The Wannabe Warrior
Chapter 163

Madison POV

Zane and I are in the bathroom, having a sexy moment.

I loved that he joined the role-play and we were enjoying our imaginary s*x time in the shower. Knowing what the shower is like in the Deep Earth people’s rooms, he would need a better imagination than I do, if he had to go into the shower to play.

Then, I heard the lock on the door click, and had to stop what I was doing, and I put shampoo on my head and massaged it in, then placed my head under the water and started to rinse the shampoo out of my hair.

I felt someone enter the bathroom. I took a small sniff in the air and almost growled when I realised it was Jacob.

He must be standing in the doorway watching me shower and there was nothing I could do about it. That man was taking too many liberties, and there is nothing I can do about it, yet..

I pulled my head back out from under the water and turned my back to him and let the water wash off the soap from my body. I completed my shower and turned off the water. As I did that, I noticed the scent of Jacob was reduced, so he must have gone back into my room to wait for me to come out of the bathroom.

I guess he thought I would not know that he had been watching me, and though I had just had a shower, I felt dirty and violated by his intrusion into my shower time, and although I am a prisoner and have little power over their actions, I did not appreciate him watching me like that, and then grateful he did not try to join me in the shower, he would have had some sore balls if he had.

Getting dressed into the PJ’s they had left me to wear, which did not cover enough of my body, I put the robe around me and a towel over my head and walked out of the bathroom, leaving the bathroom light on, and rubbing my hair to dry it.

When I took the towel away from my head, and looked up, I gave a pretend scream at seeing Jacob sitting on my bed, waiting for my return.

The scream must have seemed real because Jacob flinched at my reaction and a fleeting look of sadness flashed across his face for some reason.

‘Sorry, Madison, I did not mean to scare you.’ Jacob said, as his face reddened and had an amused smile on his face, that made me feel like I needed to turn around and climb back into the shower.

‘It is your home after all and I am your prisoner. I guess I should have known you could show up, whenever you feel like it.’ I replied in a defeated tone that I did not feel, I felt angrier than defeated.

‘Oh, don’t be like that, this is your home too, now.’ He responds quickly and stands and approaches me with quick steps.

I looked at him, waiting to see what he was going to do. It took everything in me not to take a step back away from him and to stop my wolf from coming out and attacking him for daring to think he could do what he liked with us.

‘Sit, let me do your hair.’ Jacob pulls the chair out from before the dressing table and urges me to take the seat.

‘Oh, you do not need to do that, I am fine brushing it myself, I am a big girl now.’ I said, trying to hide the way I really felt about him touching me, which was that I had felt creeped out by his wanting to touch me, I was a mated female and he had no right to be touching me .

‘Please, let me brush your hair.’ He said it like a request, but it came out more of a demand, and I felt I had no choice but to let him brush my hair. I sighed and took the seat he offered and let the towel fall off my shoulders and onto the floor beside me. I was feeling rather conflicted and my wolf was pacing in my head wanting to be let, and give his neck the feel of her sharp teeth..

I am now seated facing him on the chair and waiting for him to make his move.

Jacob picked up the towel and put it on my head and started to massage my head. Strong fingers rubbed my scalp and, though I did not want to enjoy it, the head massage was really good. I did not allow myself to show any emotion as he moved around my head.

I heard the door open and I could smell Gladys had entered the room. She stopped a few steps in from the door and I guess she was watching what Jacob was doing, but said nothing for a little while, and I was getting more and more creeped out. The hairs on my arms were standing up on ends as I waited to replace out what mother and son were up to.

Jacob did not stop massaging my head and I had little I could do, while he had my head in his hands.

‘Jacob, when you have finished with Madison’s hair, can you come to my office please.’ Gladys’s request was soft, almost a whisper, but the tone was an order and harsh.

I felt rather than see. Jacob nodded his head, but he did not stop rubbing my head.

Once he was satisfied my hair was dry enough, he removed the towel and turned the chair around, so my back was to him and he leaned over and grabbed the brush, then started to brush my hair, gently starting at the bottom of my long hair and slowly worked his way up, till he was doing long slow strokes through my hair, his face was full of concentration, and surprisingly, contentment, he was getting pleasure from brushing my hair, the way he was doing my hair, told me he had done this before, and I wondered who he his mistress was, or maybe a chosen mate, and I hoped he would mate with them soon and he would then leave me alone.

‘Oh, don’t be like that, this is your home too, now.’ He responds quickly and stands and approaches me with quick steps.

He plaited my hair for the night and then sighed.

‘Sorry, I cannot give you more time, mother is requesting me to meet her in the office, so if you would excuse me, I need to go.’ He was polite and sounded genuinely sad to be leaving me and not spending more time with me.

He leant forward and tilted my head back to give me a k**s on my forehead and turned and left the room.

I sat there confused. Was he playing at?

I got up and closed the bathroom door and left the light on. I looked at the bottom of the door and couldn’t see the light shining under the door, so I hoped that it would not be noticed.

Standing at the window, I looked out, the sun was setting, and I stood there, and watched it slowly set. Once set, I saw the reflection of the camera showing its lovely red light come on, so I didn’t move, just stood looking out the window, waiting to see if they came to get me to shut off the lights.

Eventually, I crawled onto my bed and lay on my side, and looked out the window. Not long after I had climbed into bed, the red light went out and they did not come to make me turn the lights off.

I sighed with relief and hoped what I had done was enough.

Sometime during the night, Ezekiel mind-links me.

‘The men said they could see two lights on the second floor. Was that you?’

‘Yes, bathroom to my left to their right, let me go turn them off, just to make sure they are looking at the same lights.’

I walked to the bathroom and switched the light off, then did the same for the bedroom.

‘Ezekiel, I have turned them both off, did it work?’ I asked hopefully.

‘Perfect, they know which rooms you are in, hold tight, we are working on your release. Good night.’ Ezekiel closed the link and I fell back to sleep, and I was feeling a lot better knowing they now knew where I was and help was on the way.