Four

Ferrah-

The room is a clean bright inviting room with a wall of windows and the other painted in a deep gray that you would think over barring and uninviting but its not. A vanity with a large mirror lined with bulbs sits to one side of double doors and a long entertainment stand sits along the wall directly in front on the bed with a large flat screen tv sitting on top. The bed I’m sitting on is surrounded by a white sheer tool acting as a canopy and the soft warm blankets a fluffy and gray like the walls with white sheets and huge pillows.

A knock sound at the door and I quickly rush off the bed and stand by it to make it. The door opens and in walk the man who brought me here and a young women with bright blue hair and a tray in her hand.

“Lune please you don’t have to do that” the guy says “Please get back in the bed, my mom said you needed rest and food so” he points to the girl with a shrug.

“Ferrah” I say not wanting to be called luna when I don’t deserve the title “Please just call me Ferrah”

“Ferrah, I’m Hannah this dumbasses sister and the smartest out of the siblings” she interduces making me almost want to laugh at her wit and joking nature. “Please get back in the bed and make yourself comfortable, and eat as much of this as you can or ill have to hear it from Carter” she rolls her eyes and hand the tray to the man then walks over to the bed and pulls back the covers and waits for me to slide back onto the bed before covering me back up.

She takes the tray from the man I’m assuming is carter and places it on my lap. Theres a plate with bacon eggs and two pancakes with butter and syrup in a small dish off to one side and a glass of orange juice. My mouth waters at the sight of the food and I should be embarrassed at how fast I started to stuff in all down but I’m not because its been forever since I’ve been able to actually enjoy real freshly cooked food.

“Slow down Ferrah or you’ll make yourself sick” Hannah says softly touching my arm. “When your done Quinn will take you to see Carter” she gives me a small smile and walks out of the room leaving the man I thought was Carter but now know is named Quinn behind.

He walks over to the recliner in the corner of the room, takes out his phone and starts messing around on it. Finishing my food I push the tray away and get off the bed. Glancing back and forth between the two door on the right side of the room I’m unsure of which is the bathroom. “The one on the left” Quinn says not looking up from his phone.

Entering the door he said I’m meet with a clean bright white bathroom with a huge spa like shower and tub I  can hopefully use because its large and deep with a window like the one in the room that over looks the surrounding forest with a shimmering lake in the distance. Dowing my business I wash my hands, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror I gasp.

My eyes are black and blue with some of the cuts and bruises along my face neck and shoulders surrounded by an ugly green and yellow hue. My mismatched eyes stare back at me in the mirror taking in the horrible appearance of my skin. A sob claws its way out of my throat then I do something so unexpected Quinn breaks the door down to stop dead in his tracks once inside.

I scream, I scream so loud that the mirror cracks and I cry as I scream letting all my emotions out with the force of it. I scream for the pain I feel and the pain I witness as the women of my pack called out to me as they were taken from this world. I screamed until my lungs felt like they would explode from the force of me rushing the air out of them with such force my ears rang and my throat feat sore.

Collapsing to the floor as I continue to forcefully cry I’m brought into the warm arms of someone and the intoxicating scent of spice and warn vanilla. “Shhh baby I’ve got you” comes a alluringly soft gruff voice that instantly starts to calm my raging cries and pleas for forgiveness that slip past my lips as I think of my pack, my father and brothers and myself.

Once I’ve calmed down enough I’m shuffled back still wrapped in the warm arms of who I’m assuming is my mate and we stay silent in the bathroom on the marble floor. “This might be a terrible time for this but” he pauses voice still low “I’m Carter” I slightly smile and lowly giggle.

“Ferrah” I answer back. “Lets get you back to bed, yeah” he says into my messy hair then I feel him press a kiss to the top of my hair.

He picks me up off the floor and carries me back to the room and lays me on the bed but doesn’t leave my side. He climes on the bed next to me and pulls the blanks over us and I tense. “I’m going to stay with you until you fall asleep then ill leave” he whispers next to me, not to close to be touching me but close enough to give me reassuring that he’s not going to do something.

After a few slow blinks my eyes close but not until I find my hand slipping into his under the covers.