You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 14
Amanda scoffed, “ha! Love of your life? Oh, Logan, please. This has been an incredibly long day, and there’s still so much to do…”
“Like find your daughter!”
“Let her go, Logan. Khaos will never return her, so Violet is going to have to find a way to make this work. Christopher may be able to arrange a rescue mission in a few weeks, but in the meantime, we will have to wait for her to contact us. Do you have the faintest idea of the mess she has left us in? The people we will have to call and the apologies we will have to make on her behalf?”
“This wasn’t her fault! It was basically kidnap!” I almost yelled.
“I’m not going to talk to you if you’re being hysterical, Logan. Now leave me, all of you. Out!” She demanded, turning her back on us and walking towards her bedroom.
“Luna, I’m so sorry for my son--”
“Enough, Beta. You would do well to teach the young Beta in training how to hold his tongue in the presence of his superiors. A lesser Luna than me would see him banished, outcast as a rogue for smaller slights than what he has just displayed. I won’t entertain you any longer, please leave.” And with that, she gently closed the door behind her.
The fact that she didn’t slam it showed that she had complete control of her emotions.
Amanda wouldn’t let her guard slip for even a second.
Well, I didn’t care what she said. I allowed my parents to guide me out of the room, all the while plotting in my head a way to find Violet and bring her back.
There was nothing they could do to stop me.
Violet
We remained in stony silence for the rest of the drive. Every so often I would see Khaos glance my way out of the corner of my eye, a look of amazement on his face.
I ignored it.
I refused to make this easy for him; he had taken me away from everything I had ever known and loved, expecting me to be his sweet, simple sucker of a mate.
No, sir, not me.
He had issued me with his ridiculous ultimatum, and I had agreed to come with him, nowhere did it state that I had to make this experience enjoyable or even slightly pleasant for him. With that thought in mind, I allowed a small smirk to play around the corners of my lips.
Yet with every mile that flew past us, my heart sank more and more. I knew I could never escape; it would take me months to get familiar with this area. Too many fresh smells, sights, all of it would make any effort of running useless. I had no doubt that Khaos knew every inch of these woods like the back of his hand. He’d find me wherever I went. I thought about contacting my parents over the family link, describing my location, any significant landmarks that could help track me down, but in the end, I didn’t bother.
Khaos had ripped through my pack like a hot knife through butter and from what I could tell, that was his definition of a social visit. He’d tear them limb for limb if they ever dared to enter his territory. I would have to find a way out of here on my own.
“Tell me about yourself, little one?” Khaos invited, startling me away from me thoughts.
I turned my body away and focused on the trees out of the window. He put his hand on my knee, giving it a firm squeeze.
“Get your hand off me,” I said, my teeth clenched.
His response was to squeeze my knee tighter and continue as though I hadn’t spoken.
Well, isn’t this a prime example of the treatment I’ve got to look forward to as his so-called mate? I thought to myself bitterly.
“Are you still in school or any training? We can look at continuing it back at my pack if you like. Or do you have any hobbies you’d like to pursue? Just let me know what they are, and I’ll make the necessary arrangements to ensure you can continue them.”
I leaned towards the window, breathing on the cold glass, and filling it with condensation. Khaos glanced at me curiously as I wrote, “Fuck You”, in the middle of the glass. I gave him a sickly-sweet smile as I pulled his hand off my knee and dumped it in his lap.
Not my finest hour by all accounts, and I knew that my mother would be appalled at my immaturity and lack of manners, but I wasn’t here to make any friends or be on my best behaviour.
Khaos sighed heavily, “I’m trying, Violet.”
“Mmhmm.”
“You could try doing the same.”
“Mmhmm.”
“I can see this will be a fun pairing. Trust the Moon Goddess to land me with a child for a mate,” he muttered.
Don’t react, don’t react, I warned myself over and over. He was baiting me, waiting for me to snap back.
“Prefer children, do you?” I asked with wide, innocent eyes, pursing my lips at him.
“She speaks! What a relief,” he drawled sarcastically, rolling his eyes at me.
“You have a real attitude problem; you know that?”
“Ditto.”
Arsehole.
I folded my arms and scowled at him. I couldn’t keep this up for much longer. It wasn’t in my nature to be a sulky brat. I always made the best of what life gave me and tried to see the positives.
Maybe Khaos wasn’t as bad as the rumours said? There must be a reason why we had been paired together. I didn’t want a life of fighting and arguing with my mate. I wanted someone to love, who would love me just as much in return, giving each other all we had.
My eyes felt heavy, and as I succumbed to the sleep that was calling me, I made a promise to myself to try harder with him. A little kindness went a long way, and who knows? Maybe I’d find something in his cold, unfeeling heart that I could work with, that I could use as the basis to build a long-lasting, successful pairing.
It can’t have