Call of freedom (rewriting-slow updates)
Chapter 7

Landon's POV

Her heartbeats...The only thing right now that's making me relax.

"You should've let me go...why is the moon goddess doing this to me?... I barely escaped him, so why you are you just like him?.."

Her words were agonisingly strange...

Why does she keep fighting?...who's the one whom she barely escaped?... Millions of questions where running inside my head when I remembered her words and what inflamed my questions was Lowell, as soon as I entered the car he told me something I wasn't able to fully understand before I saw it with my own eyes...her scars.

She had scars on her stomach...that's what Lowell saw. When I returned to the territory, I went to my house instead of the pack's house.. as soon as I entered my room, I lifted her shirt a bit more and more scars were visible...

"Holy shit..." was all I was able to mutter; I was in a shock, I wonder how many more were there...

I was getting more and angrier which definitely was the worst thing to do now as she started to thrash and yell in her sleep...nightmare...

Alexia's POV

I woke up in a dark place...it was the cell in my old pack's basement, restrained to the wall..."Alexia..." a melancholic voice kept whispering my name. "Alexia, why are you hiding?" Something took ahold of my arms.

"No, let me go!" I kept thrashing and kicking but no use I was trapped...

"Ahahahaha!" it kept laughing

I kept screaming while the voice turned from melancholic to humoured accompanied by madness. The cell began to contract...

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I woke up sweating and my throat was hoarse probably from the screaming.

Gosh...just a nightmare, it's just a nightmare, Lexi. That's all what I was thinking of...trying to calm myself down...I felt someone cradling me, yet it was extremely dark so I couldn't see who he was though I can put my bets on my mate; tingles were on my arms.

I quickly yet blindly tried prying his hands off me. He, on the other hand, had other plans; increasing the strength of his hold on me, he started moving one of his hands up and down my arm; trying to comfort me. I unconsciously leaned in his body finding safety and comfort in him...

When I realised what I was doing, I quickly tried getting away from him but he lowly growled; hugging me tightly as if his life depended on it...Cara kept purring.

"Let me go..." I wearily said.

he mumbled a few words I'm not quite sure if I heard right, "stop fighting it kitty..."

He kept holding me until I drifted to the darkness once again...

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I woke up, I haven't had a good sleep like that in years. I tried to sit up but I felt an arm holding me down...WHAT?!....

After becoming fully conscious, I felt the tingles in my arms and my memories hit me like a brick.

I had a nightmare, he was cradling me and mumbled a few words I can't quite remember...

As soon as I run away, I'll dig the ground up and bury myself to save myself more embarrassment...

I tried to gently remove his iron grip; resulting it's increasing in its strength if that was possible.

Cara was quite happy because we slept in his arms.

I tried to move again but a low growl rumbled in his chest.

"Shit." was all I could mutter before he swiftly rotated my body making me face his torso, mainly his tattooed arm and hugging me as if I was his pillow...I tried to push myself away from him but to my dismay, he planted a kiss to my forehead and mumbled: "stop moving kitty." But still, I may and may not have heard quite well...

I continued my failing attempts to set myself free but within a flash, I was caged; as he was on top of me his face merely inches from mine.

"You know...you have been a bad little kitten for a while now don't you think?" His voice was husky as he just woke up.

"Well don't you think that you should let me go!" I snapped at him earning myself a growl from him...

"You should already know by now that you won't leave me..." he scoffed.

"JUST WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THAT TO ME!" I was boiling at that point, I'm not his toy!

"Listen, mate. I am not going to let you go whether you that you don't have freedom here or not, by the time you'll know that you actually have freedom here but you are never leaving me not after I finally found you. I also won't tolerate any more cussing from you. I dare you to cuss and if I hear you do so, I'll make sure that I punish you..."

His words were enough for me to shudder in fear but I successfully hid it.

"Now go and clean up little mate and I'll be waiting for you here." With that, he crawled away from me sending me a look that says Do-not-reply-or-you-won't-like-What-will-happen...

I quickly went to the bathroom and sent him my best glare while closing the door making sure that I close it roughly...

Half an hour later

After I finished showering and tying the towel around my body, I remembered that I didn't get any clothes nor undergarments, to my joy yet dismay, I found a new set of clothes and undergarments laid on the counter...

I'M REALLY GOING KILL THAT ASSHOLE FOR COMING IN THE BATHROOM AND NOT LEAVING ME ANY PRIVACY!

I huffed and started to wear clothes and noticed that there wasn't a shirt well except for his hoodie.

God, why is he so damn stubborn!

I wore a pair of sweats and his stupid hoodie as I was not going outside without clothes even if I hated his dominant character.

I didn't even bother touching neither my recently bruised body parts nor untangle my wet hair and went to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I was able to pinpoint his body on the bed...he wasn't paying attention to anything and kept staring into the wall...

I wonder...if I sneaked to the door...will he notice?

I guess I'll take my chances and do so.

No sooner had I taken a step towards the door than I felt a gush of air, tingles around my torso and found myself on the bed precisely on my lovely mate's lap. (Note the sarcasm will ya?)

Before I started thrashing, he put a new towel on top of my head and started drying my head...

"What are you doing...?" I was slightly taken aback by his actions; what kind of alpha does that?

Alphas are mostly pushy if not violent with their mates...Is he really an alpha?

"I am drying your hair." A slight British accent accompanied with happiness was evident in his voice as if he was a mother that's happily baking cookies for her precious family...

"I know what you are doing...why are you doing that?"

"Why not?"

"Just answer my questions!"

"Why don't you want to be my mate?"

"Just answer my freakin questions!"

"Answer mine first..."

"You don't answer mine then I don't answer yours." I snapped at him. He knows how to crawl under my skin so I'll just do the same.

Within a flash, he flipped me so I was facing him

undoubtedly, straddling him; my hands were quickly on his shoulders before I kissed him.

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"You know...for a little girl like you, you're quite strange." The corners of his mouth were forming a smirk on his handsome face.

What the hell am I thinking! I can't think of him as handsome! He's just like them even if he is handsome or my mate...

"Well for an old man like you, you're quite annoying."

I countered him. His smirk got wider.

"What are you? A sadist?" He was now creeping me.

"Well, unfortunately, I'm not, you keep amusing me that's all...How old are you?"

"I don't have to tell you anything."

"Just answer truthfully and I won't have to punish you kitten." His smirk was replaced by an eerie smile...That sent shivers down my spine.

"As much as I want you to stay with him Lexi, I feel creeped out by him...run before his smile hunts us..." Cara sarcastically said.

"Go to hell buddy." I casually said but regretted it in a matter of seconds as he pulled me closer and planted his lips on my neck.

That was enough to light a fire in the pit of my stomach...Cara started to purr.

"S-stop-it" GOD DID I JUST STUTTER!

I felt him smirk on my neck...

"Not until I have what I want kitty..."

He continued his assault while I kept bitting my lips and try to get away from him.

The keyword is try.

He kept his assault on my neck until I couldn't stop the soft moan from leaving my mouth...

I felt him smile on my skin...HE WAS ACTUALLY HAVING FUN!

"You don't know what you are doing to me, Lexi." He hummed.

"You're such a sadistic..." was all I could say.

He then continued kissing the same place...The place where his mark should be, at the base of my neck...

After one last kiss, he flipped me, after he put me on his lap again he continued drying my still wet hair.

After a while, he stopped drying it; when I thought that he was finished, I began to slide out of his lap when one of his arms snaked around my waist; fixing me on his lap which earned him a growl from me.

"Ughh...What else are you doing?" I tiredly said.

"Stay in your place Lexi, I'm not finished yet..." He softly said. Soon after his words, I felt him brushing my tangled hair with an actual hairbrush. After some time, he finished combing my hair leaving me stunned; let me tell you that this guy is a pro with doing girls' hair. He actually managed to braid my hair in an actual elegant french braid...

"Wow..." I was too stunned to realise that I said that out loud.

A chuckle erupted his chest.

"Why thank you, anything for you my little mate. Now since you are wearing comfortable clothes, let us sleep now. I'm sure you want to sleep and have no energy to argue with me about how we are sleeping." He said while smirking down at me.

That earned him an eye roll from me and a huff, I snaked my way to the right side of the bed and went under the sheets.

He started to take off his clothes not even bothering to change in the bathroom or anywhere else, he went to the left side of the bed, in sweats only...No shirt...just his well-built torso, slightly visible six-pack and tattoos on his arms...

He went under the sheets and snaked his arm around my waist, I was too tired to argue or do anything so I let him be...

"How old are you..." he softly asked.

"Seventeen..." I didn't want to argue with him...it was too tiring for me right now.

He only hummed in response. I turned myself to face him and asked him,

"How did you learn braiding girls hair?"

He chuckled, "Well there's still a lot you don't know about me Lexi but don't worry, you'll know soon."

I hummed in response and closed my eyes

I started to drift to sleep when I felt him pull my body closer to him, resting my head on his bicep and planted a kiss to my forehead and whispering "Sweat dreams kitty." and I returned to the dark abyss...

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Soooo.... guess it's kinda decent?

Ya think Landon's an ass?

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