Kidnapped

If the mate bond expired on Jack's part, Emily feels he should have at least respected her enough to break things off with her before moving on to the next mate. She doesn't know how this mate business works, but she knows it sure hasn't expired on her part, if it does have an expiration date. The pain in her chest is almost too much to bear.

The girl on top of Jack freezes upon catching sight of Emily.

"Who is that, Jack, you never mentioned you had a woman!"

Emily shakes her head in disbelief, then retreats from the doorway, going to wait for Jack in the living room because she can't bear to watch any more of the scene in her room.

An overwhelming sense of helplessness settles over her. She has been feeling like that a lot lately, but not even the pain of both her parents dying compares to that of watching her mate sleep with another woman. It is torture, making her feel like every breath she draws in will be her last.

This shouldn't have happened so soon after her parents' death. She is still grieving and Jack should have thought about that before succumbing to the urge of cheating on her in her own bedroom.

The sadness turns to anger as she waits for Jack to appear, waiting to see his face of shame.

But there is no shame or remorse on his face when he appears; his face is blank.

The girl mutters an apology to Emily, her eyes fearful, but Emily gestures for her to leave. It is Jack she needs to deal with, not the innocent girl.

Jack stands there staring at her like a creep, as though he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary.

Emily gets to her feet and jabs a finger in his chest.

"You are so immature if you decide to play such games with me instead of just telling me you are done with me, Jack! What is wrong with you?"

"I am not playing any games. That room is no longer yours because I have chosen it. Infact, I have chosen to live in this trailer, and you are welcome to join me if you want."

Emily blinks in confusion.

"What the fuck are you talking about!"

"This trailer park is mine as much as it is yours, mate. Your father himself said that. I am sure he mentioned that to you."

Emily frowns at him, her mind racing. Her father did mention something to that effect just before he died, but Jack took his request the wrong way. She is sure that her father expected Jack to help her run the trailer park out of the kindness of his heart, and what he is doing now is not right at all.

She has to do something about this, before her mate can ruin her life any longer.

"Listen, Jack, my father 'asked you' to help me run this trailer park. It is mine, and now that I will no longer have anything to do with you, I will manage the place on my own. You cheated on me and I don't think I want to be with you anymore..."

"I don't need your permission to live here. Your father left me the place, let's see you try to throw me out."

It is at this moment that she realizes Jack had no place to live. He pretended to be moneyed and spent fortunes on her, but now she wonders where he got the money.

She won't let him get away with this. This is her property.

She points to the door.

"Enough of the nonsense. Leave my trailer right now."

"Do you really want to do this?" he asks acidly.

"Do what?"

He grabs her by the throat, squeezing hard. "I am bringing my pack members to live in this land, and you will do well not to interfere. We've wandered for so long, and now I've found a place, you won't stand in the way, you little bitch."

She coughs, trying to pry his fingers away from her throat, but he holds firmly, making her choke for breath. Then he continues,

"Your parents were taking too long to leave, I had to help them. Let's just be honest, they both were miserable old hags, I did well to set them free."

"You..." she sputters, "You killed them? I knew it..." she struggles to free herself but he has such a strong grip on her it feels like a chain.

"I needed the place. Try and protest and you will join them. And I wouldn't want to cross me, if I were you. I am an Alpha wolf, see? But my pack members went in different directions when my pack got destroyed. We are going to turn this into a nice little pack, you and me as the leaders. Don't you want that?" he gives her a shake as he says the last part.

He is sick. She doesn't know what he wants or how he thinks he will get away with his plans.

So werewolves live in packs, and this Jack is an Alpha? His pack got destroyed... of course it would if they left it in the hands of a crazy man like him.

"I... I am going to call the police now. You are crazy and you should be thrown out."

A resounding slap greets her cheek as he lets go of her neck.

Alarmed, Emily makes it for the door, but he is quick to catch her, dragging her to the bedroom he just used to fuck the blond girl.

"Where do you think you are going? Come on let's have a good time. Even if you call the police, they won't do anything. I will tell them your parents left this place to both of us and you have no way to prove it is yours alone," he pauses, staring at her body with lust filled eyes. "And since you interrupted the little session I had with Haven, it's you I am going to fuck. Come here!"

In a moment of rage, Emily knees him in the groin, by now convinced that he is crazy. Jack's eyes widen, holding his stomach as though unable to believe she possesses such strength. A punch to the side of his jaw sends him flying across the room, landing on the bed. Emily comes to her senses, awed at her own strength and wondering how much she has hurt him. If he retaliates, it will be the end of her, and as soon as she hears him groan, she turns on her heel.

She has to leave because right now, this place is not safe with Jack in it.

Silver Eyes was right. And now, she has no idea how to find him, no way to communicate with him. She is sure Silver Eyes came to her for a valid reason, and if she ignores him, she might get screwed.

She is alone now, perhaps it is time to get in touch with fellow wolves.

Thirty minutes later, she is back at the cemetery, following the path she used to chase after Silver Eyes.

As though he was waiting for her to come, he appears immediately, a sneer on his handsome place.

"You are back. I thought so. Let's go," Silver Eyes says, walking leisurely towards her. "The boys will take care of everything, they will get rid of your boyfriend for you. Allow someone to help you, little one."

Emily frowns. "Wait, Where am I going?"

"To our den so we can eat you for breakfast." He says sarcastically.

"Where are you taking me?" Emily asks, her face earnest.

"Home. I will be damned if I will allow another werewolf to suffer when I am perfectly capable of helping."

"I don't need help!"

"Of course, you don't," he says, his voice laced with sarcasm again. "That's why you have come here, not so?"

"Alright, I need your help but not like that. I need answers."

"Fine, let's go talk in the car."

"You have brought a car?"

"How do you suppose I got here?"

She shrugs. "I don't know, I've seen you teleport or something, so I assumed..."

"No, I travel the way everyone else does. Let me help you. you must know that, as werewolves, we are one big family, as long as you are not a rogue, you are considered family wherever you go, sweetheart."

Emily takes a deep breath, then follows him.

A short distance ahead, there are three cars and two more men waiting there. Wondering how many of the werewolves there are, Emily silently follows Silver Eyes to one of the cars.

Silver Eyes only stops long enough to give instructions to the two men, then he opens the back seat of the car and asks Emily to get in.

Immediately she settles on the seat, Silver Eyes produces a white handkerchief from his pocket and covers her mouth and nose with it, and before she can remember to hold her breath, she inhales a foul-smelling substance, immediately feeling the darkness envelope her.

Once again, she thinks before completely passing out, she has trusted the wrong person, and there's no telling what this one intends to do with her...