Page 34 of Chosen
I walked away without doing any actual killing myself but I’m left with a nagging sensation in the back of my head.
Something isn’t right.
Chapter
Thirteen
JAMIE
For the first time since I’ve arrived in sector 10, a new feeling has entered the equation. Loneliness.
And I lay the blame firmly at the feet of Draken.
No.
I shake my head. The Sector Leader.
I’m not supposed to feel anything toward this man but when I woke up in bed, beneath the fur comforter, my body aching all over from his sexual domination. There’s a stickiness between my thighs and my core throbs as a reminder of what we’d done. My nipples are still tender from how aggressively he’d suckled them. And the worst part of the entire experience? I’d loved every second of it.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. My sister had mentioned something about the cross-referencing program that had given me the breeder designation. She mentioned something about matches over a certain percentage being so compatible with one another, there’s almost a mystical pull between the two people. I was convinced it was something she’d made up to justify willingly giving herself to asuperious.
I’d condemned Noah for doing exactly what I’d done.
Am I a traitor? How could I have fallen so easily in his arms and liked it? What if this one time with him was enough to impregnant me. How would it feel to carry his child? Even now my body misses his and I’m disgusted with myself.
No!
I refuse to give in to whatever this invisible pull I feel toward him is. At the end of the day, he’s still asuperious, a Sector Leader at that. I’ve heard about all the cruel things that go on in this Sector.
I’ve only been here for a week and experienced cruelty at the hands of my own people. Those two maids are homo sapiens like me, but they treat me like I’m less than dirty. Perhaps they hold some kind of privilege around here and the worse they are toward me it curries more favor. This kind of place can turn people against each other.
That’s the kind of place this is. But if I’m being honest with myself, this place is nowhere near as bad as my assignment as companion. I have my scars to remind me of that horror which I’ll never forget.
I push the covers off me and get out of bed and head to the bathing room. Taking a hot bath had been my one comfort since I arrived. I press the panel on the side of the sunken tub and watch the water pour from the openings at the bottom. I press another button to turn on the jets once the tub is filled halfway.
The water soothes my aching flesh as I ease myself into its depths and enjoy the feel of it against my skin.
I close my eyes but I’m immediately reminded of the Sector Leader, his perfect body, his hands on my skin and the way his beard felt between my thighs.
Fuck!
I had to stop thinking about that man.
I sink beneath the depths of the water and I’m hit by a sudden memory. Someone is pushing my head under and I fightto break free. The more I fight the more water fills my lungs. I can’t break the surface because that hand is too strong for me to break free from
I sit up abruptly, gasping for hair. So caught up in a moment I thought I’d suppressed, I nearly drowned.
Suddenly the bath is no longer a comfort to me and I press the button to release the water. I slide out of the tub and grab a towel that the maids had left for me.
After drying off, I wrap it around my body and head out to the bedroom. I freeze in my tracks when I see a woman with short brown hair. She’s wearing the same uniform Rhia and Sahra, a long sleeved, dark blue dress with a white collar.
There a smile resting on her lips as she bows to me. “I’ve bought you something to eat. Lord Draken thought you might be hungry.”
Her tone seems friendly enough. It lacks the hostility of Rhia and Sahra but she wasn’t overly friendly like Maggie.
“Umm, who are you?”
“I’m Willa. I’ll be serving you until you’re given permanent attendants. I’ve brought some fresh underwear, and some other items you can wear until you’ve been fitted properly for your wardrobe.”
