost killed him last time.”
Andreas chuckles again. “You may as well kill me, because I have nothing to tell you.”
“We’re past that now. You’re Roy’s plaything to learn on,” the other voice says.
“Then shut up and let me work, Wren,” Roy says to the other guy.
“Just lay off the wolfsbane,” Wren says before going over to the cages. He opens one of them and pulls Teresa out of the cage, kicking and screaming. My heart breaks at the sight of Dad’s mate, as Wren pulls her by the hair towards the room at the other end of the basement that led to the tunnel, shutting the door behind them.
“What is he doing to her in there?” Andreas growls, looking at the closed door.
“You’ll find out eventually,” Roy says with a sick smirk.
“That he will,” I hear someone else say. Another voice I recognize.
Andreas looks to the corner of the room to a figure hiding in the shadows. “Still getting your rocks off watching?” He asks.
The figure steps into the light, and I see I was right. It’s Derek.
“You can act as tough as you like, Andreas. I will get what I want in the end,” Derek says smugly. “I always do.”
“You won’t get shit from me,” Andreas growls.
“We’ll see,” Derek says with a smirk, and goes into the room Wren went into.
Roy turns to the table behind him, placing the blade on the table and picking up a different one. He turns back to Andreas and starts slicing at his skin again.
I feel Andreas tense as he tries to focus back on the memories of the day we met, but this time it’s not enough and he eventually breaks, his screams filling the room.
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I sit up abruptly, confused, and disorientated as I look around the room, and I realize I’m back in the cabin. I turn to see Andreas is still asleep, pain distorting his beautiful face as he squirms in the bed.
“Andreas, baby, wake up,” I say, shaking him gently, but he doesn’t respond. “ANDREAS!” I yell, shaking him harder, but still nothing.
I move to straddle his hips and take his face in my hands. “Andreas, you’re safe,” I tell him, as I try to reach through to him and wake him from his nightmare. When that doesn’t work, I close my eyes and focus on my feelings for him, then focus them towards him, releasing them like an aura. After a moment, his eyes suddenly open, and he sits up as abruptly as I did and pulls me into his arms, his nose going straight to my mark in the crook of my neck. He inhales deeply, and I can feel him calming as I hug him tightly.
“I’m so sorry, baby,” I say as I cry into his neck.
“What are you sorry for?” He whispers.
“I saw your nightmare. It was like I was there. I could see, hear, and feel everything.”
“What?” he says, trying to pull back, but I cling to him tighter.
“I don’t know how, but I was in your nightmare,” I sob. “I was in your head. It was like I was sharing your body.”
“That’s not possible, Angel,” he says, hugging me tighter, now trying to soothe me.
“You were blindfolded and bound. Roy was there cutting you with a silver blade, and someone called Wren was there. He took Teresa into that other room,” I rush out to prove that I saw it, and he stiffens in my arms.
“That’s not possible,” he whispers again, shocked.
I lean back and place my hands on his cheeks and look him in the eye. “I will make Roy suffer for what he did to you, baby. I swear it to the Moon Goddess.”
He kisses me hard, taking me by surprise, then pulls away. “Help me forget, Angel,” he whispers. “Help me replace the terrible memories with good memories.”
I run my fingers through his shoulder length hair, then run my fingers down his neck and chest lightly, and I feel him shiver beneath me. I trace over the scars on his chest, the pain that I felt in his nightmare at the forefront of my mind as I feel the rigid lines beneath my fingers.
“Please, Angel. Please help me forget,” Andreas whimpers.
I kiss him softly on the lips before moving to his neck, and I kiss, nibble, and lick his mark. My hands move lower down his stomach, and I reach down between us, taking his hardening cock in my hand and start to stroke him, not really sure what I’m doing, but his soft moans encourage me to keep going.
I pull away from his neck as I feel myself getting turned on, his feelings coming through the mate bond, turning me on further, and he kisses me passionately. I whimper in his mouth as I start to rub myself on his shaft, lifting myself up so that the tip of his cock is at my entrance. I slide down slowly, adjusting to his size, as Andreas grabs my hips hard.
“Fuck, Athena,” he groans out, holding me still.
“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice breathy as I hold back a moan.
“Take it slow, Angel,” he says through gritted teeth.
I kiss him again as I slowly ride him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulls me flush against him. The hair on his chest teases my nipples, and I feel my claws extend as my clit rubs against his pelvic bone with every movement.
‘Fuck, Andreas, I’m almost there already,’ I say through our mind-link, as I moan in his mouth.
‘Don’t hold back, Angel,’ he says, as he squeezes my ass.
I feel almost overwhelmed as I’m smashed with both of our pleasure through the bond, his feelings combining with my own to where I don’t know who feels what in this moment. My head falls back as I feel my orgasm building quickly, and just as when I think I can’t take anymore, Andreas bites down on my mark.
“Andreas!” I shout as my orgasm explodes through my body, Andreas taking over and pumping into me as I feel his orgasm take hold as well.
“Fuck, Athena,” he shouts, moving my hips with his hands to help me ride out the orgasm.
When we’re both done, he falls back to the bed, pulling me with him.
“You’re amazing,” he whispers into my hair, kissing the top of my head.
I sigh happily as I snuggle into his chest, but a giggle escapes when I feel him still twitching inside of me.
“I wouldn’t move right now, Angel. Otherwise, you’re going to get me going again,” he says with a chuckle.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to that,” I say with a grin as I look up at him, but the clock on the bedside table catches my eye, and I groan. “But unfortunately, we need to get moving. We need to question Leon, and Doc wants me to stop by the hospital to check in on the Chosen.”
Andreas groans as well, holding me tightly in his arms. “I just want to stay here forever, with you.”
“Me too,” I whisper, leaning up and kissing him.