All Chapters of A Wolves paradise : Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

I stood in the glass tube, tears streaming down my cheeks as the others around me stood shocked, their eyes wide; each one unable to comprehend what had just happened. I slid down onto the ground, my heart thumping in reckless motions against my ribcage as I screamed at the others to help, to do something. But they were just as trapped as I was, mute and alone in single tubes of isolation. What could any f us possibly do to stop what had just transpired? Nothing. We were defenceless in a strange place where we knew nothing of the people around us and what they were capable of.I suddenly regretted what I had done to the woman named Lisa, if I had stayed calm my sister would still be alive. I was solely responsible for her death, and now I must live with it. Whether I could or not, I had no choice. Perhaps James would kill me also should I cross him again, but I would welcome it, the release from my binds.

I followed James down the winding corridors of confusion, hoping that one day I would be able to recognise each hallway and find a way out of this place. He watched me from the corner of his eye as I searched for signs or directions once more, but as always their were none; no indication of where he was taking me. I sighed, defeated as I lowered my eyes down to the ground, knowing somewhere within me that I couldn’t escape this place, and that I would remain here until I met with the gods. Possibly the worst thing was that I would only know about the changing when they brought the cage, and I would be forced inside again, to change forms in captivity, somewhere where I could not run free.I slowed my pace down, bumping into the three guards that followed us, each one despising me for what I was. The guard I had collided with scoffed and shoved me forward, forcing me to move. But my legs wouldn't cooperate, and I stumb

I gasped, unmoving as the guards teased towards me; their eyes locked onto mine. I winced when the first guard struck me across the face, laughing as he brutally threw me over his shoulder, my stomach crashing against him. I squealed in pain, tears falling from my eyes as I remained limp, too afraid to move. What other choice did I have? If I had moved, Stephen would have shot me and I would be dead. Surely I made the right choice...Allec watched me from where he coward behind his desk, his eyes locked onto the blood that seeped through my shirt; his skin paler than usual. He quickly ripped his eyes away from the red liquid and turned towards Stephen; suddenly serious, seeming to conquer his fear.“What do you think you are doing Stephen? I am in command here.” He asked commandingly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders.&ldq

I fidgeted on the cold metal table, nervous as the woman pulled up my white shirt to reveal my stomach, a small bulge informing me that I was truly pregnant and that I would soon here the heartbeat of my unborn child. Stephen stood beside me with a wide smile spread across his lips, he was also waiting for the scan to commence, his eyes locked onto the strange black screen. The woman doctor smiled down at me, attempting to sooth my panic, but it barley worked; my heart racing in apprehension. What if the child had no heartbeat? What if it was already dead?“Are you ready 627?” she asked, placing an unusual gel onto a smaller machine that was wired to the black screen.“Just get on with it.” Stephen snapped, anxious to get it over with.I sighed, nodding my head; knowing that my child would never meet its father. Nor would it ev

 I know that James had killed my sister, but I suspected that had something to do with the orders he had been given not at all what he wanted. Yet, I couldn’t help but wonder why he was protective of me that once after my nightmare, did he know something was off? Could he tell that I had been traumatised? Well, this whole facility had traumatised me in a way that I would never be able to recover, the events that took place here would always have a place within my mind.Stephen took a step towards the centre of the room, his eyes now focused on the female doctor. “How long until she is born?”“Seventeen-to-twenty weeks depending on the mother and baby, but I would like to order a C-section so that we can monitor both baby and mother throughout as well as ensure a safe birth.” The doctor decided, turning to look at me as she continued. “627 it would