18 Chapter 18

Titus

I woke up to darkness all around me it was not difficult for me to figure out that I was in the basement of the packhouse, locked in a cell with silver cuffs around my wrist and a silver collar on my neck.

Memories of my fight with my Dad flooded my mind, Sabre had been so close to killing Dad. I wouldn't have been able to forgive myself if I would have killed him. What he was doing was wrong, but killing him because of it, would have been such a weight on my conscience that I won't have been able to bear.

I wouldn't have been able to look, my mother in her eye for killing her husband and her mate. I couldn't kill her mate because he had threatened to kill mine. I was thankful to Brandon for sedating Sabre, but I was mad that they had locked me up here in the basement like I was some fucking rogue.

Fuck, I couldn't believe Dad would go to such an extent, to stop me from going to Freya. She was mate, how could he expect me to stay away from her?

"It's all your fault, you shouldn't have left her in the first place," Sabre growled inside my head.

"We are locked up here because of you," I shot back at him in anger.

"Damn, right we are," Sabre gruffed," I wish you would have grown some fucking balls and had defied your father the moment he asked you to leave your mate."

"Freya didn't want that. She asked me to leave," I pressed my mouth into a tight line.

"What did you expect her to do?" Sabre rolled his eyes at me.

"She could have asked me to stay or take her with me," I knew that I was being an asshole here blaming Freya.

"Like you would have stayed," Sabre rolled his eyes," Admit it, Titus, it was you because of whom we lost our mate," Sabre taunted and then blocked me.

I tried freeing myself from the chains but my skin burned wherever silver touched me. Those bastards had used silver knowing that they won't be able to hold me with the normal chains.

Who would have thought that the future Alpha would be locked in a cell in the basement? I tried mind linking to James but I think Dad had removed me from the link.

I was getting restless, being away from Freya was wearing me down, and these Silver chains were weakening me further.

I don't know how much time would have passed when a warrior brought me some food. It was only some broth and bread, I had been starving that I didn't even care to see what it was and finished it within moments.

"Where is my father?" I asked the warrior when he returned to take away the dishes.

He didn't reply to me just picked the dishes and left locking me behind in the cell. I fell asleep after some time.

The next time I was awakened by a jerk, I sat up and looked around at what could have caused me to woken up. Dad was standing with an empty bucket in his hands and I was completely drenched with ice-cold water.

The basement was already cold and being drenched in the water had only worsened it. I used my wolf's strength to keep me warm and ignored my father.

"Are you back to your senses now?" He spat.

I kept mum completely ignoring him, they had drugged me and were holding me captive. My father would have been dead if Brandon would not have played dirty.

"I am talking to you," Dad tugged at my chain and my skin burned where the silver touched me.

I didn't reply to him and kept staring at the opposite wall. If he wanted a reaction from me he won't get one. I was not going to give that satisfaction to my father. I don't care if I die in this cell but I would never agree to do his bidding.

"You will reject Freya," Dad announced again and still I ignored him.

I won't reject Freya ever, not even in his dreams. He can try whatever shit he wants but he won't get any results. My father was going to get the biggest disappointment of his life.

"You are throwing away your life and future for that girl," he said through gritted teeth.

I could sense how angry he was getting with each passing minute. He was trying to separate me from my mate and I won't care what he does, I was never going to reject Freya ever in my life.

"You don't understand the language of love,"

Dad said displeased and then called the two warriors who guarded the basement. They came inside my cell and stood aside waiting for his order.

"Hold him," Dad ordered pulling out a whip from his back.

"I will kill the bastard if he hurt you," Sabre said through the mind link.

"It's okay, Sabre, a few whips won't change my decision," I replied Sabre in a calm tone.

I could sense how furious Sabre was at the moment. If he would have been free, I was sure he wouldn't have hesitated to kill the two warriors and my father right at this moment.

The warriors walked to me and turned me around and held me in a tight grip. I didn't struggle to get myself free. If my father thought he could break my resolve by whiplash, he couldn't have been more mistaken.

Dad started hitting my back with the whip, he made sure that he hit me on the same spot again and again. I could feel my skin getting flayed by the whiplash. It stung bad and the pain got unbearable but I won't give my Dad satisfaction by asking him to stop. I bit on my lip to stop from groaning in pain. He won't get anything from me today, I will make sure that he was disappointed.

Dad stopped hitting me when he couldn't hit me any longer and then stormed out of the cell. The warriors dropped me down on the floor, they both were looking at me with pity. I ignored their stares and rolled on my side on the cold and wet floor. This night was going to be the longest night of my life if I would be able to survive it.