The Unicorn And Her Mysterious Mate

Device

Skye POV

I've always been different, a lot of that has to do with me feeling others' emotions and having the ability to delve into their minds.

I form these incredibly intense emotional connections with those closest to me, and it's both a blessing and a curse.

I felt a pang of guilt when I realized I didn't sense Chaos as my mate in the kingdom before our departure. The potion Amaris gave me blocked my full ability to sense him. If only I had sensed him, maybe I could have enlisted Jade's help in saving him. It was only when Chaos held me, I could feel it, sense it, and I had no intention of rejecting it. However, the anger seemed to overpower all else.

Yet, when I kissed him and he responded, I started to believe his words that he wanted me too. I knew deep down that he was innocent, even from the moment I first laid eyes on him. And when our gazes first met, I realized that I never wanted to be separated from him. My heart raced as he broke the kiss, but neither of us wanted to let go. He hesitated for a moment before stepping away.

"My touch, does it hurt you?" he asked, genuine concern etched on his face.

"Only if you're not calm, or if you catch me off guard. If I prepare myself, it's easier to handle. But when you're upset or overly stressed, it transfers to me. It's like your stress multiplied by a hundred," I admitted, my voice filled with vulnerability.

"What about when you healed me?" he inquired, his eyes searching mine.

"It hurt me. If I had more control, it wouldn't hurt as much. I recover quickly, but in order to heal, I have to take on the injury as if it were my own," I confessed, turning my hand to show him the faint scars that remained. They mirrored the spots where he had been wounded.

A low growl emanated from his chest, deep and primal. His growls were unlike anything I had heard before.

"It does not hurt anymore," I assured him. He looked into my eyes, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face as if he were considering reaching out to hold my hand. But he refrained.

"It's okay if you want to touch my hand," I said softly. He tentatively brushed his fingers over the scars, his touch gentle and cautious. I watched as his face relaxed, reassured by the sight of the wounds mending.

"You will tell me if I'm ever hurting you. I understand if you can't around the others, but if we find ourselves alone again, I hope you will," he spoke.

"Yes," I responded.

Shifting my attention towards the pile of rocks blocking our way, I raised my hand, focusing my power on it. With a surge of energy, I caused a few rocks to tumble, creating a faint noise that would alert those outside. It was enough to buy us a little more time, ensuring Chaos wouldn't face any consequences for our escape.

"You are much more powerful than one would assume," he admitted.

"Appearances can be deceiving," I replied, a hint of mystery in my voice.

"I bought us a few more minutes. When we leave, I'll act as if nothing happened. Rook keeps the device that controls you on him. I'm assuming he will ask me to stay in his tent again, so I will attempt to grab it then," I revealed.

"Don't put yourself in too much danger. I don't want my temporary freedom to come at the cost of you being harmed," he expressed his concern.

"Temporary?" I asked, a note of curiosity in my voice.

"The prison will be alerted of my escape. They will send people after me, as I am believed to be dangerous," he confessed, his voice tinged with resignation.

"Maybe Jade can help once we escape then," I suggested, my voice hopeful.

"King Jade won't do much other than lock me away in his kingdom," he admitted, his voice filled with bitterness.

"If he knew you were innocent, he would not. I'll help you fight for the freedom you deserve," I promised him. He remained silent, his emotions hidden beneath a stoic exterior.

"We should break out now. Any longer, and they will start questioning me," he declared.

"Okay," I responded.

"Chaos," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. His amber eyes locked with mine again.

"I'm sorry if I've gotten you into any trouble and for not sensing that we were mates at first," I apologized, my voice filled with regret. The amber in his eyes brightened for a moment, a flicker of appreciation crossing his face.

"You have caused me no trouble, and it is okay. I never meant to make you believe you were a nuisance to me. I simply did not want you to get in trouble for speaking with me. That, and it has been a long time since I've really spoken to another, other than my lycan. I typically stay silent unless ordered to speak, as expected of me," he explained.

I raised my hand once again, channeling my power into it. The rocks blocking our path shattered and fell, creating a dramatic display. I quickly lowered my hand, making it appear as if Chaos had saved me from the crumbling rocks.

"Thank you. I thought we would be trapped in here for a lot longer," I exclaimed, my voice loud enough for Rook to hear.

"No more going in caves alone," Rook muttered as he approached me. He glanced at Chaos, his eyes filled with authority. "Set up the tents from our bags," he ordered, his voice devoid of gratitude for Chaos's help in rescuing me. "You are to stay directly next to me from now on," Rook commanded me, his tone firm.

"Okay," I responded as we walked to where everyone else was and sat. The rough texture of the log I sat on scratched against my skin as I settled next to Rook, feeling the weight of his presence beside me. Talon walked towards the bags, the sound of his footsteps crunching on fallen leaves. He retrieved a few bottles of alcohol, their glass clinking softly. Malachi distributed the food rations afterwards.

"Do you want some?" Talon asked, holding a bottle of alcohol out to me. "I don't drink, thanks," I politely declined. Talon chuckled, taking a long swig from his bottle. I stole a quick glance at Chaos, who had finished setting up and now leaned against a tree. I could sense his watchful gaze, even as he tried to conceal it.

The night seemed to pass by in a blur. Malachi and Talon became increasingly intoxicated, their laughter echoing through the darkness. Rook, though he refrained from excessive drinking, still had a glint in his eyes as he looked at me. It was the same look he had when he ordered me to heal Chaos.

"You can change how someone feels if I'm not mistaken, meaning you can sober someone up as well," Rook spoke, causing my eyes to widen in surprise. "Take Talon's hand and show me. He is needed to keep watch with the lycan tonight for extra security," he explained. I took a deep breath, realizing that Rook was using this as a way to ensure I didn't escape. The pressure to comply was overwhelming.

"Can I see your hand?" I asked Talon, my voice trembling slightly. As I held his hand in mine, I noticed Chaos's focus intensify on us. "Sure thing," Talon replied, his voice slurred. I concentrated, using my abilities to instantly sober him up. Talon's astonishment was evident as I stepped away, my vision now incredibly blurry.

"Go to my tent now," Rook commanded. He stood up and placed his hand on me, steadying me as I stumbled. "So, doing that makes you drunk. Interesting," he remarked, leading me towards the tent. "Sleep it off. We have a busy day tomorrow," he ordered, his touch lingering on the hem of my shirt. Panic surged through me, and I attempted to slap him, but in my current state, he easily caught my hand, overwhelming me. I could see the shock in his eyes, and then he seized the opportunity to remove my shirt completely.

"Stop," I snapped, trying to regain control of myself. "Don't worry, little unicorn," he whispered in a low tone, his hand still gripping me tightly. "I won't harm you, but removing your clothing will ensure you won't escape from the tent."

With his other hand, he skillfully removed my pants, leaving me in nothing but my undergarments. I mustered enough strength to slap him, but it only made him laugh. He pushed me, and in my weakened state, I stumbled onto the sleeping bag. "Get some sleep," he ordered before leaving the tent with my clothes, leaving me cursing under my breath.

I knew that being left in my undergarments wouldn't stop me. It was no different from being in a bikini. I had to escape from them.

After some time, he returned and I pretended to be asleep. I refused to spend another night with them, although I still felt the lingering effects of Talon's sobering. I had to escape. However, I knew there was no way to take the map; Rook protected it even more than the small device controlling Chaos.

After a while, when I was certain he was asleep and the others were too, I moved silently. I slipped my hand into his jacket pocket, feeling for the device that would allow Chaos to escape with me. Slowly, I unzipped the tent and hurriedly stepped out, quickly zipping it back up. The cold night air made me shiver as I glanced around to see if anyone was outside.

Rook had clearly underestimated me. He believed I would succumb to his threats.

I knew the consequences he could inflict upon me, the trouble he could cause. But deep down, I also knew my worth. If I made a fast escape with Chaos by my side, Rook wouldn't dare reveal my secret. He desired me, considering me a valuable treasure, and he wouldn't risk losing me to others.

My heart raced with the adrenaline-fueled anticipation of freedom. I wasn't fully aware of the extent of their powers. I couldn't afford to let them regain control of Chaos again if I attacked and lost.

For now, the best course of action was to flee, to run and hide. The thought of confronting Rook right then and there tempted me, but caution prevailed. I needed to ensure our safety, to protect the power within me and free Chaos.

Talon slept by the fire. I could tell Malachi was in the tent. Chaos stood by a tree, his back turned to me, unaware that I had left the tent. I searched for my clothes but had no idea where Rook had hidden them. My backpack was missing as well. As I took a few steps, Chaos's attention suddenly snapped towards me. His expression was filled with anger, which he tried to suppress. He pointed to a tree, indicating that my bag was behind it. I nodded and held up the device controlling his collar.

I retrieved my bag and put it on. I would need to dress when we were further away. I couldn't risk them hearing me rummaging through my backpack. With that, I took off, knowing that Chaos would follow.