The forbidden mate bond

3 - The Man On The Middle Of The Foggy Forest Road

The man on the passenger's side speeds out of the moving car, almost like a blur, but he didn't get to strike the attacker, he was on his knees in a matter of nanoseconds, before the camouflaged figure, and then he was killed by the most tragic means possible.

"Shot, shot, shot." Rowen terrifyingly cusses, looking around the space for something helpful, probably.

"Run over him." A familiar voice angrily urged from the middle row. It's likely the blood-sucker I was earlier acquainted with. He was slamming the driver's seat from behind. He seems discomposed and spooked. Earlier, when he was tormenting me, you'd say nothing could faze him.

Who or what could be out there? Dracula?

I mean clearly, if I learned anything that night, it is that everything is possible. We just need to save our asses now.

Our truck was revved, and the car ran into the beast, but it felt just like hitting an end. I froze as our vehicle tumbled and rolled over multiple times before it crashed in the middle of the road, leaking gas and expelling smoke.

It was rough, I had wounds all over my body, and a headache that would soon wash away. Rowen and I didn't pass out like most of the rest. It's probably because of the safety of the back side, as my mom had always claimed since I was a child when she would drive me to school, even though she knew that we were supernatural, we could survive a car crash.

My breathing heightened. Uneasy, I searched around for the keys to our handcuffs but there was nothing in sight that might help.

"We need to leave now," I mumbled to Rowen and he agreed.

He twisted his body, his head on my lap, and kicked off the broken window with his boots just as one of the vampires from the accident was pulled out by their legs. They began mumbling and begging.

My heart was beating too loudly in my hearing.

"Please... Don't. No, no, no." They sounded extremely terrified.

And then there is quiet, again.

I was snapped out of reverie when Rowen shook my arms. He had found a way to fit his body and bring his cuffed hand to his front. He carefully slid through the window that he had made a way out for us and gave me a hand too.

"Slow." He whispered and beckoned in a direction.

We made our way to the forest, crouching behind the cover of the tragic crash. But whatever the beast was, they had heightened senses too.

"Where are you going so fast? Don't you want to take your friend with you?"

Okay, there's something definitely wrong happening here.

No. No. No. This can't be happening to me. Not with a monster.

Don't look, I defiantly urged my stupid weak wolf but she lost it and forced me to look up to where the pull was luring me.

There has to be some misunderstanding.

But damn. Man is hot.

I froze, mouth hanging open, goosebumps swelling up on my skin in no time, and just like that there was a new weird sensation at the pit of my stomach as strenuous as a tornado while I stupidly watched a god-looking young man, scrutinizing me intently while carrying my best friend on his shoulder.

When I say god-looking, I meant the sort we all believed was unreal.

What the actual—?

He clearly could feel the oddness too. He held my gaze and smiled lopsidedly like he didn't just ambush our convoy and kill everyone we were riding with.

Then there's this stupid tickle in every internal part of me. My body barely resisted any control I once had over myself.

For goodness sake, everyone gets to find their mates at the coffee shop, or in the classroom during the literature period, some even in the middle of a football game, but mine happened on a vacant road in the middle of a forest, after a show-off car crash, brought about by him.

Can my fate get any—

"Better?" He finished off my thought in such an enthralling voice.

He was amused, probably, at my thoughts. He didn't take his eyes off me, as I didn't dare to do so. I couldn't get enough of his face. I wish he could just shift aside those damp-looking curls falling into his face.

I bit my lip to suppress the smile at his handsomeness and fearlessness.

Dammit, his voice was something else.

His head bows a little at my thoughts of him, expressing his gratification.

Okay, stop thinking now. I mentally groaned and he chuckled too.

I might be hurt by silver, but my wolf had never felt alive, she was literally happy dancing, I could feel her. I don't get it. Okay, honestly, I get it. While I had always declared that I would not be anyone's mate, I was still jealous of those who had happy endings after their marking, and my wolf had always been in search since two falls back when I began worrying too much even at the fake feelings human beings share with each other. There are a lot of humans around, and they like to PDA openly on the road. And then my werewolf friends, who had their marking rituals, got married and had happy houses of their own.

He hunkered down next to me with Octavia still over his shoulder. "Zyon." He introduced himself through a mind link.

Zyon? That's a good name.

I was breathing erratically then, when he nodded at me, requesting mine.

"Eliza." I smiled.

"That's a good name." He shook his head and that spark I feel, augmented. He literally just repeated what I thought of his name as my first instinct.

"Can you just let my sister down?" Rowen firmly urged the man that was endearingly watching me. He had no idea what was happening. I had made sure to block my thoughts. That's why I am still amused by how Zyon could communicate with me.

It was the first time the young man took off his now human eyes, which were hazel, from me. He carries them to Rowen, while Rowen shakes his head at me in confusion at my sudden dissolvement into butter.

"If you haven't noticed, I just saved your ass, and where is my thank you? I didn't get any. Do you know why? Because all you kids of this generation have no respect for your elders."

"What are you? Hundred?" I sarcastically retorted before it dawned on me, he might probably have saved us because of me.

"A hundred and one." He responded with pride.

Okay!

"What are you? Did the high-ranked Alpha send you?" Rowen probed.

"I am like you. Chill. And I am not under your Alpha's management."

"The way you moved. You are something." Rowen persuaded. He is now on his feet. So was I. Staring at him for not shutting up.

"It's called experience, child."

"You are nothing more than twenty. Stop acting over age." I must confess, I admire his attitude, he's audacious and spirited. He's just everything I thought never existed.

He laughed and looked back at the bloodsucker who earlier enjoyed the pleasure of torturing me. He wasn't healing, he had a large silver puncture in his gut.

"Come get your friend. I am going to kill this one."

"No. We will take him back to the Alpha." Rowen instinctively steps forward.

Yes, we aren't allowed to kill. So we don't, except on occasion like earlier, when I killed a couple of bloodsuckers in defense of our lives.

"What will you gain? Honor? That might work if I decide to let you leave, given you are in your most vulnerable state." He braggingly told us.

Yes, brag. That's all he can do for me.

"You helped us. You won't kill us." Rowen reminded him. I wasn't worried in the slightest about that also. Affirmative, perfect shoulders is capable of dirty things, but oddly, I trust him. He won't hurt me. He wouldn't even if he was told to.

"To have something in return, duh," he said.

Okay, now I am curious.

"Okay, old man, what do you want?" Rowen mocked.

"I want a meeting with the high-ranked Alpha." He says that so confidential, I almost choke.

Like I said before, he was everything different from what I've ever seen. He was bold, he went straight to the point and nothing fazed him.

"My dad isn't very cheap, though," I smirked. "You see he is the Mayor of the capital and the Alpha of the capital. You should see the meetings on his schedules," I boasted.

His attention came back to me. He looked even more amused.

"The Alpha's daughter, huh?" His extraordinary red lips shrugged. "Liz, you could've said, he's the mayor and Alpha of the capital. To save your saliva."

My face twisted but at the name, he gave me, rather than his remark. It was flattering. It convinced me we've both found each other to our liking. He wasn't going to reject me. Right? I blushed and looked away.

"There's no way." He immediately responded to my thought and I almost died from embarrassment.

Rowen was confused at Zyon's irrelevant utterance. His skeptical eyes came to me and inspected me worriedly before he sighed in defeat and confronted Zyon again. "Someone like you cannot demand a meeting with the high-ranked Alpha. He makes the call." he clarified, sounding condescending.

Zyon composedly and smugly steps towards Rowen, particularly intimidating. Rowen almost takes a step back until Zyon smiles lopsidedly and lays down Octavia on the ground before Rowen. He swallowed nervously and inhaled noisily. If I had the chance, I would tell him this unflexible, dogmatic, and egotistical man is my mate, and so far he proves he wouldn't hurt me, so he didn't have to worry.

"Okay, here is my other proposal." Zyon straightens up and dusts his hands together, placidly walking back towards the bloodsucker I was acquainted with. He pulls him up and yanks him to the surface of the blazing vehicle. "I don't have to go to the Alpha, I will have him chase me." He announced casually like he was some God, and suddenly, he twisted the victim's head.

I don't know how to feel about that, but who am I to be preconceived when I have also killed too?

"What makes you think you're worth the time?" Rowen belligerently probes as Zyon saunters back to me in his heavy boots, as dark as the leather jacket and pants he has on.

"Because your sister is lying alone among vampires that will heal very soon, so you don't have enough time to stop me from taking the alpha's daughter with me."

Wait, what?

That's all I thought before I could retreat from him, and a sharp pain erupted inside me and I fell, not to the ground. Zyon caught me in his arms.

I guess I was wrong about my level of trust in him. I heard Rowen yell my name before my vision and brain reached the depth of blankness.