Chapter 7

Thomas's POV ♤

"I can't. You're my last chance." He whimpered. He looked to be in pain.

This whole thing is just too much for me. I don't want to be his mate, but according to him, I'll probably end up with a Fae no matter what I do.

Well you know what? Fuck that.

I refuse to be tied down to anyone because I have to be. Whatever control freak demon that lives in the sky can go suck my dick. I refuse to give into this. If he wants me, he's going to have to work for me.

On top of that, he kidnapped me. Even if we were meant to be, how am I supposed to survive in this world without a highschool diploma. Even if I did end up falling for him that would be Stockholm syndrome. I don't want to be another adaptation of beauty and the beast.

I don't care if I'm his last chance. He should have just asked me on a date like a normal being would. I don't care how hot he is, or how sweet he tries to act; the answer is no.

"Then I should be treated like a goddamn king then, huh." I paused so I could watch the guilt bubble up through his eyes "What you did was u-unforgivable."

Neither of us said anything for the rest of the ride. Which by the way was three hours! I don't know how I survived it.

I couldn't even look out the window because it was too darkly tinted, however from the bathroom experience I learned that the outside could actually see in. I kept still the whole time. I don't want the pouting princess over there to attack me because I made a sudden movement that could attract attention. He'd probably make me sit in his lap the whole time, and that was not something on my to-do list.

When we finally got to our destination, I couldn't help but sit there and gap like a fish out of water. It was a mansion of sorts. It was like a log cabin and Parthenon had a child, with 1800s French decor. A strange beauty was the best way and the only way to describe it.

With a grim look tinkerbell over here decided to show me to my room. He tried to grab my hand at least 20 times on the way, but I wasn't having it. Nodding he opened the door to nudge me inside.

"You are not allowed to leave this room without permission. Also ,before I forget, do you want dinner or do you want to sleep?" He demanded the first sentence, but softened his voice towards the end. I guess he figured out that if he doesn't play nice neither will I.

"Imma sleep" And with that ,and a sly smile, I slammed the door in his face.

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The morning I sat on the stupidly soft bed hitting myself with a pillow. I'm starving but if I go ask for food I would be letting him win. I have a bathroom, water, and clothes I don't need anything else for at least a week. Worst comes to worst I'll sneak out of this room and steal food.

If it works for squirrels it will work for me. They are like my spirit animal after all.

Throughout the first two days of being here I learned that my hunger strike is not going to work. Not because of the need for food, but because of boredom. My only form of entertainment was when Tinkerbell came in to ask me to eat, and talking to myself. I'm pretty sure the last one isn't healthy.

On day five of the hunger strike I decided I was going to sneak out and get food. Turning down the maze like hallways it quickly became apparent that there was a lot of people living here. I hid under clothed tables, behind walls, and even in a closet to avoid all of them.

I thought I was in the clear until I heard arguing. It was Michael and what sounded like Axel, but it couldn't be. I only heard his voice once. He never spoke to anyone other than his friends, till a few days ago

Besides that he's been going to school with me since Freshman year, though this was the first time a had a class with him since I turned 16. I would have noticed if he was a Fae or not.

"You can't keep him here!" Axel sound alike shouted at Tink.

"He is mine, I claimed him first!"

The hell he has! I don't know what claiming intales but I'm willing to bet 15 that he hasn't.

"I met him first and showed no signs of rejecting him. By our laws that makes him mine" The Axel dude said calmly with a slight him of possessiveness.

At this point the hunger pains are getting to me. It is far too early in the day to deal with this. I'd rather face this head on after I'm well rested and fed, then I have less chance of doing something stupid.

I would very much prefer not to die today.

So I turned around and eventually came across the kitchen. At this point my life was so sad that this was the highlight of my year. I should've never spent my life as a hermit. I should have done stuff.

After making food (two chicken quesadillas) and eating I already felt better. I felt more mentally capable. Till I left the kitchen and ran into a wall. Then looked up.

"Hi" If I play it cool maybe I won't get punished. He already looks pissed.

"Hello mate, what are you doing out of your room?" He asked this calmly but his eyes told a different story. Hopefully it's more at Axel then me.

"N-nothing" I'm just standing in your kitchen ruining the one thing you had as leverage. Please don't be mad.

"Your just standing in the kitchen for the fun of it after starving yourself for days?" When he puts it like that my lie sounds stupid.

"He hasn't eaten in days!" A pissed off voice called from the other room.

Then stormed in an Axel ready to kill. I was shocked that I actually guessed the voice right. But, that means Axel is my other mate! What do I do? (A/N: I cringed so hard writing this paragraph.)

Operation abort mission is ago.

Before I could shuffle my way of the kitchen he grabbed me by the arms to hold me in place. Then scanned over my body to check for injuries. When he found none, he let me go, but shoved me behind him. I guess I don't get a voice in this house.

"This is how you treat our mate? No wonder he's your last chance, you probably killed all the other ones." Axel was clearly in a bad mood. Every word he said was louder than the one before.

"He starved himself! I tried to feed him every day all day, but he said no!" Michael defended himself. It was true but not something I wanted to be said out loud.

"He clearly doesn't want you, give him to me."

Wait. I thought Axel was going to come in here and save me from all this bullshit. Now they're trying to trade me off for who gets to keep the kidnapped bean (also known as me). The "Fae being bad theory" is growing stronger the longer I stay here.

"You want to kidnap me from my kidnapper! F-fuck you both..." Axel stopped my rant by putting his hand over my mouth. Then cooed in my ear some bs about how it's all going to be alright.

"Shhhhh, don't worry I'm not going to hurt you like he did." He then turned to glare at Michael. "I'll be taking him now."

"No you can't." All of this seemed to be too much for the "poor" man to handle. I know he said I was his last chance, but he should have treated me better then. The look on his face kinda made me feel bad though. I'm going to blame that on the "mate bond".

"How about I j-just go back to my room so you two can talk about letting me go. Y-yes?" I started to struggle in Axel's hold. If I get out of this I'm going for the exit.

However Axel showed no signs of loosening his grip. I even bit him just to see if that would help. If anything it made the situation worse because he tightened his hold. Then growled like the caveman he is.

He started moving towards the door, dragging me along. Where have I seen this before?

Tinkerbell over there looks ready to pull his hair out. He just lost his last chance at love. If he wants even a small chance to get me, he's going to have to work for it. Just like Axel is when we get to wherever he's taking me.

If it's another 9 hour drive, someone is losing an eye.

"What if we share him?"

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