Enemy Mate

Chapter 9

Charlotte Midnight's POV

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" I yelled as I punched his back. My head was beginning to spin as I had been upside down for a long period of time. Ayden had slung me over his shoulder so my head was facing his back when we were at the house, then he carried me all the way to the pack prison.

"I can Charlotte, and I will. Just be grateful you are my mate otherwise I would have killed you for running from the pack, not to mention this is the second time you ran," He laughed sinisterly as he attempted to open the pack prison door with only one hand since the other was holding me down.

"Just kill me now! I don't even want to be here," I snapped at him. I stopped hitting his back and let my arms hang.

He growled ferociously. He stopped unlocking the door and gripped my hips tightly, not enough to be painful but tight enough to cause irritation. He pulled me down off his shoulder and looked down at me, gazing into my eyes.

"I would never," he said softly as his eyes soften. I expected him to yell at me, this is completely out of the ordinary, "I love you Charlotte, there, I said it, I love you and I don't think I could live without you."

I gasped slightly as butterflies exploded in my stomach.

My wolf howled with joy, **Did you hear that Charlie?** she questioned **Our mate loves us!**

I ignored Aria as I was too swept up in my thoughts.

Ayden loves me? Love. It's a strong word, just like its antonym. Do I love Ayden?

"If you love me, why are you doing this?"

How could he possible expect me to retort it when he is locking me up in a Prison.

"Because you need to be punished, come on," he replied. He looks slightly angry again, possibly because I didn't tell him I love him, but it is obvious he is trying to mask his anger.

Either when we were talking or when I was thinking things over, he managed to unlock the door because when I looked at it, it was open. He gripped my forearm and pulled my inside. He slammed the door shut loudly and dragged me down the stairs before opening the other door.

His grip released from my arm and his hand moved to the small of my back as he pushed me through the familiar hallway. The wolves in the cells all turned to look at us, some of them smirking, some glaring but most were giving me sympathetic smiles.

We got near to the end of the prison when Ayden shoved me into a cell that already had an open door. He shut the barred door and locked it. I turned around to face Ayden and put my hands on the bars and looked at Ayden through the bars.

"Where's Austin?" I asked. Before Ayden could answer, I heard a manly scream of pain coming from the room Austin was in. Ayden looked at me and smirked. That fucking bastard.

"Please tell them to stop," I pleaded. Ayden just shook his head and laughed, "it wasn't Austin's fault though! I persuaded him to run away, I should be the one in there not me!" I exclaimed.

"Does it look like I care," Ayden smirked and turned to walk away.

"I hate you Ayden," I yelled which caught his attention, he stopped walking but he didn't turn around, "I hate you and I mean it! I could never love someone like you," I spat. He growled lowly but just continued to walk away.

I pushed myself away from the bars and sat on the end of the bottom bunk bed in the cell. That's pretty much the only thing in this cell. Its fitted out with one bunk bed pushed against the brick wall and on the other side it has a rusted, metal sink and matching toilet. No privacy what-so-ever.