Chapter 63
My senses start to come back to me and all I smell is that bitch. The feeling of dizziness overwhelms me. Opening my eyes I still see black so no light where I am. “hello anyone there?” I croak out my voice just over a whisper. Listening hard I hear breathing near me but no other sounds. Taking a deep breath trying to figure out where I am. That bitch Allie. Her smell is so strong here. This must have been her room. Oh well. Sitting up on the hard bed. My head spins as I move. Whatever he shot me with sucks. Note to self never be shot with that again. A bright light suddenly engulfs me as the door is swung open. Closing my eyes against the light. I hear someone being shoved to the ground. With an oomph. The door slammed shut and the clicking of the lock engaging.
“hello” I call out just over a whisper. Again nothing so is standing and attempt to walk over where I saw the door. Not making it far before a yanking on my neck flings me back on the bed. Reaching up to my neck I feel a small soft collar. What the hell. I grab ahold of it and yank but it won't break. What the hell the only thing I cant break with my hands is….. no no no please no not what I think it is. Taking my nail scrapped the soft fabric to create a hole. Instant burn as the silver touches my fingertips. Tears fill my eyes. I find my mate and he locks me up in that bitches room. What have I don’t to deserve this?
“oh stop crying Hannah it will do nothing.” a voice I know but I can't place right now. “like you know me bitch. You know nothing.” sneering at the voice thinking about William I know he will come to find me I am a pack member. At her huffing sound I had enough of his mouth “my alpha will come to find and recuse me . I am one of his favorite she-wolves.” that should shut her up. Or so I thought but her laughing has me growling out. “we both know William desires you, Hannah. He won't look for you. He has his mate you lost at trying to bed him for years what makes you think he will come for you. I know he would look for me once he finds out I a missing. The fact I am still here tells me he can't find here so suck it up princess this is our lives now.”
“Kim?” I ask in just over a whisper. “yes Hannah. How did they get you? You never leave the pack lands.” she's not wrong I like to stay close to William. My thought is the more I am around him the easier it is to break down his walls. Not that it worked he still choose that bitch. “what are you doing here?” is my reply she left the pack she doesn't have the right to know things about the pack. She huffs at my question but after a long silence, she finally answers. “I don’t know really. They pull me out of here beat me and tell me I will know later why this is happening. I don’t care about the beatings but there is one guy that seems to enjoy it a lot and keeps asking for alone time with me. I worry about the time his request is granted.” I can't see her but I can feel the shiver in the air. “where is here?” if she doesn't know why she is here maybe she knows where here is. “no clue. I stopped at a gas station to fill up when I felt a prick in my neck. Thought It was a bug bite til the world started spinning and this big guy came out of nowhere. He was all woo there you okay? Here let me help you sit down. I was stupid enough to let him. Then the world went black. Next thing I know I am chained to that bed. About four or five beatings ago they stopped chaining me to the bed. Saying the bitch will be back soon. The bed smelling strongly of the Luna I assume this is where she had been kept before will found her.”
The door burst open and my mate is filling the door frame-up. Looking around first at Kim who looks horrible he glares the says “up bitch Steven has a new role for you for a little while until your new owner gets here.” Kim gets up and goes to him no fight is left in her. He grabs her hair making her look up at him “what do you say?” he sneers at her “yes sir” she whispers out. He nods and shoves her out of the room. There is a click and soon light floods the room. Looking around I see a small sink with a dirty rag hanging on the faucet. A small child-size dresser with three drawers. Nothing on top. Looks old and used a lot. The drawers are all cracked. Half of the nobs are missing. Next to the dresser is a toddler-sized table and chair. Nothing on the bubble plastic surface. The cement floor is bare and looks cold. But it's the walls that have me feeling panic and fear. All around the room the walls have different hooks and chains in what look to be a different level of silver collars. Small bits of rust-brown spots cover everything. I don’t need to get close to know that it's dried blood and the reason this room still strong ley smells of that whore.
He clears his throat making me look over at him “what is your name mate?” his tone leaving no room for me to not answer. “Hannah brooks. What is yours?” “you don’t ask the questions here and I don’t like the name Hannah so I will change that later. Now how skilled are you at pleasing men?” at a loss for words how do I tell him I didn’t save myself cause that’s what he is asking. Lowering my head I answer him honestly “I am not a virgin. I have been with a few men.” he laughs making me snap my eyes to him. “so you not ready for me yet are you love. JASON.” who is Jason and why is he acting like he's upset I have not been with more men. What is going on here?
