You Are Not My Mate!

Aláine's Point of View

Later that night

From the bed, I could make out the perfect glowing orb in the sky that signified the full moon. The moon's brilliant white juxtaposed against mottled greys drowned out any starlight leaving the sky various shades of the darkest blue I'd ever seen. Its beauty was calling to something deep inside me, and my body responded without thought or control. I felt like I was in a sort of trance.

My arms pulled against the cuffs that shackled me to the bed. Every part of my body felt uncomfortable and strange. It was not long before the pain started, and I tried so hard not to cry out but failed. Suddenly, I felt one of the bones in my legs snap, and my cries became screams.

"Kristof, my mate!" I screamed in my mind.

"Where are you? I need you! You said you'd be here with me! Kristof!"

The other screams brought Viktor running into the room.

"Well, well, well," he drawled.