Locke Down

Chapter 45

Laurel's POV

My head pounds and my mouth is dry as I try to wake up and blink the haze out of my eyes. I can't remember a damn thing that happened and looking around, I also realize I have no clue where I'm at.

Varik. Where's Varik?

I try to move and realize my hands are bound and tied to a corner of a bed post. Which means I've been asleep in a bed. Glancing around me, I take in the bedroom I'm in that's decorated with expensive furnishings. I finally struggle to partially sit up, but I'm still at an awkward angle with my hands strung above my head.

I finally catch sight of Varik sitting on a couch on the side of the room, but he doesn't look at me. He's staring at the door that's being opened and I jump at the sound of footsteps entering.

The Anarchy.

He strides in and sits on the edge of the bed as he looks at me. My skin pricks from his piercing gaze and it's hard for me to anticipate his actions with his blank facial expression. I can almost taste the anger in the air and glance to see Varik burning with a fire I've seen before, but not from him. His eyes are practically glowing, letting me know that he inherited a wolf from my side.

It's rare for children to show signs of their wolf at this age, but not unheard of. Extreme distress is often a trigger, which would make sense why his wolf has decided begun to surface now. He won't be able to shift until he's 18, but he'll start being able to tap into more of his wolf senses up until then.

I feel guilty that he's been thrown into a situation so young where his wolf has felt the need to surface. He's being forced to mature way too fast and this time it has nothing to do with his rapid growth rate.

"What do you want?" I growl at the man in front of me.

I can feel my canines extend on their own, my own wolf ready to tear into him if he were to get too close. Not only are we cornered and feeling threatened, but our pup is in danger too.

He cocks his head slightly, as if my snapping intrigues him.

"I thought I made that obvious." His deep voice echos through the room.

"To swear fealty to you?" I scoff. "Go fuck yourself."

Probably not the best language to use in front of Varik, but hey, kids gonna learn the words someday. And I truly feel like I'm giving him a good example of when to use them properly.

"Hmmm" he hums and his eyes shift to my lips before coming back up.

"Where are we?" I ask as I tug of my bound hands, but they remain fixed.

"In our bedroom." He states.

Our bedroom? Absolutely not.

I narrow my eyes at him and I see the edges of his mouth tilt up.

"We're in Velminia." He responds again.

"But I thought that place was destroyed centuries ago?"

"Almost." Is all he says.

He continues to stare at me without any further elaboration on anything, the silence making my wolf even more uneasy.

"What do you want?" I ask again.