Break your spirit

He threw me on the floor, not caring where or how I landed.

A grunt escaped my lips as my body made impact with the floor. “Fuck” I cried, trying to stay calm.

“You play cruel jokes!” He screamed into the sky, pacing up and down the room. “Sick jokes you hear me?!!” He called, looking at the sky before punching the wall opposite him, frightening me a bit.

I looked around, this surely did not look anything like a place someone lived in.

Light barely entered the room, leaving the room almost completely dark. The floor was dusty, looking nothing like someone lived here.

“Get up” he said as he stopped his pacing, coming to stand where I struggled to sit up straight.

I tried my best to stand but all I could do was hiss from the pain that attacked my senses as I moved.

“I said fucking stand!!!” He yelled at me, kicking my hands, making me lose my balance.

Soon, I was face first to the floor, closer than one could possibly imagine. “You should fucking listen to me!!!” He all but screamed at me.

“Then maybe” I gasped, trying not to pass out from exhaustion. “…maybe you should at least help me up then” I said, trying my best to conserve a bit of energy so that I could look up at him.

He continued his pacing, tugging at his hair every other minute.

“You will sleep here tonight” he said once he was done with his pacing. “Don’t even bother escaping, I have no strength to a chase and I would not be merciful”

With that, he stormed off, leaving me to my own fate “you cruel bitch” I muttered, letting the pain finally drown me out when I was sure that he was completely gone.

**

“What do you mean accept her!” someone hissed, making my eyes snap open. There, a young lady stood, looking like she was ready to tear off someone’s head while the guy, my mate stood there, and looking unbothered with her tantrums.

Instead he walked off, not even bothering to look at me or even the woman he was supposedly speaking with earlier.

“Darius!!! You don’t fucking walk away when I am speaking!” She screeched, following behind him, more like a lost puppy than anything else.

The door slammed firmly behind him, leaving just the two of us in the room.

She turned me, looking at me with so much hate “are you fucking happy?” She snarled, looking at me with anger, then irritation.

“You should know I am not the cause of your failing relationship, from what I saw, it looks like you already...” she did not let me speak, kicking me in the rib, Just enough for me to crouch over in pain.

I bit my tongue, an attempt to keep the pain to myself but it just came off as a grunt.

“I see you have a bit of mouth on you, let’s see if you still have it after three days” she said, looking at me as though she had unlocked the secret to something before walking out, leaving me in the dark room.

..

Time seemed to escape me as I laid on the floor, the sound of my stomach rumbling as I swallowed. “Fuck” I muttered to myself, looking everywhere for something to eat. As if on cue, the door slid open, revealing Darius he looked as though he did not care about me and honestly, I could sense that he did not in fact give a shit and the only reason I was still alive was because I was his mate.

“Dinner” he said, throwing the plate at me, causing the food to scatter everywhere. I looked up at him.

“Fucker” I muttered but he heard because the next second, he turned sharply towards me, his eyes blazing.

“Very uncultured” he said more to himself than anything.

“Just like you huh?” I responded. For some reason, that response seemed to trigger him because in the next minute, his hands were on my throat, grabbing tightly as though he was ready to squeeze the life out of me.

“Say that again… I dare you” he growled, his talons coming out, digging into my flesh as we spoke

I opened my mouth, sounds refusing to come out as my air way was cut off.

“Now.,” he said, his voice coming out in a whisper. “I don’t think you understand, but I will make it very clear for you” he said, his hands growing tighter around my neck. “The only reason you are alive, is because only the true mate of a dragon can carry the seeds of one. That is the only thing you are here for, it’s the only thing you are good for anyways” he said, tossing me to the side like I was a piece of trash.

I was human, I never believed in the concept of love, or a mate. But somehow, telling me that the only thing I was good for was giving birth did things to me that I did not even know was possible, or that I cared about

“What more do you want from me?” I said, using every last bit of strength to look at him. “You’ve taken my family away from me, is that not enough?” I said, fighting the tears that gathered in my eyes.

“I guess we are in the same boat then” he said, about to walk out.

“You can at least give me the decency to escape, just like I did to you all those years ago.” I drawled out, finding it almost impossible to still be awake, but doing it anyways.

He looked at me for a minute before he broke into laughter before he took my hands in between his thumb and index finger

“I watched you, drive that knife into my brothers’ chest. Not even having any sense of remorse as you did it. You might not have killed me physically, but you broke my spirit and I assure you” he said, coming so close to me that our lips were touching but not quite.

“I will break more than just your spirit, that you would wish you killed me that day…. Mate” he spat the last part out. Shocking me to my core…