Chapter 164

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.

I stared up at the ceiling, although I admit even the plain view of the white roof was becoming blurry as my neck bled out onto the carpet below, my hearing was finally going muffled, and all my senses except touch seemed to begin to shut down at once, at least I wouldn't have to hear the screeching sound of Lorellias excessive yapping any longer. Maybe this was a good thing, maybe it was what was meant to be all along. I was simply meant to die.

On the other hand though, if I really did die from 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 bitches pleasure.

I decided there and then, that I would fucking survive this, just so I can say that no matter what, I outright refused to break.

I wasn't sure how much time had past, in honesty I was unsure how I was still alive, the pain was simply too great. It was as if a strong fire had taken over my entire being, burning every single nerve that I had, enveloping me in thick, unrelenting agony.

Eventually I felt a firm pressure directly on the pouring wound, and began to feel my body being jostled about.

"What the fuck have you done?!" I heard a muffled yell and a loud slap met my ears, still even my screaming had subsided slightly as I 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 was in pain then I knew I was alive.

I felt myself being lifted up and placed down on something firm, from the amount of jolting My body was doing, my guess would have been a back board or a medical grade emergency stretcher.

"But... Josh said..." Nothing but incoherent mumbles met me, every now and again I would hear her voice screech but I was fading, and I was fading fast. "...been waiting much longer than he has."

"If you had treated the man with the respect that your goddess gifted mate deserves then maybe, he wouldn't have rejected you so much." Was that Caius?

"His vitals are failing too quickly... I'm going to give him a shot of epinephrine." They we're going to shoot me up with adrenaline? Who said that?! Hopefully it was a doctor because without immediate medical help, there really wasn't a chance for me to survive.

On top of all the infernal pain blazing through my body, was simply too much to bare. It felt as if my body had been soaked in acid. I felt a sharp pinch, and the muscle on my right thigh felt the strain of fluid going in.

Now for some reason, all it seemed to take was one simple shot of what was essentially an epipen, for my eyes to widen and a shout of pure agony to ripple through me. Oh... I was being transferred by gurney as I saw the lights of the ceiling zoom past me and instantly squinted my eyes again.

My arms and legs began to thrash in the hopes that it would help my pain subside, but it was futile. My entire body was shutting down, and every limb felt as if it was engulfed in a flame that was impossible to put out, no matter how much I attempted it.

"Shit!" I heard a whisper, while I could still hear that bitch wailing behind me. If I had it my way, our situations would be completely reversed. "I'm going to put him under while we attempt to combat this bleeding. It'll be a miracle if he survives the night." My ears picked up the faint voice of the man, and another sharp pinch took over me, this time on my upper left arm, my body tried to fight the sleep inducing drug, but eventually I succumbed to it.

I was awoken the next day by a loud, consistent beeping that bought me out of my slumber. I moved, or at least I attempted to, but my body felt as heavy as cast iron... it was almost impossible to even wiggle a finger without feeling a strenuous ache in every single muscle my body possessed. I groaned and attempted to open my eyes, only to close them again a second later at the brightness of the light above me.

What the fuck had she done this time?!

"Baby?... Oh thank the goddess." Before I could even open my eyes fully, Lorellia was at my side, stroking my head as I frowned at her. "I really thought I'd lost you for a minute. I don't know what i would have done with myself."

Was she being serious? She had been the one to bite me, and she hadn't even been gentle about it. Some fucking mate. I felt my fists clench and begin to shake at my anger, at least, I think it was anger, I was also extremely frightened by her now, and so the tremble in my hands could have quite easily come from my fear.

"Get the doctor!" I demanded refusing to look at her face as I lay there. I needed answers now. I had no idea what was going to happen, I didn't even know what it meant to be forcefully marked, I just thought it was a death sentence.

"I'll get him in a little bit. How are you feeling?" A little bit? Fuck that. I needed to see a doctor to ask the questions that were racing through my head.

"How am I feeling? Are you that oblivious? You marked me by force! I almost died because of you, don't you get that?" She didn't even acknowledge my words, the only thing showing on her face was pride. How could she be so cruel?

"But, you didn't die, which means that you did eventually accept me and our child, how could I feel anything but elated." Is that why I was still alive? Because I had subconsciously accepted her as my mate. Maybe I did give my permission. She quickly lifted her legs up on the bed I was lying on and began to cuddle up to my tired body, tears pricked at my eyes at my situation and I sighed when I felt her stomach kick into ever so slightly. "See, even our boy knows that daddy's ok." Every single time the bitch called me by my parental title I felt myself get sick to my stomach.

"Actually, the fact that he is alive means, his body is readying itself for transforming, into an unnatural Lycan." The doctor quickly walked in holding a tablet which most likely had my medical records on it. Hang on... did he just say Lycan?

"WHAT?!" My body found itself shooting up in the bed I was on, shock was the most prominent emotion on my face, however I couldn't ignore the adrenaline that seemed to be pumping through my body. "Could you repeat that for me doc?"

"I'm afraid that due to your survival of the initial... erm bite... your body is currently preparing itself for the transformation into lycanthrope." That was a fucking bomb to suddenly drop on top of me. So while I am being forced to accept a child that I don't want with a woman who I can't stand, I now also have to turn into a member of the very specified that has kept me locked up and confined for over 3 years!

"Oh my goddess, is that true?! Is he going to be a wolf? How amazing!" Of course the witch from the west would love the idea, hell she's taken everything else from me, why not add my humanity to the list.

"That's if he survives though, it's unheard of for a human to survive a forced marking. The human body simply put, isn't prepared for a shift of this calibre, it's going to cause a lot of strain." The doctor then turned to me, with nothing but sympathy clouding his eyes. "You're going to feel a lot of pain during your shift which will take place on the next full moon."

"We will all just have to pray to the goddess Luna for her aid then. Carlos will be just fine, the fact that he's awake is proof of that." Only, with every word she uttered the doctors face grew more and more enraged. It was fairly evident that he did not agree with her views.

“You need to fully understand the seriousness of this, my lady. Your mate will die, there are absolutely no records of anyone surviving the shift. It simply to taxing on the human body, and if sir Carlos does in fact succumb then you will feel the loss, even more so due to your current condition.” So I am going to die? I knew i wouldn’t make it out of this personal hell, however after Dylan was bought to the castle I had developed a sense of false hope. I thought she would be the one to save me. I was foolish to put so much on the child’s shoulders.

My head was reeling over the next week, my body felt stronger than ever and I truly couldn’t seem to satisfy my hunger. The doctor spoke about it in length, telling me it was my body’s way of gaining energy for my upcoming trepidation.

I was completely and utterly alone in my terror, and I was going to die alone.

Imagine my surprise, when the doctor insisted on providing me with a thorough check up, away from the prying eyes of Lady Lorellia. It was roughly a week until the full moon and so my anxiety had reached an all new high.

“I wasn’t aware that there were test you hadn’t done.” I spoke my words with a slight sigh. I was so done with all this, couldn’t these people just leave me to die with as much dignity as I could be granted?

“Be quiet!” The doctor was quick to close the door to the private room, and pull the curtains closed, before handing me an old cell phone, I looked down at it puzzled but felt tears prick at my eyes when my daughters voice wafted into my ear.

“”Daddy?!”

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