Chapter 16: Kidnapped

Iris and i had been captured for days. At least three. There was a small window high up on the wall in the basement dungeon, whatever we were stuck in. That window was the only way that I could keep track of the days. Even so, I was starting to lose track with the small amount of food they give us day to day and the amount of times i had been shocked since day one. I wont even attempt to count how many times that has happened.

   I heard the heavy metal door slide against the floor again and looked over at Iris. The chains were having a huge affect on her. She is young so the silver would not only hurt her but make her so weak that all she can do is sleep. I figured that was best to let her sleep unless it was time to eat or if they were dragging us to the bathroom in the corner.

    "And here are my two favorite girls. Despite their dirty dog odor." The tattooed man who always comes in smiled creepily. 

    "Are you starting a collection of mutts, Chase?" The visitor questioned.

    "No No. Not quite. We're looking for the one that ran off a few days ago when we picked these two up. Fast little shit, let me tell you. Skills beyond his years. I've been wondering if there is a way to get him on our side. He could be extremely useful." Chase said thoughtfully.

    I scoffed under my breath. As if my son would ever work with them. He may be young but he is far too smart to fall for tricks.

    I gasped as shocks went through me again. It was only a few seconds but it felt like a solid minute. Chase stepped closer to me and the light hit his face. His friend stepped up next to him as well and they both kneeled to get a better look at me. A movement caught my eye but when i shifted to look around, I saw nothing. I looked back at the two men.

    "Is this the feisty one? The one you were saying gave all the lip?" The friend asked.

    "Oh yes. A soon to be Luna. Or, she would have been anyway. That one over there is from there too, both from the same original pack too." Chase explained. 

    He knew about my home pack. I looked him in the eye once again. It didn't make him nervous, but i wanted him to know i wanted to tear him apart.

    "What do you know about my old pack?" I asked.

    Chase snickered. Another movement and this time i caught it. The snake tattoo on Chase's arm slithered to the other side of his rm before settling back in it's original spot. My eyes zeroed in on the other man's lizard tattoo. I only had to wait a few moments before that tattoo started to move at the same time as the snake tattoo on Chase's arm. I swallowed past my shock and looked at Chase again.

    "You mean what DID i know about your pack? Heard there was a tragic incident about, what, a year and a half ago, Marcus?" Chase turned his head toward Marcus.