The Rebel
Chapter 15

Vera’s POV:

Numbness.

This is how I feel right now. My whole body hurts like a truck ran over it, my vision blurred with tears.

If I had known before that this stupid heat would be this bad, I wouldn’t have stayed there.

Another wave started in the pit of my stomach and I pulled at the chains binding me to the wall.

Damn it !

It burned so hot. If it weren’t for these chains, I would have scratched myself until my skin was torn.

The desire to stop this thing from spreading uncontrollably.

I breathed heavily, trying to calm myself.

“It’s nothing, Vera!” You have suffered much worse! Bear with it,” I scolded myself, but my wolf rebelled and tried to free herself. Struggling in my mind, to break down my barriers and get out.

“Go to your companion. I want a companion.

Shut up, dog! I almost screamed in my head, hugging my knees. I clenched my hands, which were handcuffed to my wrists.

“It’s calming down, a few more minutes Vera, come on. »

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A few hours later.

I cursed the Moon Goddess for creating such useless shit. Sometimes I think the moon goddess is biased herself… I mean I’m here dying from this heat while Logan is most likely chilling in his bed.

My head rested on the wall behind, while my hands lay motionless at my sides. Darkness covering my vision every few seconds only to be awakened by the waves of pain hitting me every few minutes.

” How much longer ? When will the sun rise and when will this stupid full moon disappear?

I can’t hold on any longer. » My struggles had already calmed down a few hours earlier.

But the fact that he didn’t come to see me hurt me.

I shouldn’t be… I know, but I’m telling you, it’s only because of this link thing.

“It’s too quiet here, as far as I can tell. These are the dungeons, but then why this silence?

Don’t they usually torture the wolves here or maybe they are all asleep. »

My thoughts calmed when I saw the same woman who had let me in.

She appeared to be in her fifties, a bowl of water in her hands with a few pieces of ice in it.

I didn’t have the strength. I let her take care of that.

She looked at me worriedly and placed a damp towel on my forehead,

“You’re hot, Luna. A few more hours and the fever will be gone,” she said, gently placing her hand on my forehead. Just like a mother takes care of her sick child.

“Will…this…happen…all the time?” I asked, wanting to know if it was just one time or if I would have to put up with it for the rest of my life. Having no mother figure in my life, I didn’t know much about mating and things related to it.

She looked down, cleaned my hands with the napkin, and responded sadly.

“I’m scared, Luna. Consumption is inevitable, but until then, every full moon. You will suffer from the same pains. »

“After meeting your mate, he must mark and complete the mating bond, otherwise the females suffer. Some unlucky girls who are rejected even die from this pain.

I know this part, I’ve seen females die from rejection. And those who survive become rebellious and go crazy.

Believe me when I say this, rejected women are worse.

They lose their humanity and can do anything. »

“Can… Can I stop him anyway?” I said as another wave hit me, the tears leaving my eyes and I was on the verge of unconsciousness.

“You can transform… Wolves’ pain tolerance is generally higher than that of humans. It’s mostly the females who transform and we keep them tied up here until it lasts… But Luna, I’m surprised you haven’t transformed until now. Your human part must be very strong. »

If only she knew. I didn’t transform because I can’t let them see my wolf.

Not many people have seen the Rebel in his wolf form and I can’t risk it.

She got up to leave and I just closed my eyes.

I hope I survive this.

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woke up and shivered.

Great, I was still in the same unpleasant place.

Looking around, I was greeted with silence again.

To my surprise, my hands were unchained and I held the wall to stand up. My whole body was sour and I could see the sun rising outside.

It was dusk and the birds were chirping.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt something.

The Aura… It was familiar. My senses were still foggy, I tried to concentrate and remember, but to no avail.

My wolf was screaming in my mind, she was as eager as I was to check the source.

Ignoring the sharp pains, I struggled to reach the door.

To my surprise, it was open. Pulling it, I entered the hallway and the smell hit me harder.

But, there was another smell associated with it, the smell of what is very familiar to me, the smell of b***d.

Holding the wall, I struggled to walk, my eyes checking each room to see the majority of cells empty while others had sleeping wolves.

Swallowing, I approached the source of the smell.

Why is this smell so familiar? Why so foreign and yet similar to mine?

The door to this dungeon was different from the others. There was a metal door, with nothing visible.

“Go inside!” “, my wolf encouraged me and I finally took a step forward. But, to my dismay, the door was locked. What did I expect, of course it had to be closed.

Sighing, I was about to leave when I saw a small sliding plate in the center of the door.

Moving her to the side, I was hit abruptly by the smell and took a step back.

” But what is it ? Why do I feel so attached to this.

Calm down, Vera. Do not be afraid. It’s nothing at all.

Just a thug you met one day maybe. »

Gathering enough courage, I looked inside and what I saw froze me.

One man was tied to chains, his back had whip marks and it appeared he had been tortured. The b***d dried and painful m***s left the man’s lips.

My grip on the door tightened as I felt the person’s pain.

He was brutally tortured. And believe me when I say that I myself have killed many wolves in my life, but I have never felt empathy for anyone.

But him ? Why did I feel bad for him?

Where have I smelled this perfume before?

My questions were answered when I looked at his back closely.

There was a mark behind his left shoulder, a royal mark to be exact.

And I froze.

” No ! It is not possible ! He can’t be… here… How can he be here in such a state.

Calm down Vera, it’s not him,” I said trying to control myself and that’s when the smell was no longer foreign and my wolf screamed just one thing in my mind.

” Brother ? »