The Link That Binds
not have to worry about his old life reclaiming him to that misery and constant anemia.
    Thinking about it, he decided that even he, himself, might deserve a little happiness, but the closest he’d gotten lately was by getting banged by a fucking drug dealer on top of a bar, which had been great up until the point where the bastard drugged him right after he’d gotten his rocks off.
    Wow , his life really was peachy…
    Jace groaned as he fell back into his chair, defeated, and glared at the paperwork. Fuck it , he thought after a while as he hauled himself out of the chair; he was going to bed.
     
    * * * *
     
    Jace knew if he didn’t get out of bed soon he’d start getting bed sores, but he just couldn’t find it in himself to care. The thoughts of paperwork were long gone and all he cared about was getting in as many catnaps as he could.
    He’d been in bed for almost two days now and he pretty much ignored whoever dared to enter his room, even going so far as to snap at them when they did. He knew it wasn’t fair, but he kept getting grumpier by the minute and had developed a mind numbing headache that just wouldn’t leave him alone. Even Kett had stopped coming by.
    It wasn’t until Solomon came through the door and yanked the sheets off his half-naked ass that he really reacted.
    “Sol, what the FUCK, man?!” Jace hissed as he tried to grab the sheets, but his Sorena pulled them out of his grasp and almost dragged him on the floor with them.
    “I forbid you from continuing this pity-fest of yours,” Sol told him in an annoyed tone, telling him that he’d grown far too tired of Jace’s hiding-under-the-covers phase.
    “I’m not having a pity-fest, Sol,” Jace argued.
    “Oh, really?” His friend and leader snorted. “So not eating and not getting out of bed while snapping at every last one of us that comes into your room is just your normal response then? I hate to break it to you, Jace, but only the ladies get PMS.”
    “Oh, fuck you, Sol,” Jace muttered as he lay back down on the bed, ignoring the absence of the sheet.
    “If this Link is your mate, you shouldn’t ignore it,” Sol stated.
    Jace felt as if his eyes were going to pop out of his skull. “How the…?” he started.
    “Please, you reeked of the man when we first got you back and ever since, you’ve been looking more and more miserable. And if I’m not mistaken, you’ve started to develop a slight fever.” Sol told him as he made eye contact with him.
    Jace tried to deny it, but his body had started to slowly heat up, telling him he was about to go into heat. Still, even if Link was, for some messed up reason, his mate, “Doesn’t matter.” Jace sighed as he turned his back to Sol, really not wanting to have this conversation anymore or ever for that matter.
    “Of course, it does,” Sol insisted as he went around the bed to scowl at him.
    “Look, Sol… you just don’t…” Jace tried, searching for words.
    “Don’t get it?” Solomon cut him off. “What I don’t get is why you’re still sitting on your ass… well, hell, you’re not even doing that, you’re lying flat out. Now get off your ass and do something already.”
    “The guy locked me in a fucking cage!” Jace snapped.
    “So? The man is still your mate, your Keefe , you can’t just ignore that. Fate won’t allow it,” Sol reasoned.
    “I don’t want an evil mate, Sol. He is mean and cruel and works for vampires and I hope his dick grows boils and falls off,” Jace sulked as he buried his face in his pillow. “Besides, if I did go to see him, he’d probably just chuck me back in the cage so he can do his little experiments on me again.”
    “Then you kidnap the moron and lock him in the cage we’ve got stored down in the basement.” Sol said as if it was the most reasonable thing in the world.
    Looking back at his Sorena as if the tiger had gone deranged, Jace snorted. “I am not going to kidnap my own damn mate and I’m sure as hell not

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