Mated To An Enemy Chapter 368 The Dream Had Changed

How long had it been?

She rembered seeing the braid in Roman’s hand. Then, hearing herself scream at the realization that he had taken it from Axel.

It was only a mont, a few seconds at most. But in those seconds her mind had lurched and scread and torn itself to pieces.

Where was Axel? What had happened to him? Was he still alive? Did Roman hurt him?

She saw the small boy in the hospital room, half his head covered in bandages. He looked so fragile then.

Was he lying in a hospital bed now? Did he have that sa vulnerable look in his eye? Was the pain written on his face?

Did he call out to her?

Then everything stopped.

When she woke again, she was here, sitting in this spot. Alone, in the darkness. With only one light shining down on her.

No secret bunker, ergency exit, not even the window showing her the life she wasn’t living.

Just Alice, alone in the dark.

There was no sense of ti, no sounds, or slls. She wasn’t even sure if she was still alive.

Perhaps the doll had finally died, maybe the fractures had finally lted her brain, and this was all that was left.

An eternity of empty darkness, all alone with only the all-consuming agony of loneliness as her companion.

Oh, and her mories. She finally had her mories, here, alone, in the emptiness.

Alice let out a soft sigh.

Maybe it was better before they found each other.

Before the muddled mory of a sweet scent had beco the man she longed for. Before the feel of his warm, rough skin pressed to hers beca a touch that soothed her. Before the sound of his voice beca a soft lullaby rocking her into a peaceful sleep, knowing she was safe by his side.

Before she understood what it ant to love and be loved.

Alice had longed for freedom for many years. Dread of escaping her life as a doll. But it was always a dream and never one she dared to pursue.

Not, until she found him again.

Not, until the dream had changed.

It wasn’t about freedom anymore; it wasn’t about ending the doll’s life.

It was about him, about seeing the smile on Axel’s face. About never letting him feel the deep loneliness that had haunted him most of his life. About soothing the hurt in his heart and giving him all the affection and love he deserved.

He was the only thing that mattered, the only part of her that had felt real.

There had been others that she had cared for or had taken care of. Children she helped, won she trained. She cared for them all, for a ti. But then, they were erased along with everything else.

But Axel was the only one that stayed. The only one that clung to the walls of her prison mind as tightly as she did. He was the one that had given her reason, hope, sothing to hold onto.

She wanted to see him smile again. The way he did when he made her laugh as children. Simple joy in making soone happy.

She was grateful for having had a chance to know him, to complete their bond, and share every second that they had together. Being held in his arms, listening to his voice, kissing his lips. Every single mont was burned into her soul.

A heavy weight fell in her stomach.

She was angry and resentful that their ti had only been a few days. Long enough to miss each other, too short to not feel cheated.

Alice gasped.

If she was dead… Axel would have felt it.

They had confird their bond. And from all that she knew about mated pairs, even with the suppressants she was forced to take each day, her death, the severing of that bond… he would have felt it.

He would have experienced her pain, and the end of her life.

Alice closed her eyes, pressing her head to her knees.

“I hope it was quick…” she whispered aloud.

She didn’t want to think of Axel writhing in pain as her body gave out. Knowing that she was dead. He was a strong man, but his heart was precious and fragile.

Alice let out an angry scream that was quickly swallowed by the impenetrable darkness surrounding her.

Her anger subsided as the worry in her heart grew.

But if he felt her loss, after having t Roman…

“Forget …” she pleaded in a pained whisper to the nothingness. “Please, forget .”

The last thing she wanted was Axel coming after Roman.

He was strong and capable. But Roman was cruel. Axel would never fight dirty or kill soone that was already injured. He would always try to do the right thing. But Roman didn’t care about those things. All he cared about was enjoying the chaos and bloodshed.

Alice kept her eyes closed as she silently prayed that Axel would forget her, that he would find soone else. Soone that would stay with him and keep that lopsided grin on his face for the rest of his hopefully long life.

As for herself, she wished for nothing.

She had long ago assud that she would end up trapped in the dark. But, after all these years of being afraid of it, what else could she do but accept that this was always her fate?

A soft, muffled sound reached her ears.

She sat up, looking out into the blackness but seeing no change.

The sound ca again. This ti she was sure it ca from behind her.

Alice stood and turned around.

Blackness, thick empty blackness.

She stared into it, looking, searching.

And then she laughed gently and scoffed.

Apparently, there was a tiny hope left in her heart.

She sighed and sat back down on the ground below her.

“Alice!!”

The voice scread around her, breaking the silence of the void. It was so loud that Alice covered her ears. Her heart began to race, and her breaths quickened.

“Alice!” a man called to her. “Wake up!”