Spell Bound

Arabella

I feel myself slowly wavering in and out of consciousness once again. My body feeling nothing but relief as I breathe in Lucian’s calming scent.

Even though all of the pain that I felt when trying to escape has subsided, I am unable to do anything without my body protesting my movements.

I tighten my grip on the grey t-shirt that he was wearing earlier. After he placed me on the bed earlier, I refused to let go of him. I feared the moment that his scent left me, the pain would return. So I embarrassingly clung to him until he conceded his shirt to me.

I have never felt so pathetic and weak in my life.

I am surprised that he didn’t take that opportunity to gloat over my defeated body. To rub in the fact that if I wish to survive that means that I will have no choice but to be by his side.

I know that I would have.

Instead he whispered promises to keep me safe, while he held me close to him to chase away my pain.

I hear the door to the room open and then slowly shut, but I still don’t have it in me to open my eyes.

I hear Lucian chuckle. “Open your eyes Bella. I know that you are awake.” I feel his hand brush against my cheek, causing my eyes to slowly flutter open against my will.

I observe him as he stands over me. His hair has gotten a little longer over the past week, some of the blonde strands sitting on his forehead. His already dark eyes only seem to get darker as his eyes trail down my body.

I follow his gaze and that is when I notice that my foot is chained to the footboard of the bed. Seeing the cuff wrapped around my ankle was enough to shake the fatigue out of my body. I sit up quickly while attempting to break the headboard with the chain by snatching my foot back. I grit my teeth as I try to ignore the pain of the cuff banging against my ankle as I continue to try and break the footboard.

“Arabella.” My name comes out as a command from his lips causing me to cease my movements. “I told you that I will protect you from any pain. If you continue to hurt yourself in an attempt to escape I will be forced to restrain your entire body.” He stated before placing his palm on my thigh.

My eyes left the chain holding my ankle, and zeroed in on his hand. My skin warmed under his touch, the soothing sensation running throughout my entire body.

"Why do you have me chained?" I asked. This must be a joke to him. Restraining me the way that I restrained him when I thought I had subdued him.

Instead of answering me he let out a low hum before running his hand up and down my thigh. The affectionate caress causes involuntary spasms throughout my body.

My hand twitched as I fought the urge to pull him close to me. My lungs burned, desperate to be filled to the brim with his scent once again. My throat tightens, as the thought of really drinking and savoring his blood enters my thoughts. Not just a small taste like I did the last time. This is a battle that I am actively losing. My mind knows that I want absolutely nothing to do with this wolf, but my body craves him.

I clear my throat. "Why do you have me chained?" I ask again.

He ceases his movements, before making eye contact with me. "I told you that I will keep you safe. That includes keeping you safe from your reckless and impulsive behavior."

I scoff. "How stupid do you think I am? Do you really think that I am going to try and leave again after almost dying!"

"I don't believe that you are foolish. I believe that you are impulsive." He responds, his grip on my thigh tightening slightly before going back to his gentle caresses. "You will attempt to leave once again Bella. I know you will."

I roll my eyes at his words. "You win." I throw my hands in the air with a huff. "I have two choices, be tied to you or death. It must boost your self esteem to know that being tied to you is only slightly better than death."

I feel his fingers run through my hair near my temple. The pad of his thumb brushing against my ear causing me to close my eyes while my body trembles.

He places a light kiss on the shell of my ear before whispering, "Drink this."

I open my eyes to see him holding a cup in front of my lips. I breathed in the scent and my mothered watered at the smell. His blood.

It was an internal battle to not leap at the chance to have his blood once again. I clutched the duvet that is under me, while biting my lip. I turn my head from the cup squeezing my eyes closed. I might be stuck with him for a while, but the least that I can do is keep my dignity.

He places another kiss on my ear, and I feel the blood rush to my cheeks. I am aware that I have lost my tan so he can see the blush that forms on my cheeks.

He sighs. "My blood will help heal your body, my little spitfire."

I scowl at the nickname that he insists on calling me every so often. "I think that I will just deal with the pain." I respond.

"I would hate for you to be in pain, Bella." He grips the hair on the nape of my neck, guiding me to face him once again. "Drink Bella." He commands before lifting the cup to my lips once again. I try to turn away from the cup once again, but he used his hold on my hair to tip my head upwards, before tilting the cup.

I concede to his demands, and to my secret want. I take small sips of his blood, a warming sensation follows the trail of it as I drink.

A moan escapes my mouth as I grab the cup from his hands. I feel as if I am not in control of myself anymore as I begin to gulp down his blood. I feel some of it escape my lips and trail down my chin as I greedily drink up as much as I can.

When I finish the cup I pull it away from my face, staring into it wishing that I had the ability to replenish it immediately. I turn to Lucian. "I need more." I beg. Out of all the embarrassing things that I have done today this has to be the worst. I know that I am supposed to be repulsed at the thought of drinking anyone's blood, let alone a wolf's. Yet I can't help but find it irresistible in this moment.

"If you have anymore I am afraid you will become drunk." He stated as the pad of his thumb wiped the trail of blood that went down my chin before placing it in my mouth.

Desperate for the taste, I hold on tight to his hand while I sucked the liquid off of his thumb. I close my eyes as I savor the taste

"Bella." He panted out as I pulled away from his thumb.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, before placing a light kiss on his thumb.

"I can't resist you." He growls out before he leans in and firmly places his lips on mine.

I immediately reach up and grab onto his bicep as he slowly lowers my back onto the mattress. Once my back hit the mattress his kiss became more demanding, he held my throat firmly as he scraped his teeth across my slightly chapped lips.

I moaned softly into his mouth as I squeezed on his bicep. In return his squeezed the hand that was wrapped around my neck, causing my body to slack against his.

His other hand that still had a firm grip on my hair pulled it down, tilting my head as his tongue swept across mine gently.

I know that this is wrong. I know that he and I are supposed to be on opposing sides, but this just feels too good.

I let go of his bicep and delved my fingers into his hair. He lets out a low moan before nipping at my lip once again.

He pulled his lips away from mine, cupping my face gently as he ran his finger across my bottom lip. "As much as I would love to comtinue this I refuse to take advantage of you."

A desperate plea exits my lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck, attempting to pull him into another kiss.

He chuckles as he easily overpowers me, holding me down by my shoulders. "No more, Bella. I have very little self restraint when it comes to you." He leaned down and nipped my ear. "Don't push me." He warned darkly.

I nodded, my chest rising to meet his as I took deep breaths attempting to calm the lust that was rushing throughout my body.

We stayed in the same position for a few beats, our breathing labored as we both tried to focus on anything other than the lust that we were feeling for one another.

"I know that you have a strong dislike for me right now, but I have a few questions that I would like to ask. I know you have questions as well, so to keep it fair how about we ask one at a time?" He suggests before pulling away.

He continued to hover over me, waiting for a response, but I am reluctant to give him one.

He took a deep inhale of air. "For both of us to get what we want, we need to cooperate, and help one another."

I roll my eyes. "If your wants include you and I being tied together for the rest of our lives-" I cut myself off with my own booming laughter.

He cut off my laughter by grabbing my face with his left hand, squishing my cheeks with his thumb on one side and his other fingers on the other. "Us being together is not up for debate. I will allow you to continue to deny us, but I can already see that you are attracted to me."

I scoff. "Anyone that is truly attracted to those of your kind are nothing but fools. Your appearance may be appealing, but I know what you truly are. A monster with no regard for anything but yourself."

He raises his left eyebrow. "I am glad that you have finally admitting that you find me appealing, Bella." The smirk that forms on his face is enough to make me want to punch him. "I have to say, the word appealing isn't enough to describe my attraction for you." I hear a growl form in his chest as he leans his face into my neck, nipping at the mark he left.

A gasp escapes my lips as his teeth brush against my neck. "You shouldn't feel special. You are the first male I have interacted with in a long time." I breathe out.

"Good." Is his only response before he focuses on teasing my mark. Like earlier today he kissed and sucked on my mark until embarrassingly loud moans escape my lips.

I will myself to fight him, to fight this. To push him off of me, and tell him to stay away from me. Yet, I physically can't do it. My mind is sending off warning bells, while my body melted under his affection.

He placed a few chaste kisses on my neck befofe leaning back to make eye contact with me. "Ask one of your questions first, I know your curiousity is bothering you."

I huff at him before rolling my eyes. He knows exactly what I want to know, but instead of just outright telling me he is exerting his power over me by making me ask. It is humiliating.

"How did you know my name?" I ask.

He smiles down at me, showing off his perfect white teeth. "I knew your name, because I knew who you were before you abducted me."

I narrow my eyes at him. "How?" I ask.

"Her name is Marisol." He states.

Hearing another woman's name across his lips didn't feel the best. My chest tightened, and my heart started to beat faster in my chest, but I fought against my natural instinct to react negatively.

"So a woman named Marisol told you my name before I abducted you?" I ask sarcastically before laughing.

"It is true, she works with my moon goddess. She assists her in pairing wolves with their mates. She showed me a vision of you, and I immediately knew that we belonged together."

I feel my blood start to get warmer as it started to pump faster. My anger taking over. "So it is her fault that I am stuck with you!" I accuse as I attempt to fight out of his grip. I try to snatch my wrists out of his grip, but it is all in vain. I might have gained some of his strength, but it still pales in comparison to him.

"My little spitfire, we would have been together regardless. She just prepared me for you, and I am so glad that she did." His free hand going to cup my cheek, his thumb stroking the side of my neck.

I relax in his hold at his words, my body nearly deflating. "So you knew what I had planned?" I ask quietly.

"Yes." He responds quickly.

I cannot help, but feel like a fool. I should have just listened to Valentina. Thinking that I could pull one over on an alpha? Has to be the dumbest thing that I have done to date.

"Now will you answer a question of mine?" He asks, breaking my self-depreciating thoughts.

I exhale loudly, just so he could know how annoyed I am by him before nodding.

"I know that what you were looking to do was a form of blood magic. Can you tell me about the origins of it?" He asks.

I huff out a laugh. "Are you telling me that you didn't get enough information from going through my things?" I ask sarcastically.

He didn't respond, only holding my gaze waiting for me to answer the question.

"First let me up, and then tell me why you need to know. Then I will consider telling you." I negotiated.

I know that it is technically unfair, he told me what I wanted to know without adding stipulations, but I honestly can't think straight with him this close to me.

He chuckled, before releasing my wrists and climbing from on top of me. As I sit up, I scoot back putting a safe distance between the two of us.

"We are in the middle of a war with witches and rogues. They have for the most part been winning. They have been using blood magic. If you tell me about the origins, maybe we can use that information to stop it."

"Basically you want me to turn my back on my people to help you mutts?" I ask. "Yeah that is not going to happen."

He closes his eyes, and tosses his head back with a smile. "Bella." He states firmly causing me to flinch. "You may hate us wolves, but I know that even you would never hurt a pup." He maintains eye contact as the next sentence out of his mouth rocks me. "They have been taking the hearts out of pups chest and eating them."