Falling For My Cruel Mate
Chapter 3

"Put your seat belt on." He demanded as he turned the truck on and fiddled with the heat. I cracked open the window to let in some cool air. I ignored his demands and leaned my head against the cool glass. My skin felt like it was on fire, a thin layer of sweat coated my body and I was just itching to take a nice cool shower.

"Octavia, put you're fucking seatbelt on." He growled. I continued to ignore him though. "Fine, then act like a brat." He spat before throwing the truck into reverse and stomping on the gas before hitting the breaks harshly causing me to fly forwards in my seat and smack my head against the dashboard.

"Are you fucking psychotic?!" I yelled out sitting up straight as throbbing pain spread throughout my head.

I normally don't curse but this man was truly insane. He didn't say a word, he just stared back at me with a blank face. I wanted to cry even more, but instead I held back the tears and put my seatbelt on. He began to drive like a normal and sane person now and I rested my now throbbing head against the cool glass.

I felt extremely ill, a layer of sweat coated me yet I was starting to shake like a chihuahua. The night was still dark and the rain was coming down harder than before. I'm surprised Ajax could be able to drive in such weather.

We had been driving for over an hour in a deafening silence before my eyes lids became heavy and a sudden wave of drowsiness overcame me. I sat up straight trying to fight the urge to sleep since I hit my head rather hard. I could have a concussion, if I fall asleep I could slip into a coma.

But it was just too overwhelming. I had been crying a lot. I lost my family and friends forever and I would be stuck with a monster for the rest of my life as my mate. Maybe slipping into a coma wouldn't be such a bad thing. I rested my head against the glass once more. I know it seemed weak to give up but I know how unhappy I'd be with this man. He was cruel and took pleasure in inflicting harm on others. That is not the man I wanted to be mated too.

I close my eyes and I wait in silence for the sleep to come and take me away. I pray that my family and friends would live long happy lives and waste no time worrying about me. I knew that they would I just hoped they wouldn't beat themselves over it and dwell on the topic of me leaving. Another wave of drowsiness hit me before I succumbed to the darkness, slipping away slowly. Maybe I'll wake up ten years later and the monster besides me would've moved on and marked someone else. If only I were so lucky.

Octavia:

You know when you're lying in bed and you suddenly feel like you're falling? Well that's exactly how I felt. As if I was falling continuously into an endless hole. It felt so strange. It's like I was trapped. I couldn't move or speak. I just kept falling for what seemed like days.

Until finally, it stopped. I think I hit the ground.

My ears began to ring, the deafening silence didn't help whatsoever. I opened my eyes slowly, only to be exposed to darkness. For a moment I couldn't tell if I had actually opened my eyes. When they finally readjusted I looked around carefully, I wasn't in a hospital room but there was hospital equipment in here. I was attached to an IV and an oxygen tank along with a heart monitor.

I used my night vision and scanned the room once more, it seemed large and extravagant. The white walls were complimented by the dark wood floors. The bedding was a dark grey, accompanied by white and light grey pillows. There were lots of greenery in the room as well. The curtains were drawn on the large floor to ceiling windows allowing a lot of natural moonlight in.

I looked over at the clock that sat on the beside table. It was two o'clock in the morning, that explains the deafening silence. I looked around once again. Where the hell am I?

The last thing that I remember is falling asleep in Ajax's truck. I removed the IV and the heart monitor as I sat up in bed. Wait... if I was hooked up to hospital machinery that means something happened. Did I actually fall into a coma? How long has it been?

I immediately stand up and look down at myself. I was dressed in a simple white sleeping gown that stopped just above my knees. I quickly walked over to the walls and searched for the light switch. My hands roamed on the walls for a few minutes until I found it. I flinched immediately at the bright lights, throwing my arm above my eyes to shield them.

Once they adjusted I looked around the room again. There were three white doors, one next to the light switch and two on the opposite wall of the large widows.

I open the two adjacent to each other first. The first was a closet, a large one at that. It was filled with clothes and shoes. I was confused as to why there were women's clothes and shoes in there. Who's room was this? Why would they put me in some random girl's room? I pushed those questions to the back of my mind, reminding myself that I had more important things to do. For one, figuring out a plan to get out of here without being detected.

I opened the door next to it and switched the lights on. A bathroom. I immediately went for the mirror. I had too see what I looked like. What if I was old? I didn't know how long I'd been in a coma for. I mean I felt fine but I am a werewolf, we age nicely.

I was relieved when I found my nineteen year old self staring back at me in the mirror. My skin looked vibrant and nourished. My green eyes seemed as though they were glowing and my chocolate brown hair fell in waves down to my waist.

Someone had to been taking care of me. My nails were cut and painted with clear polish. My legs feel freshly waxed. There's no way someone wakes up from a coma looking like this. But who had been taking care of me? It couldn't be Ajax. He is a cruel monster who probably doesn't give a damn about me.

I have to get out of here.

I exit the bathroom and go for the last white door. I grasp the sliver door knob and slowly twist it, making as little noise as possible. I open it just enough to peek my head through. There was a long dark hallway, lit by dim candles every few feet or so. I open the door a little more and slip my way into the hall, constantly looking back and forth to make sure that no one was coming.

I close the door behind me and head to one of the tables that held a candle. I pick

it up very cautiously, looking behind me every few minutes. I felt extremely vulnerable and paranoid. I have no idea where I am or how to get out. I don't want to get caught. Only the moon goddess knows what Ajax might do to me if he catches me trying to escape.

I take in a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. I quietly move down the hall while holding the candle in front of me. For a moment it seemed like it would never end, until finally I found a stair case.

It gave me the option of going up another floor, but obviously the exit would be on the first. I prayed the steps wouldn't squeak under my weight. I gently took the first step and to my surprise it was silent. I continued carefully until I reached the bottom, clutching onto the railing as if my life depended on it.

The first floor was pitch black and I was suddenly grateful that I brought along this candle. I was lead into a foyer. There were floor to ceiling windows on either side of a large wooden door. It was dark outside, the moon only shining on the backside of the house. That's where the room I was in must be. I crept over to the large door. Something felt wrong. It shouldn't be this easy. Ajax isn't foolish enough to not have guards looking out for me. Or maybe he is? No. He must've let his guard down knowing that I was in a coma for goddess knows how long. They probably weren't expecting me to awake so soon.