Chapter 8 - Absolutely Not!

*******Coda's POV*******

"Warren get your lazy ass out here right now you unreliable piece of shit!" I roar from outside his bedroom door hearing him rush around inside.

That dick has it coming since he suddenly decided to starve my mate for four days straight!

I continued to pound my fist upon the door, slowly losing my patience with him, before the door eventually swung open revealing a very tired looking Warren as his auburn hair stuck out in all directions.

I wasted no time in grabbing him by the collar and hauling him out of the room before slamming him against the nearest wall with a thud.

"C-Coda... what's wrong..." He stutters nervously, my 6ft 4 height towering over him easily.

"What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG! I'll tell you what's fucking wrong! You starved my... my slave down in the cells for the past four days when I specifically told you to feed her and bring her water!" I bellow in his face, almost letting my wolf slip up about her being our mate since we were so angry.

I watch as he cowers into the wall, unable to create a response as he looks around avoiding eye contact with me.

"Are you going to answer me or do I need to rip your god damn head off and search your brain for answers myself!" I spit out venomously, loving the power I held over the cowering excuse of a wolf.

"I... I can't talk here...please let me explain in my room..." He almost whispers, looking around as if to make sure that we were alone.

I raise a curious brow at him, before roughly throwing him in the direction of his room releasing a dangerous growl.

"Don't waste my fucking time!" I spit, as he walks inside with his head hung low, myself following in behind him quickly.

He closes the door, before turning on a light allowing me to see his messy unkept room.

He looks like he's been living in here for days...

I stare at him, noticing his hands visibly shaking, as he paces around in a nervous state.

What the hell has happened to him?

Although I can't trust anybody around here, I had always been kinda friendly with him since I first came here at the age of ten.

Warren was only eight when I had gotten here and he always found himself happier in the kitchen cooking for everyone and staying clear of the witch herself.

That's why I chose him to feed my mate. I knew that he wouldn't fuck it up. Or so I thought he wouldn't...

"Spit it out Warren what the hell is going on with you!" I grit out, remembering about my mate and how weak she had been yesterday thanks to him.

He swallows harshly, opening and closing his mouth for a few seconds to process his next words before saying-

"Coda... Coda it's her... she... she's not visited me in so long, almost three years, and I thought for a second that she had actually forgotten all about me and had moved on from me... Well I thought that right up until earlier this week when she came in here." Warren begins to explain shamefully as I listen carefully, waiting for the rest.

"You know how she can be? She drains us of every last bit of pride we have as wolves and makes us feel worthless and defenceless. Grown man or not she's just too strong." He rambles, earning a growl from me.

I don't need reminded of how she can be. I experience it weekly. At least this fucker had a break for a few years, I've been her favourite toy ever since I got here!

"A-Anyway... she came here late at night, startling me completely when I opened the door to see her standing there in nothing but a thin dressing gown. It was so sickening seeing her like that again after so long. I just knew immediately what was in store for me... but I didn't know why... well at least until she was finished with me..." He mutters, his eyes actually pooling with tears as he fights against them falling.

"Before she left, she told me that if I didn't stop taking food to your girl, she would visit me every night and drain me until I had no blood left..." He finishes, gulping harshly as he avoids eye contact with me again.

"She what?!" I grit out, unable to process why the hell she asked him to do such a thing!

She can't know that she's my mate? There's no way. I've hidden it too well.

Well I hid it well until I slipped up last night and let my mate sleep in my room... but that's besides the point! She wasn't even here last night anyway!

She can't know...

Maybe she's jealous and wants me all to herself?

I felt the bile rise again from that thought alone. She was truly heartless. She was sickening.

Actually demanding for us boys to all refer to her as our mother.

"I truthfully don't know much else Coda... you know I would tell you of all wolves here if I did know anything... I was just too scared to go against her so I did what I was told... I'm sorry..." He says genuinely, lifting his head to look me in the eye briefly before returning his gaze to the floor.

"Fine. I understand. But if she asks you how my girl is suddenly being fed again then tell her that you told me she was refusing to eat and so I've been force feeding her myself." I state, causing him to nod once in understanding.

Why the hell does she want my mate starved?

Maybe she plans to drain me fully and she's figured that I've been taking blood from her to survive...

But I just pray she doesn't know about her being my mate.

She will want to rip her away from me like she took everything else.

"Do you know where she is?" I suddenly question him, not knowing exactly where she was going but only that she would be back in two days.

"No Coda... she might be on the hunt again." He suggests grimly, making my stomach turn at his words.

The hunt.

Not the typical hunt that you're thinking.

But the hunt for fresh young blood to bring back here to drain.

"Coda listen... I'm really sorry about this I should've spoken to you sooner but I... I..." He begins to apologise, before I cut him off wanting to get back to my mate.

"You're understood Warren. I get why you did what you did. This conversation stays between us and just tell her that I demanded to know why you had stopped feeding my girl and that you told me the story of her refusing to eat which made me angry and want to force feed her myself. Is that clear?" I state, causing him to nod his head in clear understanding.

"Good. Have a nice day." I mutter, before turning and leaving him alone in his room.

Did I feel bad for him?

Slightly.

Did I feel worse for my mate?

Absolutely.

Was I going to let that witch starve her?

ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT.