When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 15

Artemisia

I dress myself quickly into a sundress before sprinting after them. I follow my mate’s voice that booms through the mansion as his brothers are carrying him into the main mansion and downstairs.

Pushing through the crowd that forms on the stairs and in the halls to watch the spectacle, I reach the ground floor without catching up with them.

As I stand in front of a heavy steel door that has been left ajar, I feel goosebumps rising on my skin.

The Dungeon.

Gulping, I start descending the stone staircase that leads down to the cold underground in a spiral form.

The steel door seems to have been the portal to another dimension. Because as I’m enveloped by the cold radiating off the bare walls, I walk through a place that in comparison with the mansion built above it is depressing.

But I guess that fits the purpose of the place.

Instead of shiny chandeliers and the expensive, dark-hued interiors matching the gray walls, I find myself surrounded by cells with silver bars.

At the end of a passage leading in between the cells, I find my mates and Cayden with their backs turned to me.

“You can’t keep me from seeing my mate!” Fynn roars as he paces back and forth behind the already closed cell door.

“Don’t have me tie you to the wall, Finnegan,” Cayden says calmly, as I watch them from a secure distance.

But my scent must be blowing my cover as Matthew turns to look at me from time to time while the others seem to ignore me purposely.

Maybe to avoid provoking Fynn.

“Her wolf still isn’t talking to me! Why is she keeping her away from me?” Fynn growls, making my breath hitch in my throat.

“You have to leave her alone. Let her get used to us first. You will just get her to want to get away from us like this.” Logan turns around, ignoring his brother’s raging reaction to his words.

I stand out of his way even if he would have enough space to walk past me and crouch down as if I was about to get caught doing something naughty.

As soon as he passes me, he grabs my arm casually, pulling me back to my feet. “Acting like a total moron.”

His whisper just adds to the shivers the sparks resulting from his touch sends through me.

Oh, Goddess.

He doesn’t stop a single time as he drags me through the dungeon and up the spiral stairs.

“Logan?” I ask shyly as he kicks the door open to a room not far away from the dungeon’s entrance, pushing me into it.

He closes the door behind him, and I have barely regained my balance as he grabs my arm again. Pulling me close, he snarls, “Why isn’t your wolf reaching out to any of us? Is there a reason why she ignores us?”

“N-No. She is just trying to cope with everything. Like I am.” The silver and blue flecks reappear, signaling me he isn’t the only one interested in my answer to this.

“The bond should be stronger than any insecurities for a mate.” His disparaging voice paired with his angered expression make me want to crawl straight back into bed. “Tell her to at least respond. It’s basic respect, right? She will surely listen to you.”

Shaking my head, I fear having him bite my head off. “No, she won’t listen to me.”