Regretted Rejection : Wrath of the Moon novel Chapter 9

Eight months later:-

Each day passed for Maya as an agony. She seemed to have forgotten her family, her pack, even herself. The pain was a constant companion of her. She felt as if pain was the only thing that she ever knew.

Her routine consisted of hearing Leandro walk to the cell, beginning his abuse, feeding her some scraps of dry bread and if she was lucky a glass of water, while he would eat his proper meals in front of her all the while taunting her, then begin his abuse again. To her credit, she didn't refer to Leandro as Master yet but then nothing except whimpers escaped her mouth. Everyday after he left her alone she would  desperately pray to the Moon Goddess for death, for end of all her pain. Each day Leandro found a new way to torture her. She dreaded hearing his footsteps outside her cell door.

That day however was different, she didn't hear Leandro walk to her cell. She could hear Leandro running. He came into her cell short of breath, unhinged her from the wall and threw her over his shoulder. And started running back upstairs. Suddenly the darkness gave way to blinding light rendering her eye sight useless. She could however hear the sound of a fight that seemed to be going on around her. There was much growling and ripping sounds all over. Suddenly something collided with Leandro and he dropped her to the ground so that he could fight.

Unable to move her arms or focus on her surroundings, Maya laid in the middle of the battlefield awaiting her death. She was sure that this was the day she would die and she was glad, for this meant an end to the suffering and to the pain. Soon she felt something slash her shoulder, she let out a groan and then blackness surrounded her.

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Maya opened her eyes to bright light surrounding her. She looked around, she was in a room with white walls.

'Is this what heaven looks like?' she thought. A woman with a smiling face came in the room. She looked at Maya with kindness in her eyes, "Are you awake now?" she asked.

"Awake?", Maya murmured.

"Yes. You have been unconscious for almost a week now. How are you feeling?" the woman in the nurse's uniform asked.

"Feeling..." Maya whispered, "Feeling...." and as if a veil was lifted slowly all the memories trickled back to her. She remembered her parents, her brother, her pack, her wolf but most vividly she remembered the betrayal... the cruel rejection of a mate bond that was not yet given words.

"I want to go home." Maya murmured.

"Yes. We will definitely send you home after you have recovered, Maya Forrester.", the nurse replied with a smile. She was bustling around the room checking the machines that were plugged into Maya.

"How do you know my name?" Maya whimpered out. The nurse simply pointed to a man sitting by the wall in the far corner of the room.

He slowly rose to his feet and walked to the bed. "Hi, I am Dylan. I am a part of the Wrath of the Moon team. I am incharge of making sure that you safely reach home." he said introducing himself.

"Wrath of the Moon?" Maya repeated with a confused expression.

"Yes. Wrath of the Moon. We are the team selected by the governing body of supernatural beings to ensure that the secret of our existence remains exactly that, a secret. In addition, we also help keep peace between the different factions of supernatural beings." he explained, "I must say though, I really admire your perseverance and desire to live. Any other being would have given up long back."

"How do you know about me?" questioned Maya.

"Your family has been searching for you. They had notified us of your kidnapping." Dylan clarified.

"How long has it been since...." Maya couldn't bear to complete her question. A drop of tear rolled off her cheek and splashed on to the bedsheet.

"Eight months." Dylan replied looking at her with pity.

"Eight months... of my life... how could he? Why? I wish to go home. How is everyone back at home?" Maya asked.