Leo lays sagged against his restraints after another mental breakdown. A couple of days ago the NSO officers stopped bringing food into his cell because he refused to eat it or drink and the food that was left started to go bad sitting in the damp cell.
He has been drugged multiple times today because his breakdowns have been increasing in both severity and number as time passes without his mate. He is going insane. He has heard the guards and the doctor that have stopped by say that his hallucinations are a result of a lack of nutrients and severe dehydration but he knows better. Leo knows that it is because he is without her. His Sara. His mate. Mine, he thinks. My mate.
Every so often he sees her in his cell. He sees her beautiful hair and tiny body. She is always too far away for him to reach. He tries to get away from the chains and constantly reaches for her. She calls his name, scared, and he tries with more fever to get to her.
She's scared, he thinks, she's always scared. Must protect. "My mate!", he roars, "Sara! Sara! Mine!". Everytime he roars for her, she goes farther away. Her scent disappears. Her angelic voice fades.
Everytime, he tries to break hold of the cold metal caging him against the wall. Everytime, he almost gets to her. Everytime, he is drugged and she leaves him. Gone forever. Everytime she leaves, she never comes back, he thinks.
He knows that she isn't actually there. He knows they are hallucinations but his beast did not. His beast consumes him when he starts to see his mate.
Suddenly he hears the sound of a distant door opening and multiple footsteps. He roars, warning them away. These species took mine away. They are the enemy. Mine.
He suddenly goes silent at the sound of a tinkling voice. A beautiful, angelic voice. Miiiiiiiinnnnee, his beast purrs. Miiiiiinnneeee. That is when her scent hit him. His! His mate is near!
He starts struggling against the manacles and throws his entire weight against them. "MINE", he roars. A door opens and suddenly his mate is standing there. It is different this time. His hallucination. She is closer and she doesn't look like she misses him, she looks at him in fear. He will kill anything, anyone that scares his mate.
Her mouth-watering scent becomes bathed in fear and Leo redoubles his efforts at breaking the chain's holds. He feels his skin tear but it matters not. His mate is scared. She is cowering from something.
He wildly looks around, completely prepared to attack and kill anything that is causing her fear scent.
Nothing.
There is nothing in the room with them.
Leo is confused. His beast is confused. He whips his head back toward his mate in an effort to figure out why she is scared.
Now she is huddled against the corner staring at him in horror. Her mouth open in a silent scream with nothing escaping.
No. Oh, no. Not him. His Sara cannot be afraid of him. Leo's mind blanks. His body feels cold and he stops struggling. His breath, which was once coming out in fast, hard exhales, now seases in his chest. It constricts making it painful. His heart feels unimaginable pain. His gut no longer feels empty, void. Now it feels as though a knife made of ice cut into his viscera and twisted.
He howls is agony. He scared his mate. He did. The one was is meant to protect her forever.
Leo goes slack against his bonds and falls to the floor.
Tears coat his face as his mind comprehends how his mate sees him. A monster. He hates himself. This is what I am, he berates himself, I am a monster. Who could ever love a freak with a tail? Not my Sara.
He is now glad that he refused to eat. It will make his death come that much faster. NO, he thinks. Who would protect her then? Who would protect my mate from all that scare and frighten her? From all that attempt and wish to do her harm? From other males? Not me, he realizes, I am the one that scares her. Me.
True heartbreak tears through him. He wishes he weren't bound so that he could tear it from his chest and throw it away. It is my mates anyway, I have no claim over it, he reasons with himself.
In his despair he did not realize that Sara moved closer to him. He did not notice until her hand touches his broad cheek bone. The pads of her soft fingers touch the wetness coating his cheeks and a quick breath is drawn in.
"Oh my God", his Sara says. "Leo? Why do you cry?"
True horror encompasses her voice and Leo cannot even comprehend her words. He is to overcome by the beauty and elegance that is her voice.
She touches my skin now. After I scared her. She is close to me. She talks to me, my mate. Mine, his mind purrs.
He feels his chest start to vibrate with the calming sound hoping to make his mate touch him more. Make her want to be near him. To sooth her. To make her feel safe.
Come to me, he thinks. Come to my arms. He aches with everything in him to be able to hold her in his arms. He'd do anything. Repent for all of his sins. He is not above begging if it would let him have her.
He hears her tinkling voice again, "Leo? I don't really remember you. Tiger told me that you were at the office and that you kidnapped me. Something happened, I got hurt, and now we are here. What happened?"
He wanted to growl at hearing that another male spoke to her and that she was hurt. His heart is pained by the fact that she does not remember him and that she does not remember their shared pleasure, their shared need, but he knows that this is good. That means that she won't remember that he did not first pleasure her to completion with his mouth before he attempted to take her.
This is good, now I can show her how good of a male I am.
The thought of their shared pleasure makes his cock swell with need. His purr turns deeper and more sultry in an effort to make her mating scent come out.
"Mine", he purrs, "Miiiiiiinnneeeee".
His beautiful Sara blushes a rosy pink color. It makes her even more stunning. He does not scent her mating need but decides that this is okay. He will make her have it soon.
He notices her gaze down on his lap. His eyes too are drawn down to where she looks and he notices that he is not wearing any clothes. He forgot that he was not wearing any because they were soaked in his blood but dismissed the unnecessary acknowledgement. His mate was looking at his bare cock. His long, hard, and painful arousal.
Her gaze made it twitch, wanting to be closer to her. Me too, he thought to himself.
Her need started to permeate the air and she coughed slightly, tryin to clear the tension in her throat. He purred her name, "Sarraaaaaa", and her needing scent increased.
Leo needed his mate so much that he almost combusted right then and there. His mate needs him. Her needing scent is strong and needs his hard cock. He groaned and closed his eyes.
He tried reasoning with himself. I am chained to a wall and covered in my own blood. My mate was scared of me just minutes ago. I cannot take her here.
His beast disagreed, yessssssss… you can. Take ours. My mate. Miiiineee.
While consumed in his thoughts and trying to rein in his arousal, he failed to notice his mate getting up away from him. It wasn't until he heard another male's name on her tongue that he snapped out of it.
His eyes opened in a flash and he growled low. His arousal retreated and his blood rushed to his muscles. He jumped to his feet and strained against the chains.
"Sara", he roared, "Come here."
She turned her head and he saw slight trepidation in her gaze. He softened his voice and repeated, "Come here", in a coaxing purr, hoping that the plea caressed her ears and made her comply.
It did. She walked closer to him and fixated her gaze on his restraints. She reached out and softly touched his wrists. He wanted to flinch at the pain but would never make her think that her touch was unwelcome on his skin so he held himself still. Leo noticed alarm in her gaze as though she hadn't noticed his blood before and calmly said the other male's name again.
"Tiger, can you release him?"
Leo growled softly at her, disliking the fact that she said another male's name but when she looked at him in disapproval he cut off the growl. He nuzzled his face into the nape of her neck wanting to smell her needing scent again and just wanting to be as close to her as possible.
He did not scent her needing scent anymore but it was of no consequence considering the fact that she was so close to him. His, his mind purred. He agreed he agreed with it and let his own rumbling purr slip from his chest.
Everything was perfect for one beautiful but fleeting moment until he heard the door open and scented another male entering the room.