h4Chapter 818: 818-Poisoned His Mind/h4

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    "I’m not eating this food," I repeated myself, and he shook his head like he was already tired of me, even though I had every right toin and be grumpy. He fucking kidnapped me.

    "Don’t worry, Hnie. I haven’t poisoned the food. This is the smallest thing, and it’s not what we have nned for you," he said, smirking.

    "Then what did you n for me?" I asked, my heart pounding so loud I could hear it in my temples. Him sitting across from me looked just like my mate, which made it hard to stay angry while worrying about myself. And I knew he was her hypnotism so I couldn’t be fully angry with him as well.

    "Tell me, what are you going to do to me?" I pressed, once he stared at me for too long.

    He smirked. "What needs to be done to finally kill the evil."

    Hearing him call me that cut deep. I swallowed back tears and looked around the ce.

    "Where are we?" I asked, trying to get familiar with the environment.

    "You are at a cabin," he answered. Honestly, I hadn’t expected him to reply.

    "And where is this cabin?" I pushed, nervously fidgeting with my fingers, wondering if the food was really safe. Because suddenly, I was so fucking hungry.

    "You don’t need to know. Just fucking finish your food, or I’ll take it away," he hissed, standing up and walking off.

    I stared after him, then at the food. I must have zoned out because I didn’t realize when he came up behind me and suddenly grabbed my burrito wrap. I jumped, pulling back on the sofa, but he bit into it, then another bite, before setting it back. He went around tasting all the other food items in the same raw, aggressive way. Then he straightened, still chewing the food.

    "It is safe," he said before walking away.

    He was so aggressive. All he had to do was tell me and then take a bite, but of course, he didn’t think I was Hnie. In his mind, he was treating Kesha this way. But why keep me alive? He could just kill me now. That meant Kesha was nning something worse.

    I stared at the food, then grabbed the wrap. I ate even though I didn’t want to, just shoving it down because I was hungry. At the same time, I kept my eyes on Kaye. He looked anxious, something open in front of him. I leaned up slightly to see. It was a map.

    Why the hell did he have a map? I realized he was either near Arthendel or in a ce he didn’t recognize. That meant we were far from our roguemunity. And that was terrifying because if we were near that area, my mates might have found me. They knew it inside out. So did I.

    I watched Kaye bend over the table, hands gripping the map as he shook his head. Then he grabbed a pen and started scribbling again and again.

    "Ye! What is the matter with you? Why are you fucking confusing me?" Kaye shouted suddenly.

    That was strange. I knew he was speaking to his wolf, but he didn’t have to yell out loud. Maybe it was the hypnotism, making him lose control of his body like this. But what was Ye telling him? Was Ye under hypnotism too? He must be. I remembered how hostile he used to be toward me.

    I stayed quiet, just watching him, not daring to intervene.

    I watched Kaye close his eyes and clench his jaw, like he was listening to Ye respond.

    "You don’t even remember the path to our roguemunity. Come on, Ye, you’re better than this."

    As soon as Kaye hissed those words, I realized what the conflict was about. Kaye couldn’t find a way back home. That was weird and creepy at the same time.

    "I don’t care, you need to figure this shit out and stop fucking confusing me if you don’t know anything," Kaye grunted.

    I desperately wanted to know why Ye couldn’t remember the roguemunity. Was he the one who realized that if I went back, I might find help? Was he more hypnotized than Kaye? And was Kaye unconsciously trying to take me back home so someone would help us? There was so much going on, I didn’t even know which side to pick.

    Suddenly, Kaye lifted his head and caught me staring. I almost jumped in my seat and quickly looked away.

    "If you think you can figure out what we are nning, you’re wrong," he said loudly, making me close my eyes and nod.

    "I know. It seems like none of us really know each other," I murmured, trying to sound emotional, but I noticed him chuckling.

    "These things aren’t gonna work on me, Kesha. You’re not Hnie, whose words would impress me, making me run around her like a lost puppy."

    The more he reminded me who he saw me as, the more it hurt. He kept showing me how much he loved Hnie and what he’d do for her. I didn’t know whether to be proud of him or terrified, watching him carry that devotion to his other fated mate.

    "So just because Hnie wants me dead, you want to kill me, right?" I asked.

    He wagged his finger.

    "Not just because she wants you dead, but because you’ve been trying to kill her baby. You’re a bad person, Kesha. You killed someone just to feel a mate bond with me. And that made me believe you don’t deserve a chance. So no, I’m notmitting a crime by killing you. I am thew in the roguemunity. I’m killing a criminal," he said, sounding so convinced he was on the right path.

    But it scared me. It seemed like Kesha had dumped all her me on me to make me look bad. In her n, I was Kesha.

    "Who did I kill?" I whispered.

    It was never easy to figure out what these women were truly capable of.

    In a slow tone, he said, "You don’t remember your mother?"

    My jaw dropped at his words.