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Bekah's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes and I was more tired then when I had actually gone to sleep. When had I gone to sleep? This was too much. My head was spinning and I couldn't grip where I was. I knew where I wasn't, which was in the Poseidon Cabin at Camp Half-Blood. I looked around; the room was dark, with light escaping from the gaps through the boards that bound up the windows. I took in a deep breath, the place was familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Then again, I couldn't put my finger on anything. My hands were tied behind my back and I was lying on a mattress. What was going on?

"I'm sorry, my dear. Such an odd way for us to meet." A boy, maybe a couple years older then Percy was making his way across the room towards me.

He had blonde hair, cropped short, and a scar as his cheek. I almost instantly felt sorry for him, but I was never that weak.

"Who are you?"

The teenager smiled and sat down on the mattress beside me. "Luke Castellan son of Hermes."

"And why, Luke, do you have me tied up lying on a mattress?"

"Dear Bekah, I've taken you away from a life of nothing and brought you into my everything." Luke stroked my hair gently, but for some reason I didn't bother to smack his hand away. It was a comforting gesture, something that made me feel safe.

"Why? How did you know I didn't have anyone? You know you took me away from one of the two people who actually care about me!"

"True. But I've brought you here to someone else who cares about you very much."

"You don't even know me!!!" I was kinda upset now…well I was way past being upset. Someone kidnaps me, takes me to some freaky place that smelt like old smoke, and tells me that he likes me.

"Actually…some people of mine have been watching you." Great. Now he admits to stalking me. What kinda guy was this?

"Okay. You're telling me that you're a stalker, and I'm suppose to be okay with this?"

Luke laughed softly, "No, you're not suppose to be okay with it. I'm waiting for you to put up a fight and have Percy try and save you."

Now I get. He wanted to fight Percy. He didn't want me. Wait! "How long have you been watching me?"

"Since before your mothers death." I swallowed loudly and Luke noticed. His hand fell from my hair and down to the mattress.

"You just don't want to fight with Percy. You're trying to gain me."

Luke stared down at the mattress. "Sorta."

All in all, I began thinking I was the sikko. I felt kinda intrigued that someone would go through this much trouble to have me as his or her own. I was wanted. No guy had ever wanted me as company, just for their desires. I truly believed there was more then that behind Luke.

"Luke, oddly enough, I find that kinda sweet."

He looked up, smiling. "Really?"

"It's weird, but I mean, I've never met anyone who would go through that much trouble for me."

"So I have noticed. You really are beautiful, Bekah, but you're so much more. You're sweet, caring, smart, and understanding. You're independent, but you know when to let your guard down."

"Luke…no one has ever noticed that much about me." It wasn't the same way I felt about Percy, but I did feel something towards Luke. Sure, it was really weird. Considering that this guy kidnapped me and all and who knows what else he would do, but even though all that was going on, I seemed to care for him. Wow. Life was odd.

"Bekah, you're so special to me." Even though he didn't know the basics of my life, and he had just been watching my ever move for the last couple weeks, it made me feel almost complete. Not the same way I felt around Percy, but I was hole kinda, there was still that throbbing pain, it wasn't soothed like it was around Percy.

"Can you untie my hands?" I choked out, tears streaming down my face.

I guess Luke was confused, maybe scared, but he did as I asked. I think he knew that I wouldn't run away, and I was sure even if I did try, someone or something would end up stopping me.

I threw my arms around his neck and pulled myself against him, my face buried in his shoulder.

Luke was shocked now, maybe I had done something he never expected, but he put his arms around me and with one hand started stroking my hair again. "I know this is hard, Bekah. But there was no other way to keep you with me."

I was a captive, but for some weird reason…I felt like a safe captive.

My sobs came to a stop and I pulled myself away from him, wiping my eyes. "No, no. Well, yes, but like I said earlier. No one has ever really cared this much for me. It's a surprise."

Luke smiled, "Listen now, Bekah. This can be easy or hard for you, but I know you'll choose the right way. You can be my mistress, stand by my side and be my queen. You can have what you like when you ask, and you can be my love or you can stray away from me and be held as a prisoner."

Okay, the first one sounded a lot better then the second on. But I knew if I did do that, it would hurt Percy and make me only miss him more. I didn't want to miss him, I wanted him to be here with me. But I didn't exactly dislike Luke, I hated what he was doing and for whatever purpose he was doing it, but I didn't really mind him. I did have odd, strange, weird feelings for him.

"I can handle being your mistress. On two conditions." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Tell me."

"I want to sleep in a real bed, a hotel room or something even if I am under guard so I don't escape. Number two, when I need you, you have to be there for me." The second request was softer then the rest of my words. But he was all I had at the moment, for who knew how long. Percy might never come for me. It could just be Luke and I for the rest of forever.

"Alright. One other thing, as my mistress, you will not tell me how to do my job. Just stand by my side and respect me."

I stared into his eyes for a long moment. "Of course." The words were spoken half-heartedly.

Luke smiled and took both of my hands in his. "You're mine now, Bekah."

"Don't disrespect me, Luke. For I am as much yours as you are mine."

He nodded in agreement. "I understand, love. Ready to leave now? I hate to have you stay here any longer then necessary."

"Yeah."

He picked me up, and cradled me against his chest. I closed my eyes as he started walking towards the exit door of the room. Oh what have I gotten myself into? What have I done?