Behave, I have to behave.

I stare at the door that is now closed since his departure.

Behave.

On the bed, I lean on my stomach and put my chin on my hands still staring at the door as I start humming a random song. If I behave, he will be happy.

…

Frowning and glaring at the door, I have to behave? Why am I even obeying when he’s not here anymore? Why the hell am I even listening to that man, to begin with? What the hell happened??

Pushing myself off the bed, I put a foot down, ready to jump out of the window if the door is locked. But no matter how I tried I can’t even take a step before I am pulled back on the bed. With trembling fingers, I reach for my neck. Even if I can’t see it, I can clearly feel the distinct texture of leather. That bastard actually collared me like a dog. Furious, I grip the collar with both my hand and using all my strength to tear it in two. Expecting the ripping sound of the fabric, I start to pull harder when nothing happened. No way, this has never happened before. Why can’t I tear it off? Even when I am using my claws, it isn’t working. I huff in annoyance as I reluctantly let go of the collar around my neck.

I take a deep breath to calm myself down. It is pointless to fuss and panic for something as small as this. I have to first clear my mind and think logically. For the first time since I have entered this room earlier this evening, I take my time to look around. Since it seems that I will be here for a while, I may at least get myself comfortable. As I am observing the bedroom, my eyes land on the clock that is hanging on the wall. I can’t believe that I have been under that bastard control over two hours? This is no good. He has only given a few drops of his blood and I have been reduced to a puddle of lust. If he gives me his blood on a regular basis, I don’t know how long I can resist him.

“This is bad,” I mutter to myself as I bite my thumbnail.

Nothing has tasted so divinely. It tastes so rich, sweet and fulfilling. Never have I thought that a mate’s attraction could be this strong. If only a drop of his blood can make me lose my mind, I can’t imagine what will happen if we really do mate. After that, I have heard that the attraction between two mated vampires grows tenfold. Then it will truly be impossible for me to escape from him. I am trapped.

Out of nowhere, a chuckle escaped from my lips. Who will have thought that I, the predator can become the prey so easily. Just because of this mate thing I will become that man’s bitch. Unbelievable. I already have suffered because of my ignorance and I promised that I will never commit that mistake ever again. I don’t want to live through that pain anymore. Being discarded and forgotten is much more painful than anything I have ever lived.

“There is one thing I have learned about people in all those years… If they do it once, they will do it again,” I mumble to convince myself of the mistakes I already did in the past. There is no need to repeat them. Why take the risk of trusting someone only to be deceived in the end. All these words of love and affection are nothing more than a facade. Nothing is worth all the pain.

Once I hear some footsteps coming closer to the room, my eyes trail on the floor before gliding on the wall to see who just came in. As expected it is him. The man that is about to ruin my life. Without a word, he closes the door behind him and in a few steps, he reaches the end of the bed. He sits down before looking at me impassively. We stare at each other without saying a word until he cocks one of his brows up making me frown.

“I will not share a bed with you. Sleep on the floor for all I care,” I finally say breaking the silence.

Surprisingly, a sexy chuckle escapes from his lips, “Feisty as ever. That’s reassuring. If you become obedient just by a drop of my blood, it will not be as thrilling to tame you. Don’t you think so?”

I sigh, knowing full well that he will never let me go, but it doesn’t mean that I will not make his life a living hell, “I am not here to amuse you,” I gritted out. “I will never accept you as my mate.” If he wants me as a mate fine. I will give him my body, but he will never have my heart and soul, if I still have one.

“Please do try your best. As we spend more time together, our bond will get stronger. I will like to see how long you will last,” he smirks as he leans forward.

Without moving an inch, we are now facing each other. I can feel his breath on my cheeks, but I have to force myself to keep looking at him in the eyes. Since the only thing I want to do is to feel his lips on mine, I hate myself for it. But I can’t give in. I flinch when I feel his hand touch my stomach. Even with my shirt still on, the part of my body that he has touched is now burning. His fingers trail up to my chest and when I thought he is going to kiss me, he gently pushes me down on the bed. Laying down, I feel his fingers trailing back down from my chest to my stomach, thigh and leg. Then a sudden warmth surrounds me. I look down and see the blanket covering my whole body. Without further words, the lights are switched off and an eerie silence takes over the room.

With my enhanced hearing, I try to pinpoint Nikolas’ location in the room, but I can’t hear anything. It is completely silent, but I still have the feeling of being observed. He is here, but where? He is not really sleeping on the floor is he? Taking a deep breath, I finally find the will to push myself into a sitting position. Once I look up, I seriously have to fight against my instincts. In the darkness of the room, there is a pair of red glowing eyes staring right at me. He is sitting on his chair with his legs crossed and the side of his face on his fist. He looks like a statue, the deadliest and sexiest statue I have ever seen. Even in his relaxed state, his entire being is screaming power.

Swallowing my saliva, “I hope you are not planning on staring at me all night?” I ask.

“Is remorse already eating you from the inside? Want to share the bed?”

“Go sleep in my room, you moron,” I mumble the last part even if I know that he clearly heard it.

“Sleeping in someone else’s bed when my mate is only using half of it, is rather lame,” he sighs as he leans his head back with a tired sigh.

Rolling my eyes at his childishness, I lay back down on the soft mattress. At least I won’t be my back and ass that will be sore tomorrow morning. Unlike earlier, now I can hear Nikolas’ breathing and somehow, it is comforting. And without knowing, my eyelids closed on their own.

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Almost a week has passed since I have been collared to Nikolas’ bed. He doesn’t seem in a hurry to remove it. Each time I ask him to, he either ignores me by changing the subject or he asks me to complete the mating and after that, I will be free to move as I please. Since I can’t get out of the bedroom, Ania is bringing me food three times a day, but no blood. Even after eating her delicious cooking, I am still craving for food, but not human food. I want blood. The longest I ever lasted without drinking any blood was two weeks, but my system started to slow down. It took longer to wake up, I had a constant headache and my powers sometimes went out of control. It is a situation I will like to avoid. God, I was so hungry that I nearly attacked someone in the mall. Hopefully, I succeeded to get away before I did something that I would have regretted.

“Micah,” called Ania as I look at the clock saying that it is already noon. “Here’s your lunch,” she put a tray filled with food. “Please enjoy, I will be back in an hour to retrieve the dishes.”

She walks away leaving me alone in this damn room, again. I look down at the tray filled with food. Seems like today we are eating Indian food. It looks like tandoori chicken with some naan and rice. There is also a small glass with what looks like a watery yogurt infused with some spices. Looking at this really makes me want to go out. Taking the fork between my fingers, I slowly start to eat. The food Ania made taste awesome as always, but my stomach is yearning for something else. Maybe something liquidy will wash my hunger away. As soon as the drink touches my tongue, a marvellous sensation invades my whole being. My thirst in temporarily sated as a warmth is embracing me. Then my surroundings start to get all fuzzy and distorted before everything is back to normal.

I look down at my drink. It is not possible that she has spiked my drink since we can’t get high or drugged. Somehow it has something to do with our metabolism. Anyways, it is not drug or alcohol. Then what? Why the taste is so familiar when I have never drank this beverage?

Licking the small amount left on the corner of my lips is enough to convince me to drink the rest of it. Without even thinking twice, I drink it all and finish my lunch. Next time I see Ania, I have to ask her about this drink. Putting the tray on the nightstand, I bring myself out of bed so I can use the bathroom. Fortunately, Nikolas’ has decided to extend my chain, so I could at least reach the bathroom by myself. However, even if it is enough to reach the door, I can’t put a step out of this room.

Until that man returns, I am always alone. Ania doesn’t stay even when I ask her to. Well, it is not like I don’t like to be alone, but the fact that he only let me talk and see him, frustrate me. He even went as far as taking my cell phone. Talk about an overprotective and overbearing mate. He is treating me like his prisoner.

Grumbling to myself as I walk toward the huge windows that makes the entire wall. I notice the doorknob before going out on the terrace. I let the fresh air brush against my face as I enjoy the view. As I watched the scenery, I notice Ania talking to a man I have never seen before. The man is dressed weirdly. He is wearing a formal attire, yet under it, he has some casual clothes. As I am examining the stranger, he looks up and we stare at each other. Since he is too far, I can’t really see his face, but he waves at me. I wave back and Ania turns around surely wondering who that man was looking at. I don’t know if I did something I shouldn’t have because they soon entered the house in a hurry. I know that Ania and I aren’t close, but the last thing I wanted is getting her into troubles.

I sigh as I walk back inside. I have grown soft and I blame it on my future mate. I am so bored, I want to go shopping. If only I can turn back in time, I will have refused the job. I look at the clock and sees that it is only one in the afternoon. I grab the remote and open the television. I go through some channels and only stop when I see a movie that looks decent enough. Without noticing, I get into it and don’t even notice that someone has entered the room.

When I notice an unfamiliar smell, I look away from the screen to see the man who was talking with Ania. He was sitting on the same chair where Nikolas slept last night with a cup of what smells like coffee in his hand. Now that I am closer, he smells familiar. Did I meet him somewhere? No, if I did, I will have remembered it.

“It is rude to stare,” he scolds as he takes a sip of his drink. Then he put it down before sitting up. He walks in my direction and stops when he reaches the corner of the bed. He stares down at me and I notice that his eyes stop at the collar around my neck, “I see that he didn’t mark you…”

I raise an eyebrow, “And how does this concern you?”

“You are his mate and in his room, the temptation is too big and yet here you are... Aren’t you scared that someone else can take him from you?”

I squint my eyes at him, “Who are you? And why do you smell so familiar?”

He looks at me surprised, “Nikolas didn’t tell you about me?” For a moment, he seems to be lost in his thoughts, then a smirk appears on his lips, “Well, let me present myself, I am Matthias, Nikolas’ lover.”