Mother of the Moon - Chapter 165 - Galterio's Plan
Zelena.
Galterio’s mouth slid along the skin of my neck. Goosebumps covered my skin, but not the good kind. I felt like I was flying above my body, watching the situation unfold. I could barely move a muscle, my energy had been completely depleted. But I fought desperately to stay awake. I couldn’t pass out. My mind flooded with images of my past. Of Hank beating me to the point of oblivion. How I fought to stay awake, each time. Always afraid of what else he may do to me if I was unconscious. I never thought I would be back in this position. Completely defenceless against an animal that could do whatever they wanted to me.
I don’t know how he did it, but however Galterio managed to break through my power, it did some serious damage to me. I was a limp noodle on his lap. Unable to fight back, unable to defend myself, completely vulnerable, and his for the taking. His fingers squeezed my neck as he moved his mouth over the top of my shoulder. He slimy tongue dragged across my skin, making me want to scream, or vomit, or both. He stopped when his lips came to Gunner’s mark and a deathly growl spilled from his mouth. His grip tightened on my neck, making it near impossible to get a breath.
“Please” I rasped out. I wanted to say more, to tell him to stop, to let me go. But please was all I could manage. My eyelids started to close as my breathing got more difficult.
“It’ll be over in a minute, Beauty” he whispered into my neck. I felt his teeth drag along my skin, and dread filled my dazed body. No. No he can’t. I fought it, I tried to stay awake, I tried to access my power, I tried to push him away. I tried everything that I could think of. And I accomplished nothing. I no longer had control over my body. I could feel the tears falling down my cheeks. I knew what was coming next, I knew what he wanted to do with me now. It was never about raping me. But it was still about ravishing my skin. His sick plan was to make me his, just not in the way I thought.
Galterio’s teeth pierced my skin, burying deeply into the spot on the top of my shoulder. Gunner’s spot. The place where his first mark sat. I screamed. I closed my eyes tight and screamed out a piercing shriek. The pain was unfathomable. Worse than anything I have ever experienced before. Death would be better than this. My stomach twisted and turned. An intense pressure in my chest exploded through my body sending waves of fire through my bloodstream. My scream was so loud that it rang in my ears. I heard glass shattering and a deep rumbling in the walls around us. I could feel a surge erupting out of my body, and Galterio’s teeth were ripped from my skin. I fell back onto the bed, completely motionless. I prayed for respite to the pain, I prayed out to Mother to save me. Please let this end. The sounds of creaking, rumbling, and shaking, slowly died out as I lost myself to unconsciousness.
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My skin was burning. Fire danced across my body, leaving my skin aching and itching in its wake. Everything hurt. Everything. I have never felt in so much pain before. Even my heat on the night of the party wasn’t this bad. I lifted my arm and it felt like I had a ten-kilo weight attached to my wrist. I moved my hand to the top of my shoulder. My fingers brushed over the place Gunner’s mark sat, just like they have affectionately done so many times before. This time, when my fingers came in contact with the spot, it stung. I hissed and pulled my hand back. That fucking bastard marked me. And he did it over the top of Gunner’s first mark. How dare he! I will kill him for this. I was about to get up off the bed and find a mirror, when voices on the other side of the door made me freeze. I laid still and listened quietly.
“It worked” Galterio’s voice came first,
“Just like you said it would”.
“Told you, you have same blood, power is weaker against you” a heavily accented voice came next, a voice I felt was very familiar.
“And the mark, will it stick, will it remove the effects of the other one?” Galterio asked. My stomach dropped and I felt sick. Could he really overpower my bond with Gunner? Please no, it can’t be possible. We are destined for each other, Selene said so. That can’t change. Surely a bond like ours can’t be wiped away by force. Oh god, please don’t let this actually happen.
“Not clear. If normal Mate, yes. True Mate, don’t know” the other voice answered. I know that voice. A loud growl shook the door and made me jump a little.
“This is all pointless if it doesn’t work! And the pup? Can we get rid of the pup without putting her at risk?” Galterio growled. His voice dripped with venom and disgust. He wants to kill my baby. The way he spat the word ‘pup’ like that, he actually hates it. So, that’s his plan. He wants to be my Mate, and kill my unborn child. That was it, that was all I needed to hear. The fact that I’m scared, no longer matters. I don’t care if I think that I’m not ready for this, to be a mother. He will not touch my pup. Gunner’s pup. I won’t let that happen. Ever.
But how do I get out of here? Wherever here is. If he is immune to my power like they said, how the fuck am I meant to fight him off? If I even can. I still feel so weak and so drained, can I really fight my way out of here like this?
“How will we know if the mark has taken?” Galterio’s voice asked angrily,
“When she awake, she will feel for you. Want you. If not, True Mate bond is too strong”. That voice. That dammed voice. I have to be wrong, it can’t be who I think it is. There is more than one person in the world that talks in an accent. Galterio for fucks sake has an accent. But this one. This voice. I have been listening to this voice nearly every day for weeks. I know who it belongs to. I just hope that I’m wrong.
“Let’s test that theory then” Galterio sneered threateningly. I turned my head and closed my eyes. I tried to steady my breathing and calm my heart. Is playing unconscious the right play here? I don’t know. We will see. The door slowly creaked open and two pairs of footsteps entered the room. The bed dipped near my upper body as Galterio sat down. I could smell him. His scent overpowered everything else in the room. It filled my nostrils and I found myself trying to breathe in more of it. But still, I didn’t move, I didn’t open my eyes. My composure nearly broke when his finger brushed across my cheek. I expected to feel nothing. I expected to want to turn away from his touch, or hit his hand away. I was wrong. I didn’t hate the feel of his skin against mine, in fact it was cooling and soothed the fire burning underneath it. I didn’t want to push him away, in fact, I wanted to feel more of it.
“Wake up now, Beauty” Galterio cooed down at me. I don’t want to open my eyes. I don’t want to know if seeing him will change things. I like his touch, does that mean his mark took? I’m not ready to find out for sure. I’m not ready to say goodbye to Gunner.
Galterio moved his hand to the back of my neck and turned my head to face upwards. Still, I kept my eyes closed. His hot breath brushed against my face. He was close to me, really close. My first kiss with Gunner, that’s when everything changed for us. That’s when I knew for sure how I truly felt about him. Is Galterio about to kiss me? Would the same kind of thing happen if I don’t kiss him back? I felt his face hovering just above my own. His presence was hard to ignore. He moved his head to the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply. He groaned, a deep and pleasure filled groan, and then buried his face into my hair and neck.
“You smell delectable” he breathed heavily. His mouth found the skin of my neck, and he began to nibble and suck at the tender flesh. The feel of his skin on mine was relieving the burning sensation. But the internal feeling that it ensued in my stomach, was far from the kind of feeling a Mate should have for their partner. The thought of him greedily devouring my skin, it made me want to hurl. I still hate him. I can feel it deep inside of me. But my body seems to have a mind of its own. Maybe it is just because I feel so hot. Maybe it’s just my burning skin aching for something to cool it down. Either way, I hate him. Can you be mated to someone that you hate? I don’t know. But either way, I really don’t like being in two minds about this. There is really only one way to know for sure if he has truly taken Gunner from me.
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