Page 49 of Captured By the Monsters
SERA
Something was happening, but I didn't know what. It pissed me off to be kept in the dark, not knowing their language. By the tones, I could tell it wasn’t anything positive, that’s for sure.
“What’s going on?” I whispered to Rowen as he gently grabbed my arm and steered me out of the room. Not before I was able to get a glance at the angry look stamped on Axton’s face.
“I’ll explain after,” he whispered back, “but for now, you and the other Selected are going to be taken to a room while we…talk with the leaders.”
They were going to leave me?
I started to shake my head vehemently as panic gripped my chest and crawled up my throat, making my voice tremble. “No, I don’t want to go anywhere without you.”
Why was I suddenly feeling like they were parting ways with me forever? It was illogical, but I couldn’t help the way my mind immediately reverted to that scenario.
I wasn’t sure if it was because they had claimed me or if it was because they were the only people I knew in The Below. All I knew was that they were the only people I trusted. That unknown thing that was inside of me, controlling my emotions, had me in agony at the thought of not being with them.
Sylan rubbed my back reassuringly as we followed a Specter guard that led us down a long hall connected to the throne room. About halfway down, he stopped and opened a door to our left, gesturing for us to go inside.
“Don’t touch me!” a woman screamed behind me, causing me to jump in alarm. If I had to hazard a guess, I’d say it was the one with hatred simmering in her eyes.
My Trifecta steered me into the room and I gazed around, saddened by the emptiness of it. Once upon a time, it looked like it might have been a study or maybe even a library. The walls were lined with bookshelves, but they were all empty. A part of me ached to see this room restored, overflowing with books from The Below and The Above. I could picture myself so clearly in here, lounging with a good book and losing myself for hours.
The room sparkled with the crystals embedded in the walls, making it feel like a true fantasy world. It would be so easy to fall into another world in here if it was a library.
A small bubble of hysteria cropped up inside of me as Sylan began to pull away from my side, and I gripped his arm tightly. “No. Please.”
He tucked me into his side and dropped kisses to the top of my head, murmuring that I would be okay and they would be back shortly.
I heard a similar pleading from my right, and I looked over to see the black-haired chosen who smiled at me in the same predicament. She didn’t want to be left alone, either.
Were we the only ones who felt this need to be glued to our Trifecta’s sides?
Flicking my eyes to the other two, I saw the strawberry blonde looked the exact same as she had in the throne room. Absolutely no sign of life in her eyes as she just stared absently at the wall at the back of the room. I was really concerned about her, and maybe this would be my opportunity to try to help her.
The nasty piece of work was glaring daggers at her Trifecta with her hands on her hips. “You can all go now,” she snapped. The anguish in their eyes was so clear that it made my heart pang in sadness for them. They did as she wished though, and so did the other Rumilus, leaving only mine here now.
When Sylan turned to leave once more, I clung to his arm tightly, not giving a shit about how desperate I sounded or looked. In the pit of my stomach, it felt like I was being poisoned as I thought of being without them.
“Please don't leave me.”
I had no idea where this was coming from. I had always been so fiercely independent, able to stand on my two feet, no matter what happened. But here I was, acting like this was the end of the world. I wanted to say this was a gut instinct, but it wasn’t, and I couldn’t explain it.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be safe here. We’ll be back,” Axton promised as he rubbed my back and dropped a kiss to my forehead.
Rowen eyed the brunette hard as if in warning to not fuck with me, before leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to my lips. “Stay away from her,” he whispered against my mouth before pulling back.
I snorted at his words. He didn’t have to tell me twice.
My body arched into Rowen, refusing to break contact. I wanted nothing more than for them to pin me to the wall and fuck me.
The thought startled me, seemingly coming out of nowhere because underneath that, I really just wanted them to hold me.
Keep me close.
Touch me.
My brain craved their comfort, but my body yearned for them.
Grinding my teeth in irritation about this woman I had turned into, I let go of my monsters and stepped back, plastering a fake smile on my face. Internally it felt like pin pricks under my skin, but I held still. “I’m sorry. It’ll be fine. If you say it’s fine, it’s fine.”
