Regretted Rejection : Wrath of the Moon

Chapter 9

Eight months later:-

Each day passed for Maya as an agony. She seemed to have forgotten her family, her pack, even

herself. The pain was a constant companion of her. She felt as if pain was the only thing that she ever

knew.

Her routine consisted of hearing Leandro walk to the cell, beginning his abuse, feeding her some

scraps of dry bread and if she was lucky a glass of water, while he would eat his proper meals in front

of her all the while taunting her, then begin his abuse again. To her credit, she didn't refer to Leandro as

Master yet but then nothing except whimpers escaped her mouth. Everyday after he left her alone she

would desperately pray to the Moon Goddess for death, for end of all her pain. Each day Leandro

found a new way to torture her. She dreaded hearing his footsteps outside her cell door.

That day however was different, she didn't hear Leandro walk to her cell. She could hear Leandro

running. He came into her cell short of breath, unhinged her from the wall and threw her over his

shoulder. And started running back upstairs. Suddenly the darkness gave way to blinding light

rendering her eye sight useless. She could however hear the sound of a fight that seemed to be going

on around her. There was much growling and ripping sounds all over. Suddenly something collided with

Leandro and he dropped her to the ground so that he could fight.

Unable to move her arms or focus on her surroundings, Maya laid in the middle of the battlefield

awaiting her death. She was sure that this was the day she would die and she was glad, for this meant

an end to the suffering and to the pain. Soon she felt something slash her shoulder, she let out a groan

and then blackness surrounded her.

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Maya opened her eyes to bright light surrounding her. She looked around, she was in a room with white

walls.

'Is this what heaven looks like?' she thought. A woman with a smiling face came in the room. She

looked at Maya with kindness in her eyes, "Are you awake now?" she asked.

"Awake?", Maya murmured.

"Yes. You have been unconscious for almost a week now. How are you feeling?" the woman in the

nurse's uniform asked.

"Feeling..." Maya whispered, "Feeling...." and as if a veil was lifted slowly all the memories trickled back

to her. She remembered her parents, her brother, her pack, her wolf but most vividly she remembered

the betrayal... the cruel rejection of a mate bond that was not yet given words.

"I want to go home." Maya murmured.

"Yes. We will definitely send you home after you have recovered, Maya Forrester.", the nurse replied

with a smile. She was bustling around the room checking the machines that were plugged into Maya.

"How do you know my name?" Maya whimpered out. The nurse simply pointed to a man sitting by the

wall in the far corner of the room.

He slowly rose to his feet and walked to the bed. "Hi, I am Dylan. I am a part of the Wrath of the Moon

team. I am incharge of making sure that you safely reach home." he said introducing himself.

"Wrath of the Moon?" Maya repeated with a confused expression.

"Yes. Wrath of the Moon. We are the team selected by the governing body of supernatural beings to

ensure that the secret of our existence remains exactly that, a secret. In addition, we also help keep

peace between the different factions of supernatural beings." he explained, "I must say though, I really

admire your perseverance and desire to live. Any other being would have given up long back."

"How do you know about me?" questioned Maya.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Your family has been searching for you. They had notified us of your kidnapping." Dylan clarified.

"How long has it been since...." Maya couldn't bear to complete her question. A drop of tear rolled off

her cheek and splashed on to the bedsheet.

"Eight months." Dylan replied looking at her with pity.

"Eight months... of my life... how could he? Why? I wish to go home. How is everyone back at home?"

Maya asked.

"Fine. Worried." Dylan replied evasively in clipped words.

Maya looked up, quickly noticing the change in the tone of his reply.

"Why are they not here? If I have been here since last 2 weeks..." Maya wondered out loud.

"They are busy. We will go to them as soon as you get better. Just rest and recover soon." Dylan

replied softly.

After he left, Maya sat on the bed trying to think but the medicine administered to her made it

impossible for her to stay awake. She slipped into deep slumber with a frown on her face and a word

echoing in her mind, busy...

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Her arms were tied and she couldn't move. Leandro walked towards her with a menacing smile. He

was holding a scalpel. She tried to move and scream but she couldn't. It made her desperate and she

started trashing. Leandro's smile widened and a crazy light entered his eyes.

Maya could hear someone calling her name and shaking her. Startled her eyes flew open and she saw

Dylan looking at her worriedly. Her eyes wildly searched the room looking for Leandro and his scalpel.

"Did you have a nightmare?" he asked quietly.

Maya could only nod as she was still not completely out of her dream. She was panting slightly as she

felt that it was too vivid. She was scared of Leandro coming back again.

"Don't worry. We have killed him. He will never come back. Trust me." Dylan said softly. He adjusted

her bedsheets around her.

"Go back to sleep. I am right here. Don't worry it is common to suffer from stress after undergoing such

trauma. You overcame the actual situation, you will be able to overcome this problem as well. Have

faith." Dylan said.

Maya nodded and shut her eyes trying to get a bit of sleep.

Next Morning:

Maya's eyes fluttered open and she looked around the hospital room. She spotted the nurse entering

the room.

"Oh good, you are awake. Come I will help you to bathe and then you can have some breakfast." the

nurse said.

Maya nodded gently and the nurse started helping her complete the morning routine. As the nurse

undressed her, the wounds on Maya's body came in focus. Maya looked at them, her body was scarred

all over. She remembered how she looked before and her eyes filled with tears, "I want to see a mirror.

Please..." The nurse gave her a hand to stand and then half carried her to the bathroom, as her legs

were wobbling.

As she stood in front of the mirror, Maya remembered all the vile actions of her kidnapper. Each and

every scar reminded of her what was taken from her life. And then.. after so many months, Maya

heard a growl escaping her mouth. She felt her wolf escaping all the barriers placed on her. Her talons

lengthened, black inked in her eyes and fur started sprouting all over the body.

Soon, a majestic wolf stood in Maya's place, growling lowly. Anyone could see the pain and suffering

the wolf was put through and yet she stood tall and proud. The wolf heard footsteps and looked up to

see Dylan standing in front of her.

"So you are an Alpha?", Dylan asked. The wolf merely growled at him and then raising her head to the

sky, let out a howl so mournful that anyone listening to it would feel sad. The howl contained all of her

sadness and pain that even a seasoned warrior like Dylan responded to it, his eyes tearing up.

She then walked upto Dylan and bowed, showing her gratitude for saving her. Dylan lifted a hand and

gently stroked the furry little head of the wolf. That's when she smelt it, the smell of vampire. She

jumped back in surprise and then tilted her head. As if understanding her question Dylan said, "Yes, I

am a vampire. Took you long enough to figure out." Maya's wolf just scoffed and went back upto him

and started rubbing herself on his legs.

The nurse was just watching her antics with a small smile. She then shooed Dylan away and asked

Maya to shift back so that she can bathe. As soon as Maya shifted back, she fell to the ground, her

energy drained. As the nurse tried to pick her up, she noticed that most of the scars on Maya's body

seemed to have healed and faded however a few prominent ones remained.

After the bath, Maya was given a few medicines that put her to sleep.