Chapter 4

It has been hours since I seen or heard anyone. Only because of the light that shines in through the window, I can guess that it’s no longer day. Considering it is Summer, I would think it is around midnight. Wiping my tears away I jump back onto the Metal frame to try for another glimpse of outside. Suddenly I can hear some movement outside and a rattling chime of keys that are coming closer. I quickly jump down and sit myself back in the corner where I was before.

The Door is now being unlocked and my three imprisoners are back. The one they call Rowan is at the front with a pair of chains in his hands while the slim tall guy is holding up a light.

“Don’t be stupid now, the Alpha wants to see you. He is in a good mood as he just had a bit of fun and some drinks after he had been to a meeting. So, this might go in your favour.” He makes a step towards me in a bid to put on the chains. My wolf wants me to fight but if I now show them how strong I am they might overwhelm me as I can’t be sure I would be able to take three at once.

Grinding my teeth, I let them take me to Main Pack House. Rowan takes the lead into a big Room and its décor makes it look dark. Lots or dark red and black is used with some assets in gold. A big throne Chair is placed at the end of the room on a small pedestal.

Way to make yourself more important than what you are… jumps through my mind but I need to stay calm now. A Door behind the chair opens and a big husky Man is walking towards the chair, he is quite old with a beer belly and the smell of alcohol makes me want to be sick. I can just about stop myself heaving in disgust. He looks very unkept with long hair that I am sure has not seen a brush in months never mind shampoo. I am sure he must have seen my expression as he came in as he waves us now closer. I really don’t want to get any closer to him at all. Not sure how I am meant to keep a straight face but once again the door opens, and my face softens looking to the side wondering who else will join this summoning. Another Man just walks in and stops for a split second as he looks at me. He is the complete opposite of the Alpha that is sitting in front of us. He is tall not a single strand of his dark hair is out of line and he looks at me with a small smile. His scent is welcoming and sweet, it is that strong it overpowers the alcohol stench from the so-called Alpha. There is some kind of power aura that radiates around him, it fills me with strength and hope.

“Rowan.” He prompts as I stopped walking. A quick nudge with an elbow from behind pushes me forward, much to his amusement. I hiss in response, how dare he push me, no one has ever dared to do this before.

“Feisty. Did she speak yet? Do we know who she is? She has a pack smell on her, but I can’t say I have smelled it before.” The alpha leans forward scanning me.

“Not yet Alpha Faron. She has not spoken a word. We can’t quite tell where she is from, we had no word from the Packs around us either, no one has gone missing. It’s a bit of a mystery where she came from and she left no tracks we could track back.” Rowan answers with a slight tremble in his voice.

“So, child will you speak to me now telling me where you are from?” The Alpha looks at me and I start to feel uneasy as his voice sounds very intimidating. Head held high but my mouth is firmly shut. If they don’t know where I am from, they can’t hurt the ones I love. For Zain it is best he never finds out that I am someone’s prisoner. I am sure the Name Alpha Faron rings a bell too; it just doesn’t quite jump my mind just yet.

My eyes wander to the interesting stranger who to this point hasn’t said a word nor has he been acknowledged. Ever so slightly he nods at me in agreement and it has me puzzled.

“So not willing to talk, no? Rowan you know what to do, she will speak one way or another, I am sure you got your way around it; I want no scars though as she is quite pretty.” Alpha Faron laughs out loud as he waves us away with his hand. He just grabs for another drink. Rowan and his little crew pull me away. The mysterious stranger is stood next to Alpha Faron whispering something as I am pulled out of the door.

Thrown back into the small cottage like they did before but this time they don’t remove the Chains on my hands. The door locks shut behind me. I hear them talk but I can’t quite make out what they are saying as they are walking off.

I am tired but that manky and smelling metal bed is not an option. I lean back in the corner where I sat before. Pulling my knees up and wrapping my arms around them as my head drops onto my knees.  

Is this what I had in mind when I ran away? Every day, for years, I have dreamt of being free. This is the opposite. I need to be brave now first chance I get I need to get out of here. My thoughts drift again to the mysterious guy next to the Alpha. Who on earth is he, why did he smile at me and why did he nod at me? The power that was radiating off him, never felt anything like it. I wonder what he was saying to the Alpha when we left too. When the trio was pulling me away from this throne room my legs were feeling like jelly. Just like how I felt when I decided I was going to leave my Pack as if something is draining my energy out of me, I can’t quite describe it.

I listen to the noises of the night… the lullaby to serenade me to sleep.

Roughly awoken by the sound of someone unlocking the Door once again. Resorting to pull myself back together in my corner as I must have rolled over as I fell asleep. It isn’t the most comfortable trying to sleep or even sit with your hands still cuffed together. I listen out for any more noise but currently all I can hear is Birds chirping, light shining on the floor, so it is day again.

The door is being knocked open with the Trio closing the door behind them. Rowan places a simple wooden chair in the middle of the room. He rubs his hands as I watch with a frown.

“So young Lady, I think we really need to start talking now. Simple because if you don’t, I will have to do things we both might regret later.” Rowan takes a step towards me.

“I am sure you might regret things if you touch me!” My wolf cries out in my head.

Rowan and the slightly shorter guy each grab onto one of my arms dragging me to the middle of the room, they open one of the chuffs putting my hands behind my back then making me sit on the chair.  Uncomfortable I try moving around a little to make it more bearable as the Tall skinny guy bends down slightly laughing in my face. “You get all giddy, are you? Sorry we aren’t that kind of guys here.” He smirks as he takes a step back.

“Last time I will be asking this Girl, Give us your name.” He now sounds rather annoyed and is speaking very loudly, as if I am deaf. Hey, what if I were deaf or even Mute, surely, they wouldn’t be able to tell just by looking at me. Sh!t, I didn’t see which one of them has got the Keys to the Door.

My heart is racing as the first of Rowan’s hits struck me right into my stomach. It was that hard it took my breath away and involuntarily I start gasping for air. Barely given the time to recover he hits me again. Laughter from his companions spur him on. This time he hits me in the face. My cheek burning from where the struck me.

“Maybe this will get you to talk.” Rowan joins laughing with the other two. I need endurance, I can’t give them my Name, what if they will ask to fight my Family, or even worse, hand me back in exchange for something.

I close my eyes, hoping if I concentrate it might not hurt as much. Meditate, while my wolf heals us.

I don’t know who hits me now but its strong punches in my abdomen and a loud crack is heard, they broke at least one of my ribs. The pain is unbearable, and I start coughing up blood.

“Talk!” Someone is grabbing me and shaking me. “Jon, she is done for now.” Rowan says in a stern voice. “We will leave her a few hours then try again.” He adds. I am placed on the bed and the three leave the cottage. With the last bit of energy, I roll off the bed on the ground, nice and cool to help me heal. Carefully I put my cheek on the cold floor to try numbing the throbbing pain from all the hits I have taken. It is the last thing I remember before it all went black, and I pass out.