Chapter 21 - Meeting My Mate Again

Marina

I turn into Medusa with hissing snakes for hair when a guard takes me to the dungeons. He hangs my birdcage in the middle of a dark room, right in front of another prisoner.

"You..."

My eyes turn vicious as I glare at the person tied up in the birdcage in front of mine.

Long blonde hair falls down on the floor, and his head jerks up, revealing a pair of broken blue eyes. My mood immediately turns sour.

John.

"Marina?" John's voice is weak. He barely possesses enough power to keep himself sitting on his knees. Bruises cover his skin, and his muscles look less swollen from a lack of protein. I almost pity him.

"Yes, John," My bitterness mixes with anger when I feel that familiar pull between us, that humming in the air. I no longer want him, but the mate-bond is trying to force me into loving him. I hate it.

John awkwardly laughs, clearly nervous about speaking with the mate he left for another girl.

"How have you b