Chapter 135
Chapter 135
~LANA~
“Wrong move trying to threaten me while I have your mate at my complete mercy.” The leader taunts Apollo.
“I will fucking kill you.” My stepbrother roars as he glares at him. If looks could kill, he would be dead by now.
The kidnapper grabs me by my hair and pulls my head backwards, “you might want to tell your mate to watch his tone and words if he wants to keep you
alive.”
I narrow my eyes at him, “he is not scared of you and neither am I. He’s fought much fiercer than you in the past. In fact, you’re a coward. Look at how many of you just for the both of us.”
He chuckles even though there wasn’t any humor at all. “So, he’s not the only one with a foolish mouth. If you want to test me, little lady. Then I need to show you what I’m truly capable of.”
I held my breath, my lungs constricting as he shifted away from me, his footsteps echoing as he approached the corner where Apollo was being
restrained.
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The fear within me thickened, and I could feel my heart pounding violently in my chest, each beat a tragic reminder of our dangerous situation.
My mind raced with horrifying possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last, as I tried to understand his evil intentions.
I could barely tear my eyes away from Apollo, who seemed ready to charge at our kidnappers. All they had to do was open those chains.
The leader circles around my step–brother with a mocking grin, his laughter echoing in the tense air. Why was he even laughing? No one had said anything funny.
Despite the situation, Apollo, who had been visibly rigid just a moment ago, relaxes now that the focus has shifted to him. Relief washes over his features, but a wave of nausea churns in my stomach.
The thought of what could happen next fills me with anxiety. I would endure anything, any torment those men could devise, as long as it meant my mate remained out of harm’s way. However, that didn’t seem like the case right now. It didn’t help that this was exactly what Apollo wanted to happen.
I see the way they were all looking at him. Like they couldn’t wait for the chance to start a fight.
They wanted to harm him. I could feel it in my bones.
“So you claim your mate has fought much fiercer than me?” the leader asks. I refuse to say anything in response to his question, gripped by the fear of Apollo getting hurt.
I watch in horror as he grabs my mate by his neck and squeezes tightly.
I pull against the chair angrily, “get your hands off him you sick, bastard!” I shout. I could feel the rage mixed with horror as he continued to squeeze. My mate was completely vulnerable in that moment, considering he was still bound to the ground because of those damn chains.
“PLEASE STOP!“I beg.
He releases his grip, a menacing chuckle escaping his lips that echoes in the air like the haunting sound of wind through an empty room. He’s enjoying this. It makes him happy to see us both h suffer.
He laughs louder this time, cutting through my troubling thoughts.
The dreadful echo sends a shiver down my spine and tightens my chest, filling me with a lingering sense of worry. He’s sick in the head.
“Should I knock him out cold again?” he inquires, glancing at the group with a smirk, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark.
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He went down quite easily the first Ume.” He adds.
Their laughter enipts, a haunting sound that fills the air, each chuckle sharp and mucking
The weight of their amusement hangs heavy in the room as I wait to hear what they have to say next.
When he approaches my mate again, I immediately stiffen in response.
No.
I can’t let this continue. I have to stop him. Seeing him hurt my mate was torture. It was too much for my heart to handle.
“Please,” I beg. “Leave him alone. Why are you doing this to us? What have we ever done to you? What is it that you want? Please just tell me and I’ll get it done. Just don’t hurt him.”
He pouts, pretending to be sad. “In this world, you don’t need to do something to someone for them to hurt you or those you love. Haven’t you learned that yet, girl?”
My bottom lip trembles as he pulls a blade out from his sheath.
“So here is how this will go,” he tells me with a snarl, “either you reject your stepbrother and stop this sick bond between the two of you or he is about to get a beating that he will never forget.”
A chilling wave of newfound fear surged through my veins as I processed his words, leaving me momentarily out of breath.
Reject my mate?
No.
It was unbelievable–he not only knew that we were mates, but he also had knowledge of the truth that Apollo was my step–brother.
How could he possibly possess such intimate details about our lives?
This revelation hung in the air like a bright light, suggesting that this encounter was no mere coincidence. It felt as though he had carefully pieced together this plan to get us to reject each other, and that fact sent shivers down my spine.
“Fuck you!” Apollo shouts at him, drawing my attention his way.
I can sense the intensity of my mate’s fury even from this distance. It radiates from him like a storm, ready to destroy all in it’s path. He’s fuming, his expression twisted in disbelief at the nerve of the leader to propose such an absurd request.
I jump when he slams the back of his blade against my mate’s chest. “The next time you say something I’m not too happy about, the sharp part of this blade will go straight through you.”
My mate turns his attention to me, trying to read my expression no doubt. He was worried that I would give in to their request.
His piercing gaze locked onto mine, concern radiating from his expression. The tension in the air was intense, as if a cyclone was brewing between us.
He didn’t want me to become a pawn in the kidnapper’s twisted game, and honestly, I shared that sentiment. However, I wasn’t sure how much of a
choice I had left.
My heart raced, torn between the urge to withstand the threat hanging over over us and the nagging fear of what might happen if I did nothing.
“Well?” the kidnapper asks, excitement in his eyes. “What do you say, girl?”
I can sense my mate’s gaze still fixed intently upon me, his eyes burning with an unspoken urgency, as if he’s willing me to turn my head and
acknowledge him. The air between us is thick with anticipation, as everyone waits for my response. I can’t think clearly with Apollo’s penetrating gaze on me. It feels as though he’s silently pleading for my attention, hoping to stop me from saying something he didn’t want me to.
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He didn’t have to worry. Even the more thought of rejecting him was too much for me to consider.
am running out of time, girl. The leader says, louder this time.
“No!” I exclaim, my voice ringing with unyielding stubbornness. The words burst forth from my lips as if driven by an inner force. “I cannot reject him, refuse to reject my mate.” My heart raced, a fierce loyalty igniting within me, their threats couldn’t work against us fhad to stay strong.
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