Hello again people of fanfiction! As promised, here is chapter 7. I would like to thank everyone again for being patient. And to the guest that have read the original book, don't worry. This story is based on Ms. Lindsey's book, but if you have actually read it, you would also notice the major differences this story has with the original book. Yes, I would like to stick with the real plot, but this story is also very different and will go another direction. That includes Christina and Ally's personalities and also Philip and Austin's personalities. It has the same concept, but I promise you, it's nothing like the book. You may spot some similarities right now, but just you wait. (;
This chapter is dedicated to my loyal readers. Oh and I guess to winkawinkamika. Love you, you dug.
Usual Disclaimer applies.
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Previously on the Captive Bride
Ally put the robe Austin stripped from her back on and laid down. Her thoughts were jumbled mess. So, Austin wouldn't rape her. How Ally wished that he was a man of his word, then she would not have to worry much when she plans for her escape. Several things bothered Ally to no end and some of them were what was he doing in this land and why did the tribe accept him as their own, even as their leader. She couldn't understand it and the questions lingered in her mind without answers. In her exhausted state and confused mind, Ally succumbed into deep sleep, hoping to have sweeter dreams than her current reality.
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Damn. Ally could be a bitch when she wanted to. Austin thought, cracking his neck to relieve some tension.
The girl was hard work. A slow grin crept up on Austin's face while he thought about how Ally was worth the trouble. She was a spitfire and something in him sparked and came back to life when he met her. It felt like she was a good contender in filling the missing piece in his heart. The blonde scoffed at his own thoughts.
No time to think such mushy thoughts, Austin. You've got more important things to deal with.
Late as it was, Austin left the tent to go visit the chief of the tribe, his father. He knew that his old man was waiting for him. Austin's father has been the tribe's chief for over 35 years. His father married his mother, a noble lady from England. Like him, his father also captured his mother. The only difference that they had was that his mother ended up falling in love with his father. His parents lived together for about 5 years, until his mother begged his father to let him and his brother get educated in England. The chief loved his wife so much that he let her go, but she promised him that their sons would come back and live with him when they are of age, if they chose to. That didn't stop his father and his mother's relationship, they would write letters back and forth, for their love knew no distance.
When he turned 21, his mother passed away, making Austin decide to live with his father. That was 6 years ago. In the span of 5 years, Austin lived with his father and the tribe, getting accustomed to his father's people. Austin loved the people and over time, he considered it his home. When his mother died, Austin inherited the Moon estate, but he left it under the care of his brother. Austin came back to England about a year ago to attend his brother's wedding. He didn't intend on staying in England for a long time, but then everything changed when Ally Dawson came into his life.
Austin followed Ally and her uncle to the dock and waited patiently for their ship to depart. After The Dawson's ship left, Austin boarded the following cargo ship. The cargo ship arrived a week earlier than the Dawson's ship. When he arrived, he contacted Trent and Nic, his 2 distant cousins from the tribe. Austin instructed them to meet him in Cairo and bring his horse, Dougie.
Austin's head was swirling with thoughts that he didn't realize that he had already arrived at his father's tent. As Austin entered his father's tent, he mentally prepared himself from the questions his father will surely direct his way about his "visitor."
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Mike Moon was sitting on his bed made of sheepskin for he still lived the traditional nomadic lifestyle. He lived in simplicity and his tent barely had any furniture. He would often make fun of his son, especially when Austin had brought his bed from England.
Austin scanned his father's room and saw how different it was from his. Compared to his room Austin's father's room almost seemed too bland. Mike Moon's room had a few rugs and about 2 vases and a lamp. Austin's gaze then landed on his father's form, a big smile present on the old man's face.
"Son!" Mike bellowed, his arms opening wide to welcome his son into a hug.
Austin smiled and waked into his father's arms. The two men hugged and greeted each other. They both missed each other's company and Mike was glad that his son had returned.
After they both greeted each other, Mike motioned for his son to sit next to him.
"I have been told that you have a brought a woman to the camp. Is she your woman, son?"
Austin nodded, he was prepared for his father's onslaught of questions. "Yes, father. I have captured her from England." Mike Moon smirked, his son was like him in many ways.
"At first, I asked her to marry me, like a gentleman, but she declined." Austin's father let out a loud laugh the moment his son has called himself a gentleman. Knowing his son, he had probably rudely asked her.
"But, I always get what I want father. I arranged for her uncle to be sent here in Cairo and like my plan, she had asked to come with him."
As Austin continued to tell his father the tale of how he had captured "his woman," Mike Moon couldn't help but ask if he planned on marrying the girl.
Austin scoffed and shook his head, "I had and will only ask her once and she declined. She will be mine but no marriage shall be involved."
Mike frowned, even if that was the way of his people, he felt sorry for the poor girl. He loved his wife and wanted his son to find a woman to love.
"My son, my time is almost up and I want you to find a woman who you will love. I also want some grand kids."
The younger Moon couldn't help but laugh at his father's suggestion. He knew that his father had learned to love when he captured his mother, but in Ally's case he's not too sure if she was ever capable of loving him. Making her want him was easy, but making her fall in love with him, he didn't know if it was possible.
"We shall see, father. Perhaps tomorrow I shall bring Ally here and introduce you to her. But, I have to go now father, don't want to keep Ally's other side of the bed cold."
The chief just shook his head at his son's mischievous ways. The father and son duo bid each other farewell and Austin left for his tent.
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Austin entered his tent and found a meal prepared for him. Trent's wife, Kira, most probably brought his meal. HE sat down and ate his meal as he mused about the girl that was sleeping on his bed.
Ally Dawson was an enigma. She was sweet and polite to her uncle and friends, but then she detested him. He knew that it was his own fault but he knew he just had to have her. There was something about her, aside from her physical beauty that drew him in. She had this aura that beckoned him to her. Not only was she feisty, but she was independent,despite growing up in rich family. Austin knew that Ally was a different girl, someone who would challenge him, and who was Austin Moon to deny a challenge?
Austin stood up and put away the dishes, he went straight to his bed and changed to more comfortable clothing. It was late and he was getting tired. He stood at the foot of his bed and stared at the sleeping girl on his bed. Her long eyelashes fanned her cheek and her pink lips were slightly parted. The woman he had captured was truly a beauty. He sat on his bed and caressed Ally's soft cheeks.
"You will learn to accept me and be with me forever, darling."
Sorry for the short chapter! I'm slowly trying to get back into the grind of writing. I'm kind of rusty.