GARFIELD MUST BE FOUND!Elena shot another glance at Marcus and dreaded his presence. She held Carl by the hands and they turned to leave the cave.“Elena?” Marcus called out to her and she turned almost immediately as if she had been expecting his call. “I have a plan that might interest you. I'm sure it would help to find your child and bring an end to Garfield's taunts.”Elena raised her brows, unable to believe what she just heard. She knew Marcus to be a man of his words but she was not yet certain if she could still trust him after all he had done to her in the past.“Trust me.” Marcus pleaded and gripped a hold of her hands, drawing close to her. His eyes and Elena's eyes locked and Elena nodded her head affirmatively as if she had seen something intriguing. She was moved by how innocent and convincing his face was, that she embraced him. “I'll give this a trial.”“You surely won't regret doing this.” Marcus assured her once again as they got locked in each other's arms. “I ha
"Just one more chore to do, one more and I can have breakfast in peace." Elena chanted the words like a mantra to herself. Her hands worked frantically as she scrubbed the tiled floors of her uncle's room. This was the last room to clean for the morning, before her cousins returned and made a mess of it. She worked with speed and efficiency, conditioned by years of doing house work. At this point, she hardly felt the harsh cleaning chemicals eating into her skin. She was used to it, too used to it.The sound of the door slamming open made her jump and rise to her feet instantly. Her uncle Elijah, stood in the doorway. Elijah was the alpha of the Ash pack. Elena could tell from just one glance that he was in a foul mood. That was bad, just this morning he had been in a good mood, he even smiled. What happened?! Even if she wasn't the cause of his bad mood he'd still take it out on her!She smiled, a gesture that betrayed the internal turmoil brewing inside her like a hurricane. "Good
Elena knew no peace after the kitchen incident. Elijah took every moment of the day to remind her that she was lying, disgusting thief. Elena went back and begged Malia to just tell her father the truth, say that oh it had been a mistake and she hadn't seen Elena take the food."Why would I do that?" Malia had sneered. She knocked Elena's hand off her. "You deserve to suffer for being the dent on this family. Aren't you even ashamed to call yourself a member of this family?"Malia wouldn't listen, wouldn't do anything. Elijah made Elena's life even worse. He seemingly manufactured chores out of nowhere to make her life worse than hell. He cut her food portions so she was working more but eating less. Elena wanted to cry her heart out to whoever would listen, but her heart was dry. She couldn't even find it in her to do anything other than smile, nod politely and recieve the insults and abuse dished out to her. Afterall, she believed that there was nothing she could do. She was abo
They arrived at the Lycanfrost pack at midnight. Elena was half asleep and was roused awake by the car screeching to a stop. "We have arrived." One of the men announced.They stepped out of the car, one of them holding the door open. Elena stared at the pack house out of the car window. It was huge. It looked like a medieval castle back draped against the starry night. The half moon gave light and made the castle look haunting. Some of the windows had light, further adding to the haunted look.She stepped out of the car and followed them quietly like a lamb to the slaughter. They walked up the front doors and into the house. They walked through the halls, it was mostly quiet. They got to a door and paused. One of the three men opened the door to reveal a sort of servants quarters. "You'll sleep here for the time being." One f the men said. "You will wake up by four am every morning and assemble. From there on you'll be told what to do."Elena nodded. "Thank you."She walked in and t
Elena curled up in a ball, crying her heart out. It was nearly two am in the morning, and she had just returned from her duties.She missed her home. She desperately wanted to go back to the Ash pack and be their slave forever. She missed Elijah, she even missed Malia and her tricks. If she could sell her soul to go back to her old life she would. Marcus was the devil himself. Her back felt like it had been lit on fire, fire that refused to die out. Every nerve in her body felt agitated and raw. Her head throbbed, her throat felt dry from the times she'd cried and cried and screamed with no one to hear her voice. She hugged herself as hard as she could, sobbing into her knees as quietly as she could because the last time Marcus heard her crying he burst into her room and gagged her for the rest of the night.It had only been three days, but it felt like forever.The rules were simple, very simple in fact one would believe that it was difficult to mess it up. The only problem was th
Elena ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but she found that she was losing strength quickly. Her mouth hung open and heavy hot breaths escaped her lips. She could feel a burning in her lungs, her steps were starting to slow very gradually. The cold night wind crashing into her made her realize that she was still naked. She cursed her ignorance silently, wondering why she didn't grab her clothes before she ran away. With bitterness she remembered what happened before she ran.Marcus took advantage of her.She skidded to a stop, leaning on a tree trunk. She drew in large gulps of air, trying to calm her racing heart and burning lungs. She was cold but beads of sweat tricked down her forehead and back. She discovered that she was trembling, but she wasn't sure if it was from fear, excitement or a mix of both.She shivered and hugged herself tighter. She had put quite a bit of distance between her and the pack house, now she wondered how she was going to survive.She didn't even ha
Elena hugged herself her skinny arms barely providing the comfort she sought. She curled up into a fetal position, a shiver running through her body every two seconds. Her eyes fluttered, unable to stay focused, her vision seemed to adopt a state of permanent blurriness. She was drifting in and out of consciousness, staying awake was proving to be a major problem. The cold jagged concrete floor of the cell cut into her skin and made sleeping very uncomfortable.She was still naked.Her wounds had stopped bleeding but they still hurt. The smell in the tiny cell was very strong, it smelled of mold and decay and death, her nose was overwhelmed and had lost its ability a while ago. She brought her hands up to her face, her fingers were dirty and turning blue. She dropped them to the floor, utterly defeated. Her eyes slowly came to a focus on the metal that caged her in. If only she had her strength as a full wolf, breaking those bars would be nothing. She could tell, this prison was built
Nina had said that there was a small door, was she mistake?Elena frantically ran her hand over the wall. About to go full blown panic mode, her finger tips brushed against what felt like wood in the wall. She pushed it hard and a small door was revealed. She wasted no time crawling into it.She drank some of the water and ate the bread Nina had given her. Water had never tasted so good to her before. The tunnel stretched on. Nina crawled as fast as she could. She came out in the forest. Without wasting time, she began to run. She had no idea where she was going, but she ran. She didn't know how strength filled her, but it was there.After hours of running, she arrived at a pack house. Immediately, a group of people rushed out and met her. She went down on her knees and raised her hands up to show surrender."Who are you?" One of the people asked harshly"Who sent you?!" Another one asked."N-no one!" She screamed. "I'm running for my life!""Which pack are you from?""Ash pack!"The