《Forbidden》


 Chapter 1: A walk in the woods

    Chapter 1: A walk in the woods


    I grabbed the box off the truck. ¡°This is thest one, George,¡± I said as I ced it neatly into the storage


    unit.


    George looked at me, a solemn expression on his face. ¡°You sure you want to do this, kiddo?¡± He


    questioned me.


    George was my father¡¯s best friend and has been so good to me ever since my parents passing. I don¡¯t


    know what I would have done without him. He has been the support system I didn¡¯t realize I needed to


    get through this. I stood there, staring into the unit, ncing around at my whole life, which was now


    neatly packed into boxes.


    I inhaled deeply. ¡°Yes, I am sure. I need to do this for myself and my parents.¡± I had thought about this


    for some time now, struggling with the decision. But, in the end, I decided it was the best thing for me to


    do.


    George ced a hand onto my shoulder and lightly squeezed. ¡°I understand.¡± He smiled reassuringly.


    Even though he was against me doing this, I knew he would never stop me.


    I nced once more, then quickly mmed the door shut before I did change my mind and backed out.


    After what felt like an eternity of driving and every song that I had downloaded onto my phone, I finally


    arrived at Kirney Provincial Park, my first destination. This beautiful park was the most crucial


    destination and was the first on my list for that very reason. I stepped out of the car, stretching my


    muscles and limbs. I began to feel overwhelmed that I was here and here without them. It felt a bit


    surreal. I gazed around at the park; it was so beautiful and lush. The trees stood tall and proud, as far


    as the eye could see. My goal was to reach Kirneyke, it was a long and treacherous hike through


    the Crack trail, but I was determined to make it.


    I grabbed all of my gear, locked the car and, began my journey. As I walked through the trails, I took my


    time, admiring the beauty surrounding me and capturing photos of anything that stood out. It was so


    peaceful and calming here.


    I had been on the trail for a few hours now, and the sun was beginning to set, making me realize that


    the day had slipped away from me and soon, darkness would be upon me. Thankfully, I was prepared


    and had brought a small tent with me, just in case.


    I walked a bit further and noticed a small opening in the trees, almost like a path. I was hesitant to go


    off the trail, but I wanted to set up somewhere with coverage. So I veered off the course and into the


    clearing. The area was clouded by thick brush for a few feet but then cleared up a bit, revealing a


    clearing just off the path and perfect for setting up my tent. I had set down my things and gazed around


    me at the beautiful view. I honestly was astonished at the scenery here. I began to get everything


    together, taking my time and setting things up how I wanted it when I heard a loud growle from


    behind me. I instantly froze as my heart began to race, and my breathing became ragged. I knew there


    wererge animals out here, and I had just hoped not to run into any of them. Luckily George gave me


    some bear spray. I did my best to remain calm, trying not to make any noise or sudden movements.


    Finally, I bent down and slowly reached into my bag to grab the can of spray. Then, I stood back up and


    gradually nced around, staring into the trees around me, looking for any signs of an animal.


    Another fierce growl resonated off the trees, but it came from my left and sounded much closer this


    time. I looked all around me but couldn¡¯t see anything, and I was rapidly losing light, making it harder


    for me to see. The sound of branches cracking flooded my ears as a vicious snarl came from behind


    me. I turned around and was horrified at the sight before me. Arge reddish-brown wolf stood before


    me, I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. The wolf was massive and broad but beautiful in all his


    glory. I was shocked and scared half to death. However, I also admired the beast before me. The wolf


    now stood in an attack position, hisrge ears folded back and deadly sharp teeth bared.


    Panic was rising quickly within me. I gripped my spray tightly and pulled the trigger, aiming it directly at


    him. The wolf whimpered loudly and stumbled backward. I took this as my opportunity, not wasting a


    second, and bolted in the opposite direction. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, but within mere


    seconds, a loud howl rang throughout the forest, rattling me to my core, knowing I had now pissed the


    beast off even more. The sound of the wolf''s paws began to pound against the forest floor, echoing all


    around me and informing me that he wasing and fast! I continued to run, dodging branches,


    leaping over rocks and fallen branches. My chest and legs began to burn and ache. Then, out of the


    corner of my eye, I spotted a small cave, big enough for me to hide inside of it. I picked up speed and


    dove in, burying myself into it so as not to be visible. I took some mud and leaves from the ground and


    rubbed it all over my body, hoping to mask my scent.


    I covered my mouth and closed my eyes. Never had I been so scared in my life before. My heart felt


    like it was going to blow out of my chest. I could hear the wolf pacing around outside of the cave,


    growling and snarling.


    After a few minutes, I didn¡¯t hear him anymore. I peeked out slightly, and the coast was clear. I slowly


    emerged, looking all around me, and just when I thought he was gone, he leaped in front of me,


    causing me to stumble over a rock and fall t on my ass.


    My breath hitched, and my body trembled with fear as he closed in on me. I thought for sure I was


    going to die. I closed my eyes, waiting for him to tear me to pieces, but something firmly gripped my


    arm and yanked me off the ground. I whipped my head around to see what had ahold of me, not


    expecting to see arge man. But, instead, the man towered over me; he was sorge and muscr,


    with light brown hair and bright brown eyes. He grinned down at me before everything went dark as I


    felt something strike me on the head.


    Damon POV:


    I sat at my desk and mmed my fists down, cracking the wood. ¡°We need to increase border patrols. I


    want those fucking rogue¡¯s heads on a spike, understood!¡± I boomed at one of my warriors, he was a


    newly recruited warrior, but he knew his obligations and duties.


    He nodded rapidly. ¡°Of course, Alpha.¡± He then quickly hurried out of my office.


    For the third time this week, the rogues had infiltrated my territory, putting my pack at risk. They had


    managed to kill two of my warriors, and I had enough of this shit. I wanted things to be taken care of


    sooner rather thanter. If my father found out about this, he wouldn¡¯t hesitate to strip me of my Alpha


    title for failing to protect the pack and fulfill my duties and obligations.


    A knock came at my door. ¡°WHAT!¡± I snapped.


    My beta, Luca, entered, ¡°Alpha, we have a problem.¡± He said quickly.


    I groaned. ¡°What now?¡± I seriously don¡¯t think I could handle any more shit right now.


    ¡°Brian and I were doing our rounds when we came across an intruder. She had attacked Brian, minimal


    injuries. We have her in custody, down in the holding cells.¡± He exined cautiously.


    For fuck sake, this is not what I need right now. I pulled at my hair in frustration and stood to my feet,


    prepared to go down to the cells and take care of things.


    Luca didn¡¯t move; he remained where he was and put a hand up, stopping me. ¡°There¡¯s one more


    thing?¡± He said hesitantly.


    My brows pulled together, and I raised an eyebrow at him in question.


    He sighed heavily. ¡°The woman is human.¡±


    I growled loudly. ¡°What? You brought a human here! To our pack!¡± I was beyond angry at my Beta''s


    decision to bring a human into our pack. Such a stupid move could quickly put our kind at risk.


    I stood quickly from my chair, causing the chair to fly into the wall. ¡°What the fuck were you thinking,


    Luca?¡±


    He took a step back. ¡°When Brian was approaching her, she sprayed him with something, Alpha. We


    thought she might be a threat and that it would be best that she be captured and brought back here.¡±


    I rubbed my hand down my face, beyond frustrated at this point. ¡°Do you understand the shit you¡¯ve


    just caused me?¡±


    He lowered his head in shame. ¡°I apologize, Alpha. We thought she might be a hunter. Should I release


    her?¡±


    I shook my head quickly. ¡°No, she can¡¯t be released. She must be dealt with as soon as possible to


    protect our pack and our kind.¡±


    Luca pursed his lips and didn¡¯t respond for a moment. ¡°Of course, Alpha.¡± He finally agreed.


    I pinched the bridge of my nose. ¡°Take me to the girl; I want to speak with her, make sure she isn¡¯t


    working with hunters or that anyone else is with her. I don¡¯t need or want anyoneing here looking


    for her.¡± I rounded the desk and stormed out of the office, rage coursing through my blood.


    Amelia¡¯s POV:


    The smell of blood and metal flooded my nostrils, making me groan in distaste. I opened my eyes and


    tried to sit up, but my head began to throb. I raised my hand and held my forehead, causing the chains


    on my wrists to rattle, then the memories came back. As I looked around the room, I began to panic,


    only to find myself chained up in a make-shift cell. I tried to stand, but the chains restricted me from


    doing so. I yanked on the chains as hard as I could, but they didn¡¯t budge and just dug into my wrists.


    What am I going to do?


    My heart was pounding out of my chest as fear took hold of me. Suddenly, I heard voices and footsteps


    nearing the cell, and then two enormous figures appeared before me. One of them was the man who


    had knocked me out, and I didn¡¯t recognize the other man. I froze, staring at the strange man. He was


    taller than the other and built like a shit brick house, wearing a tight-fitting shirt, showcasing his


    muscles and jeans that hugged his curves as if they were made just for his body. He had short dirty


    blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a sharp jawline. The man was beautiful and built to perfection, and I


    was so enticed by him that sexual desire rose between my thighs, causing me to squeeze my legs


    together.


    He stood there staring at me before leaning down slightly and unlocking the cell door. He bent down as


    he entered the cell and closed the space between us. He was even bigger up close up as he towered


    over me. He now stood in front of me; his scent was intoxicating. I closed my eyes and inhaled it, letting


    it calm me. Why the hell is my kidnapper having this effect on me; it felt wrong and also felt right. I


    opened my eyes and stared deep into those blue orbs of his as his eyes roamed up and down my


    body, taking in every inch of me. Therge man lifted his hand and moved a piece of my hair away


    from my face. His touch sent tingles down my spine. A slight smile began to form on his face, but just


    as fast as it appeared, it was gone, and his eyes had now turned pitch ck. The same hand that was


    so gentle a moment ago was now tightly gripping my throat as he mmed me against the wall,


    making me gasp in fear and pain.


    I struggled to breathe and began to w at his arm, trying to get him to let go of me, but it was


    pointless, he was too strong, and my scratches did not affect him.


    His blue eyes stared into mine ¡°Who the hell are you? And what are you doing here?¡± He sneered.


    I gasped for air. ¡°I¡­I..ca¡­¡± My vision was bing blurry now, and my chest began to burn from the


    me. I coughed and took inrge gulps or air, trying to regain myself.


    ¡°ANSWER ME!¡± He shouted in my face.


    I red at him for a second, then cleared my throat. ¡°I¡­I was hiking.¡± I managed to get out.


    He raised an eyebrow, a bewildered look on his face. ¡°Hiking?¡± He asked curiously.


    ¡°Yea, you know that thing that people sometimes do. I came here to hike through the forest when that


    guy.¡± I pointed towards my capture. ¡°Hit me on the head and brought me here.¡± I motioned around me.


    He furrowed his brows. ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡± He questioned.


    I scoffed. ¡°What does it matter? You¡¯re probably going to kill me, so why introduce myself.¡± I spat.


    ¡°I asked you a question; now answer me.¡± He said in a lethal tone.


    I groaned. ¡°Amelia, my name is Amelia. Now can you please let me go? You have no right to kidnap


    me and keep me here when I was just fucking hiking.¡± I yelled in his face; I was bing angry now.


    He raised his hand and backhanded me across the face. ¡°Do not raise your voice at me! And I will do


    as I please.¡± He stood to his full height and towered above me, snarling down at me. He turned on his


    heels and towards the door.


    He nced back at me. ¡°Keep Amelia here¡­¡­for now.¡± He said to the other man, and he nodded in


    response.


    My eyes widened in shock and horror. ¡°No, let me go. You can¡¯t fucking do this.¡± I hollered at him. I


    stood up as much as I could and struggled with the chains, pulling on them with all my strength. The


    sharp metal dug into my skin, and blood began to drip down my fingers, but I didn¡¯t care. My panic level


    was now in overdrive. Tears began to prick at my eyes as I feared for the worst. Before exiting the cell,


    he stopped in his tracks but didn¡¯t look back at me.


    ¡°Please, I¡¯m begging you, don¡¯t do this.¡± I pleaded with him as tears were now streaming down my face.


    He straightened himself and continued out of the cell, locking the door behind him and disappearing


    from my sight.


    ¡°FUCK!¡± I screamed aloud.


    I came here to Kirney park, just to go hiking, as a tribute to my parent¡¯s memory. I just wanted to


    rx and enjoy myself, try to ease the pain I was dealing with, the heartbreak I was enduring, and now,


    I was utterly screwed. So I copsed, my knees hitting the hard floor, as tears stained my cheeks,


    thinking about the fact that my life was now over. I was going to die or rot in this cell for the rest of my


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    days.

 Chapter 2: Alone in a cell

    Chapter 2: Alone in a cell


    WARNING!


    This chapter contains scenes of physical and sexual assault. Please continue ahead to the next


    chapter if such settings may upset you or cause you to be ufortable.


    You have been warned!


    Damon POV:


    I walked out of the cell and down the hall. Her screams and cries flooded my ears as I took each step. I


    tensed up, clenching my fists at my side, trying to fight the urge to turn around and run back to her,


    capturing her in my arms. Instead, I decided against it, causing my wolf to growl at me in response to


    my actions and choices.


    I reached my office finally, opening the door and entering, motioning for Luca to enter and close the


    door behind him. I sat in my chair and faced Luca. ¡°The execution is off. She is to remain in that cell


    until I¡¯ve decided what to do with her, is that clear?¡± I stated firmly.


    He raised a brow. ¡°Yes, Alpha. But why is the execution off? What if she is a hunter? What if there are


    others with her? She could be a great threat to us and should be dealt with as soon as possible.¡± He


    stated.


    I sat up straight in my chair, ring at him. ¡°Amelia is a mere human and poses no threat to us. She is


    not to be harmed in any way; do I make myself clear?¡± I said in a deep Alpha tone.


    He squinted his eyes at me, unsure of my decisions, but nodded in agreement, knowing he couldn¡¯t go


    against me or fight me.


    I leaned back in my chair, breathing heavily and gripping my hair in frustration. I growled loudly and


    threw everything from my desk. That beautiful human is my fucking mate! My wolf was pacing circles in


    my head, howling to be with her. As much as I wanted to be with her, too, we couldn¡¯t. Humans and


    wolves don¡¯t mate together, ever! It was one of our most precious and abided byws.


    What the fuck am I going to do with her now? My wolf would die if I killed her, and he would never allow


    me to let her go, and I didn¡¯t want to either. I¡¯m screwed!


    Amelia POV:


    I had woken up hourster, after crying myself to sleep on the cold, hard floor. My wrists throbbed from


    the chains, my body ached fromying on the floor, and my head was pounding. I had hoped to wake


    up and realize that this was all just a horrible, horrible nightmare. But, to my dismay, I was still chained


    up in this cold and smelly cell. It was a nightmare, but not the one I had hoped to be.


    I looked around for something, anything to help me break free of these chains. I could see what looked


    like an old rusty nail; that would work! I reached out for it, but my chains restricted me. I removed my


    boots and stretched my body out as far as possible, trying to reach the nail with my foot. I was so close;


    my big toe was almost able to get it. I stretched out just a bit more, groaning from the pain; just as my


    toes touched the nail, I heard the thumping of boots nearing my cell. I quickly sat back up and fixed


    myself, making it appear as if I was doing nothing.


    A man approached my cell. He wasn¡¯t as tall as the others or as muscr. He had bright orange hair,


    dull green eyes, and scars on his face. He smiled at me, revealing his chipped and discoloured teeth.


    His eyes locked with mine. ¡°Well, well, what do we have here.¡± He licked his lips.


    I scrunched my face up in distaste.


    He grinned deviously. ¡°You look delicious enough to eat.¡±


    I just sat there, staring daggers at him and remaining silent.


    His hands sped around the metal bars of the cell, and he brought his face closer. ¡°Ever been with


    the big bad wolf, gorgeous?¡±


    I didn¡¯t reply but found his words to be an exciting choice and strange.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or should I say wolf?¡± Heughed at his joke. What does he


    mean by a wolf?


    He sniffed the air around him, and his eyes widened.


    ¡°Oh, you¡¯re a human.¡± He smiled wickedly. Why did he refer to me as a human? He is human, too,


    right?


    He pulled a key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and entered the cell, closing the door behind him. I


    backed myself into the wall even more; the look on his face had me fearing for my life now.


    He slowly stalked towards me, with a menacing grin stered across his face. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, darling; I¡¯ll


    be gentle.¡± Gentle? What was he going to do?


    ¡°Get out, now.¡± I boomed, trying to remain calm.


    He reached for his belt and began to unbuckle it. My eyes widened in horror as I realized what was


    about to happen. I was frozen in my spot for a beat, shock and horror consuming my mind and body.


    He smirked. ¡°I promise you¡¯ll enjoy this or not, but I definitely will.¡±


    He grabbed ahold of my hair, forcing me onto my knees. I wed at his hands, attempting to get him to


    release me, but he justughed at my efforts. Next, he tore my shirt from my body, leaving me in my


    bra. The grotesque man then bent down and kissed me roughly. I took this opportunity and bit down on


    his lip, hard. He stumbled back and growled as he wiped a small amount of blood from his lip.


    He pped me hard, causing me to fall face-first onto the floor. ¡°You bitch! You¡¯re going to pay for that.¡±


    He snarled at me.


    He unbuckled my pants and flipped me over onto my stomach, he began to pull down my pants, and I


    fought with him to keep them up.


    ¡°No, please don¡¯t do this. I¡¯m begging you.¡± I pleaded, tears now pouring down my face.


    He gripped my pants tightly and, in one swift movement, ripped them from my skin, leaving me in my


    underwear now. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of what was toe next. I was shaking


    uncontrobly; this can¡¯t be happening! Please, someone, save me!


    I felt his hands roam up my thighs and clutch both sides of my underwear. Then, just as he was about


    to pull them down, a loud, dangerous growl flooded the air within the cell, and someone then tore the


    man from me. Iy there, unable to move, as shock and fear consumed my body. I wanted to see who


    had saved me, but I couldn¡¯t bring myself to move or to look.


    Growls and snarls echoed throughout the room. I heard blood-curdling screamsing from someone


    as wetness sshed my body. I whimpered and flinched with each horrific scream. I covered my ears


    with my hands, but that did little to drown out the disturbing sounds. Finally, however, the cries had


    ceased just as quickly, and the room fell silent. I slowly began to pick myself up off the floor, butrge


    hands gripped my arms and carefully lifted me up and onto my shaky feet. I cringed in terror and tried


    to pull away, but the person was too strong.


    ¡°Stop! You¡¯re going to hurt yourself.¡± A deep yet soft male''s voice rang in my ears.


    I peeked around my shoulder to get a glimpse of who the voice belonged to, and it was the same man


    from earlier that hade to my cell, the man who made my mouth water with sexual desire. However,


    he was also the same man that had put his hands on me and hurt me. I instinctively covered myself


    and shielded my body from him, not wanting the man to see me like this. Even though I had done


    nothing wrong, I felt ashamed and disgusted with myself.


    His hold became soft yet firm. ¡°I am not going to hurt you, ok?¡± He said in a soothing tone, and as


    much as I didn¡¯t want to, I believed he was being honest. He turned me around to face him and


    inspected my body. I looked up at him, noticing that regret and sympathy were masking his features.


    His hand came up and caressed my face, where the other man had pped me. His upper lip twitched,


    and he released a slight growl. Wait! The other man, where did he go? I nced around the room,


    looking for him. I peered around the man¡¯srge frame and noticed the other man¡¯s body, lying lifeless,


    in a pool of blood. My eyes widened in horror as fear''s icy grip took hold of me. I looked up at the man


    still gripping my arm; his neutral face expressed no emotions. I wiggled in his grasp and tried to back


    away from him, but his grip tightened on me.


    ¡°Stop, now! I assure you; he is still alive, just badly injured. I do not condone that behaviour. It is strictly


    forbidden, and he deserved what he got.¡± He said through gritted teeth.


    I stilled for a moment and nced back at the man lying on the floor. I focused on his chest and noticed


    faint, ragged breaths slipping from him, and I was relieved, oddly enough. However, I did agree with


    him; the piece of shit deserved what he got. As I nced down at the floor, I noticed my shredded


    clothing and then at my near-naked body.


    Noticing my actions, he nced around at the shredded clothing, then removed his shirt and ced it


    around me.


    ¡°I imagine you are feeling exposed and ufortable; you may wear this for the time being.¡± He was


    sweet and kind.


    ¡°Thank you,¡± I said with a smile.


    He released my arms and walked over to the cell door, swinging it open, before ncing back at me.


    ¡°Follow me.¡± He said in amanding tone.


    I was hesitant to follow this god-like man, as he instilled fear within me as I¡¯ve never experienced


    before. But there was something about him, something I trusted.


    He noticed that I hadn¡¯t moved and raised an eyebrow. ¡°Would you prefer to stay here?¡± He


    questioned.


    My eyes locked with his ¡°No!¡± I quickly replied. Remaining in this cell was thest thing I wanted to do.


    His eyes narrowed in on me. ¡°Then, let¡¯s go.¡± His tone sounded clipped with annoyance.


    I reluctantly followed him out of the cell; he closed the cell door and locked it behind us, then gestured


    with his hand for me to walk. As we walked through the hallway, I peered into the other cells, the walls


    were stained in blood, and there was fur everywhere? What had they been keeping down here, wild


    animals? The smell around me made my stomach churn. I tried to keep my eyes ahead of me and


    focus on something else, but that was a difficult task.


    We ascended a set of concrete stairs until we reached arge metal door. I stood in front of the door,


    eyeing it curiously, wondering if someone would let us out.


    ¡°Excuse me.¡± The man said casually, and I flinched slightly, not expecting him to say anything.


    I looked back at him. ¡°Sorry?¡± I asked, a little confused.


    He sighed. ¡°I need to unlock the door.¡± He nodded towards the door that I was blocking.


    I looked back to the door, only now noticing the lock. I turned back around and moved away from the


    door. ¡°Oh, sorry,¡± I said quietly, feeling foolish.


    He walked past me, brushing his body against mine and causing tingles to explode within my body


    from the contact. He unlocked the door, opened it, and motioned for me to walk through with his hand.


    The man then closed the door behind us and locked it again. We were outside, and the first thing that


    crossed my mind was to run as far and as fast as possible. I stared off into the trees, seriously


    considering bolting, when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that he was now facing me, with a


    stern look stered on his face.


    He stepped closer to me and towered over me. ¡°Don¡¯t even think about it. I would catch you before you


    even reached the tree lines and.¡± He bent down, so he was at eye level with me. ¡°Believe me; you don¡¯t


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    want that.¡± He grinned. This man was the definition of intimidating.


    I shrunk into myself a bit as my eyes darted between him and my escape. Would he be able to catch


    me? I ran track throughout high school and did well at it. I¡¯ve always remained active, but this man was


    built and strong. What would he do to me if he caught me?


    The sun was shining brightly, illuminating his perfectly sculpted abs, highlighting every inch of him.


    Thoughts of him ravishing me entered my mind. Him between my legs, kissing every inch of my body. I


    shook my head and quickly cleared those thoughts. Knowing now wasn¡¯t the right time to escape, I


    gave up and admitted defeat, at least for now.


    He nodded his head at me and gestured towards the sizeable stony house that stood behind me. The


    ce was a mansion, hiding from the world; how had no one ever discovered this ce before, or did


    they and hadn¡¯t lived to tell anyone about it?


    He came up behind me, cing his hand on the small of my back, causing me to flinch and my body to


    freeze from the sudden and unexpected interaction. He pushed me forward, up the steps, and through


    the front door. I didn¡¯t get the chance to look around at anything, as we were moving too quickly.


    However, I did see a few people staring at us with perplexed facial expressions.


    He guided me up a set of stairs and led me down the hallway until we reached arge white door near


    the end of the corridor.


    He pulled a key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and pushed it open, only to reveal a massive


    bedroom that someone had beautifully decorated. I wasn¡¯t expecting him to bring me somewhere like


    this. I honestly thought he would take me to another run-down cell, but instead, he brought me to a


    morefortable dungeon.


    He pushed me inside the room. ¡°You will stay in here for now. My room is next door, so if you try


    anything, I will know.¡± He said in a harsh tone.


    I swallowed hard. ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± I lied. ¡°Thank you,¡± I said with a smile.


    He stared at me intensely for a moment, then walked out, closing and locking the door behind him. I


    walked over to the plush bed and copsed, allowing the tears to escape finally.

 Chapter 3: Its time to leave

    Chapter 3: It''s time to leave


    Damon POV:


    I was sitting in my office chair when my wolf began to stir, giving me a massive headache. He began to


    growl and snarl at me, urging me to go to our mate. He continued pacing around in circles, acting as if


    something was worrying him. A feeling of nausea washed over me as I felt that something was wrong


    with her, with my mate.


    I decided to go and check on her, to calm myself and my wolf. I entered the cells and heard her


    screams and whimpers, then her pleading for help and to be released. I quickened my pace and


    reached her cell within seconds. Only to witness a pack member assaulting my mate.


    Fury washed over me as my wolf began to surface, with the need to tear this man¡¯s flesh apart for


    touching her, for hurting her, she¡¯s mine! She¡¯s ours!


    I stormed into the cell and ripped him from her, and began beating him to a pulp. He was almost dead


    when I heard her let out a small whimper, bringing me out of my angered state. I threw him across the


    room and rushed to her side to ensure she was ok.


    I gripped her arms as softly as I could and helped her to her feet. She stood shakily, trying to gain her


    bnce. Amelia flinched harshly at my touch, causing my heart to ache. She tried to pull away and was


    fighting me. ¡°Stop! You¡¯re going to hurt yourself.¡± I said softly or tried, too, at least.


    She peeked around her shoulder and nced at me; the expression on her face was difficult to read; it


    was a mixture between fear and desire?


    ¡°I am not going to hurt you, ok?¡± I said, trying to soothe her nerves. I turned her around to face me and


    looked over her body to see if she had any injuries. Her body had a few scrapes and bruises, one right


    on her cheek. I reached up and rang my thumb across it. The anger started to return, and my wolf


    wanted blood. A growl rumbled up from my chest, my wolf struggling toe out.


    Amelia brought me out of my murderous thoughts when I noticed her looking around me at Jordan¡¯s


    limp and beaten body. Terror was etched onto her beautiful face as she looked up at me and started to


    struggle again.


    It took everything in me to not show any emotion and maintain a neutral expression. ¡°Stop, now! I


    assure you; he is still alive, just badly injured. I do not condone that behaviour. It is strictly forbidden,


    and he deserved what he got.¡± I meant every word, and, in my opinion, he deserves worse!


    She hesitantly nodded her head and then started to look around the floor and at herself frantically. I


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    looked down and noticed her shredded clothes scattered around. I removed my shirt and wrapped it


    around her body. It gave me a sense of great pride, seeing her wear my clothes and also made my


    cock twitch.


    ¡°I imagine you are feeling exposed and ufortable. So you may wear this, for the time being.¡± I


    said, trying to be a gentleman.


    She looked up at me. ¡°Thank you.¡± A small smile spread across her face.


    Reluctantly, I let go of her and opened the cell door. ¡°Follow me.¡±


    She remained still, refusing to even look at me. ¡°Would you prefer to stay here?¡± I asked.


    Her eyes locked with mine. ¡°No!¡± She bellowed out.


    ¡°Then let¡¯s go,¡± I said shortly, bing irritated with her stubbornness now.


    We left the cell and walked down the hall. I watched her, ncing between the other cells. Finally, we


    reached the door, and she stopped in front of the door, blocking me from opening it.


    ¡°Excuse me,¡± I said, and she flinched. I tried to ignore her reaction.


    Her brows furrowed. ¡°Sorry?¡± She was confused, and it was apparent.


    I was bing a bit frustrated now. ¡°I need to unlock the door.¡± I tilted my head up and nodded in the


    direction of the door she was still standing before, blocking me from opening it.


    Her eyes flickered between me and the door, then she moved, her back now against the wall. ¡°Oh,


    sorry.¡± She said, embarrassed.


    I walked past her, and my arm brushed against her soft skin, causing an eruption of sparks to shoot


    throughout my body. I pushed those feelings back down and continued to open the door, gesturing for


    her to walk out before closing the door behind us.


    As we exited the cells, I watched her eyeing the forest; it was clear to me that she was contemting


    the idea of running.


    I closed the distance between us. ¡°Don¡¯t even think about it. I would catch you before you even


    reached the tree lines and.¡± I leaned down, closing the slight distance that remained between us.


    ¡°Believe me; you don¡¯t want that.¡± I grinned wickedly at the thought of her running and me catching her.


    I secretly wished she would run, so I could chase my little mate and fuck the shit out of her. I noticed


    her eyeing my body, and I smirked, thankful I had the same effect on her as she had on me.


    I led her into the house quickly, not wanting anyone to have the chance to ask questions. It was bad


    enough they were all watching us closely. But I had decided that it was best to give her a room within


    the house, choosing the one next to mine so that I could keep a close eye on her, making sure no one


    would ever touch her again, except for me.


    I opened the room door and nudged her inside. ¡°You will stay in here for now. My room is next door, so


    if you try anything, I will know.¡± I said in a firm tone.


    ¡°I won¡¯t, thank you.¡± She said dryly. I closed and locked the door, even though I just wanted to be with


    her, be there for her.


    I stood outside her door for a moment, wanting to walk back in there and make her mine. As I stood


    there, I heard the faint sound of crying. I gently pressed my forehead against the door, frustrated at the


    fact that I couldn¡¯tfort her and hold her within my arms.


    ¡°This is just as painful for me as it is for you, baby,¡± I whispered through the door.


    Before I did something that I honestly wouldn¡¯t regret, I walked away, knowing it would ultimately put


    Amelia in danger.


    Amelia POV:


    I don¡¯t know when I had fallen asleep, but I was out long enough that it was now nighttime and the


    room was almost pitch ck, except for the small amount of moonlight shining through the small


    window.


    I carefully got up from the bed and tried to navigate the room, using the moonlight as my guide. After


    fumbling for a few minutes, I finally found the light switch. The light hurt my eyes for a second, and as


    they adjusted, I took in the room.


    ck carpeting covered the floor; the walls painted a dark blue, and the dark wood furniture tied


    everything together beautifully. There were three other doors in the room; I walked over to the closest


    one to me, and as I had suspected, the door was locked. So, I turned around, made my way over to the


    next one, and opened the door, revealing arge, empty closet. It was the kind of closet I had only ever


    seen in magazines. The walls and flooring matched the bedroom. The shelves and drawers were white,


    arge vanity sat along the back wall, and arge white sofa was in the middle of the room.


    I walked out of the closet and went over to thest door. It was a bathroom, the bathroom I always


    dreamed of, with ck honeb flooring, arge stand-up shower, with multiple heads and white


    subway tiles: arge dark grey tub, double sinks, and a dark wood vanity. Maybe I¡¯ll sleep in here, I


    thought to myself.


    I decided to take a scorching shower to try and wash away that disgusting man¡¯s touch from my body. I


    removed what bit of clothing I had on and stepped into the shower. I let the water wrap my body in its


    warmth, calming my frazzled nerves. I honestly didn¡¯t understand what was going on; why was I being


    kept here? How am I going to get away from this ce? First, I washed my hair and then my body. As I


    was washing my body, I could have sworn I saw the shadow of a person standing outside the shower


    ss.


    I quickly finished and slowly opened the ss door, looking all around the room, but no one was there.


    Was I imaging it? I hesitantly stepped out of the shower and swiftly threw on a towel. I looked down at


    my tattered clothes, the bra, and the underwear he had touched. I wanted to burn them! The only other


    thing was that man¡¯s shirt, but it too was filthy and had blood on it. I picked it up and smelled it, wanting


    to flood my senses with his aroma again. His smell wasforting and enticing. He smelled like a


    sweet, cool summer morning, with a hint of vani, it was delicious and a scent I could get used to


    indefinitely. I put the clothes in a nearby basket and looked around the bathroom to put on something.


    Luckily some bathrobes were hanging on the back of the door. I grabbed one and reced my towel


    with it.


    I returned to the bedroom, only to find a tray with some food on it. Thank god, I was starving, and my


    stomach agreed. It was linguine, with alfredo sauce and some garlic bread. I sat down and damned


    near inhaled the food. It was so delicious, the best I had ever eaten. After finishing my meal, I walked


    over to the window and gazed out at the scenery. It was so beautiful up here at night, the stars shined


    so brightly, and they went on as far as the eye could see. I leaned against the window and took it all in


    for a moment before exhaustion consumed me.


    I snuggled deep into therge,fortable, plush bed, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was


    out. I was slightly woken in the night by what felt like someone climbing into the bed with me and


    touching me, but I was so exhausted and fell right back to sleep.


    The sun entered the room, waking me from my sleep. I stretched and sat up, ncing at the other side


    of the bed, and it was empty. I looked around the room, and I was still alone. I must have been


    dreaming that someone was in bed with me.


    Getting up from the bed, I went into the bathroom to do my morning ritual. Aftering out of the


    bathroom, I checked the bedroom door and found it was still locked. Great! I¡¯m stuck in here. So I


    walked over to the window and inspected it; there was a small lock on the top of the window, I flicked it


    to the other side, and the window unlocked.


    I lifted the ss and opened the window, a little shocked that it wasn¡¯t more secure. I stuck my head


    out and looked around; it was quite a drop to the ground, but not far enough that I would break


    something; this is my way out; this is how I could make my escape. So tonight, when it''s dark, I¡¯m out


    of here; they will have a more challenging time finding me in the dark.


    Satisfied with my n, I closed the window and locked it back up. I need to get better clothes first and


    some shoes; running through the forest in a robe and bare feet wasn¡¯t a good idea. I also need to eat


    something before I leave.


    I walked over to the small bookshelf in the room and browsed the choices. There were a few different


    options, but I decided to go with the astronomy book. Maybe I¡¯ll find something here that will help me


    get out of the forest faster.


    I sat on the bed and began reading. I delved so deep into what I was reading; I almost didn¡¯t notice the


    person standing within the room now, with their eyes fixated on me.


    I gasped loudly and put my hand to my chest. ¡°Omg, you scared me.¡±


    He just stood there silently; his eyes were near ck as he stared at my chest. I looked down and


    noticed my robe was open enough to expose my breasts, causing me to cover myself up quickly.


    He closed his eyes and shook his head. ¡°I brought you some clean clothes, and breakfast will be


    brought up to you shortly.¡± He casually said as he ced the clothing onto the bed.


    ¡°Thank you¡­sorry, I don¡¯t know your name.¡± I admitted. All this time, he had never told me his name.


    He straightened himself. ¡°Damon.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, Damon.¡± I smiled.


    ¡°How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?¡± He asked me, concerncing his tone.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine and no.¡± I was a bit sore, but nothing I couldn¡¯t deal with for the time being.


    His eyes narrowed on me as if he was trying to see through me. ¡°Good. If you need anything, let me


    know.¡± He said as he began to make his way out of the room.


    I pursed my lips and nodded my head. ¡°Will do,¡± I replied shortly and went back to reading my book.


    I peeked up from my book and noticed that he had paused at the door and was looking back at me


    now, a longing expression on his face. He then quickly left, locking the door behind him.


    After he left, I wasted no time getting dressed. He gave me a pair of ck leggings, a white top, socks,


    and running shoes. His taste wasn¡¯t too bad; I wondered where he got the clothes from and how he


    knew my size? As they fit me perfectly.


    Just as I finished getting dressed, a knock came at the door before a middle-aged woman walked in.


    She had red hair that reached the middle of her back and green eyes.


    ¡°Hello, my name is Anna, and I have brought you some breakfast.¡± She was very cheery, with a bright


    smile.


    ¡°Thank you.¡± I smiled. Anna seemed to be a genuinely lovely person.


    She ced the tray onto the bedside table and quickly left the room without saying another word. So


    much for having someone to talk to while I am being held here. The tray was overflowing with delicious-


    looking food, eggs, bacon, toast, sausage, and some apple juice to wash everything down. My stomach


    growled loudly at the te of food before me, and I took my time eating, enjoying the meal.


    After finishing my meal, I continued reading for a while until my eyes began to hurt. That was my cue to


    have a nice nap; this way, I would be well rested for my journey tonight.

 Chapter 4: A tender moment

    Chapter 4: A tender moment


    Damon POV:


    It was nighttime now, and I couldn¡¯t stop thinking about her as I paced around in my bedroom. I


    wondered if she was ok? If she was in any pain? The desire to be near her and touch her was so


    intense that it made my skin ache. The bond was driving me and my wolf mad! Finally, I couldn¡¯t take it


    anymore and decided to check on her.


    I walked over to the adjoining door and quietly opened it, slipping into her bedroom. Amelia was sound


    asleep; she looked so beautiful and peaceful. She was wearing a petite, white robe, and the moon


    shined in slightly, capturing her perfect body for me to see. I wanted more than anything to rip that robe


    off her, then kiss and lick every inch of her body, giving her orgasm, after orgasm, as I fucked her into


    oblivion. But I was going to behave or at least try my hardest to, in hopes that I wouldn¡¯t scare her off.


    I walked closer to her and just stared down at her, ying with a small piece of her hair. Then, I crept


    over to the other side of the room, softly climbing in next to her, touching her ever so lightly, so I didn¡¯t


    wake her. Within minutes, I was out.


    I woke to the suning in and realized I was still in bed with her. Shit! I quickly bolted from the room


    before she woke up and caught me.


    After I returned to my room, I jumped in the shower, wanting to rid myself of her scent, hoping that if I


    did, I would be able to get through the day without going insane.


    I went to my office and called for my Beta, Luca, toe in.


    He strode in, like the jackass he is. ¡°You rang, Alpha?¡± He smirked.


    I pinched the bridge of my nose. ¡°Seriously? Cut the shit, Luca.¡± I growled at him, not in the mood for


    his games.


    He rolled his eyes and flopped in the chair opposite my desk. ¡°Whatever!¡± He said in a childlike


    manner, ¡°What would you like, Damon? Better?¡± He arched an eyebrow.


    This man drives me fucking insane. If he weren¡¯t my best friend, I would have killed him long ago.


    I sighed. ¡°The girl you captured yesterday has been moved into the bedroom next to mine,¡± I said,


    acting like it was no big deal.


    He tilted his head to the side. ¡°Yes, I¡¯m aware. I meant to ask you about that. Why the fuck, is she in


    the packhouse, Damon?¡± He raised his voice slightly with hisst words.


    I stood to my feet, growling at him, ¡°Watch your Fucking tone.¡±


    He raised his hands in surrender. ¡°Calm down, dick head. People are asking questions and want to


    know why; a prisoner is now residing within the pack walls, and I would like to know as well?¡± He


    crossed his arms across his chest.


    I sat back down and sucked in a deep breath. ¡°Amelia¡¯s, my mate.¡±


    His eyes widened. ¡°You have got to be fucking joking me! She¡¯s a human, Damon.¡± He shouted.


    I threw my hands in the air in frustration. ¡°You don¡¯t think I know that, Luca! But I can¡¯t let her go, and I


    can¡¯t reject her; the pull is too fucking strong. So I don¡¯t know what the fuck to do, and I had her moved


    here because yesterday, I went to check on her and found Jordan assaulting her! He beat her and


    nearly raped her.¡± My body began to tremble with anger at the memory. ¡°I want her close to me, so I


    can watch over her better until I can figure out what to do about all of this shit.¡±


    His expression changed from anger to sympathy. ¡°Holy fuck, man! I¡¯m sorry about Jordan. That little


    fuck will pay for what he did! And I don¡¯t know what to tell you, man, you know me, I have nothing


    against humans, mostly, but I know your dad will never allow for you to mate with her; he despises


    humans.¡± He ran his fingers through his hair. ¡°I don¡¯t envy you right now, man.¡± He chuckled lightly, the


    fucking dick!


    ¡°Thanks for the vote of confidence.¡± I red at him. ¡°She can¡¯t stay here for long, or dad will find out,


    and I can¡¯t mate with her, or he will kill us both; I¡¯mpletely fucked!¡± I mmed my fists down on my


    desk, cracking the wood upon impact.


    Luca sighed heavily. ¡°I¡¯ll take care of the others, so no suspicions arise, and the questions are


    answered for now, just enough to keep the whispers to a dull minimum. But Damon, you have to deal


    with this and fast; there are people within the pack that are very loyal to your father and won¡¯t hesitate


    to inform him of what¡¯s going on.¡±


    I rubbed my hands down my face. ¡°I know, I¡¯ll figure shit out, one way or another.¡± I wasn¡¯t sure how I


    would figure this out or what exactly I would do, but I had to do something before my father found out


    and tried to harm her because I would fight him to the death if he dared toy a finger on her. Luca


    nodded hesitantly and then left the room.


    After my talk with Luca, I went to theundry room and grabbed Amelia some clean clothes,


    remembering hers were destroyed and brought them up to her room. I walked into the room and froze


    in my tracks. She wasying there on the bed reading, still wearing that fucking robe, and it was


    partially open, revealing those supple, perky breasts of hers. I couldn¡¯t move or speak; the urge to take


    her and make her mine was consuming me. She gasped, finally realizing that I was in the room with


    her.


    ¡°Omg, you scared me.¡± She said, her hand resting on her chest.


    I remained still and unmoving, entirely spellbound by her beauty. Low growls vibrated from my chest as


    my wolf rose to the surface, wanting to break free. Her brows scrunched together in confusion before


    she looked down at herself, noticing that she was exposed, and quickly covered herself up.


    I gave my head a shake to clear my thoughts. ¡°I brought you some clean clothes, and breakfast will be


    brought up to you shortly.¡± I tried to say as casual as possible while stayingposed, but the ever-


    growing bulge in my pants made that problematic.


    ¡°Thank you¡­sorry, I don¡¯t know your name.¡± She admitted a little embarrassed, and her cheeks turned


    a light shade of pink.


    I clenched my fists together, trying to fight the urges ¡°Damon.¡± I said shortly, as myposure was


    slipping, fast!


    ¡°Thank you, Damon.¡± She gave me a sweet smile, and I closed my eyes, trying to keep my shit


    together.


    I inhaled and exhaled slowly, focusing on my breathing. ¡°How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?¡± I


    asked, trying to distract myself.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine and no.¡± She said as she shook her head. But I could tell she was in pain; I could smell it, and


    I could feel her pain. So she is either modest or stubborn.


    ¡°Good. If you need anything, let me know.¡± I needed to get out of this room and away from her before


    something happened.


    She nodded and pursed her lips. ¡°Will do.¡±


    I paused at the door and looked back at her; that was an odd response! And her heart skipped a beat


    when she said that, is she hiding something?


    After leaving her room, I went straight into mine and had the world''s coldest shower!


    Amelia POV:


    I woke to the sound of someone knocking on my door; I looked around and noticed it was now evening


    and the sun was starting to go down. Anna entered the room with another tray of food.


    ¡°Hello dearie, I brought you your dinner. I also brought you lunch but noticed you were sleeping, and I


    didn¡¯t want to bother you. So, I brought up a little extra for you to eat.¡± She said with a wink.


    ¡°Thank you so much, Anna. I appreciate you doing that for me.¡± I genuinely smiled at her. She was


    such a sweet woman, and I couldn¡¯t begin toprehend why she worked here.


    She set the tray down on the table next to my bed. ¡°Is there anything else you need?¡±


    I shook my head. ¡°No, I am fine. Thank you.¡± In some ways, Anna reminded me of my mother, making


    me miss her even more.


    Anna nodded and left the room, closing and locking the door behind her.


    I was thankful she had brought me extra to eat; I¡¯ll need all the energy I can get for tonight. After I had


    finished eating, I walked over to the window and observed my surroundings, trying to see if I could spot


    anything I would recognize. I had studied the map for Kirney park quite a bit.


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    I noticed a clearing at the edge of the property, and it appeared to be a bit dense further in, which


    would be good to conceal myself. Then, within the far distance, I spotted the Kirney Crack, and the


    clearing I had just noticed seemed to be a straight shot to it. The only thing that will be tricky is I don¡¯t


    have any of my gear, which could cause a big problem for me, but I have to do this, equipment or not.


    I browsed the room for anything I could take with me that might be useful, but the space was damn


    near empty, aside from the furniture. I bent down to rummage through the one dresser when I heard a


    loud growle from behind me, startling me.


    I jumped and turned around, only to find Damon in my room once again. ¡°Fuck! You have got to stop


    scaring me like that.¡± I chuckled a bit.


    He didn¡¯t say anything, just walked closer to me, and with each step he took, I took a step back. He


    seemed off; his eyes looked so entranced and almost pitch ck. Finally, my back collided with the


    wall, and he was now mere inches from me. Damon raised his hand and brushed my hair away, then


    traced his finger down my face and across my lips as he stared into my eyes.


    My breath hitched as tingles shot down my body and straight to my core. This man could make me


    have an orgasm with just a simple expression, and I think that was one of the things that scared me the


    most about him, my attraction to him, the cravings I felt for him.


    I swallowed hard. ¡°Can I help you with something,¡± I asked, my voice a bit shaky.


    Damon grinned mischievously. ¡°I can think of a few things.¡± He said, low and huskily.


    His eyes were dark now but also held a yfulness to them, and his grin deepened. My thighs


    squeezed together, tightly and my pussy began to throb with the need. ¡°What¡¯s that?¡± I asked, and my


    heart started to pound in my chest from being anxious and excited. Was he flirting with me? Is he as


    turned on as I am? His hand came up and cupped my face before sliding his fingers into my hair,


    holding my head firmly in ce now. He bent his head down slightly, bringing his face closer to mine.


    My breathing quickened, and the anticipation was killing me. Then, he stopped suddenly, our lips so


    close, yet so far.


    Damon zoned out for a beat and then looked away from me, closing his eyes tightly. He took a step


    back, removed his hand from my hair, and breathed in profoundly. ¡°I just came in to see how you are


    doing and if there is anything you need?¡± His tone was clipped and strained.


    I was confused now, it seemed as though he would kiss me, but something had changed suddenly. ¡°I¡¯m


    doing good, thank you, and no, I¡¯m fine.¡± Was that really the reason he came into my room? I didn¡¯t


    understand how he could be so hot one minute and the next minute so cold.


    ¡°Good.¡± He smiled down at me. It wasn¡¯t until this moment that I realized just how much taller he was


    than me as I craned my neck up to look at him.


    He bent down and kissed my cheek, his lips lingering there for a moment. My eyes widened, and shock


    took over me as my body stilled. He surprised me with this, especially after the emotions he gave off


    just seconds ago.


    ¡°Good night, Amelia.¡± He smiled and then left the room.


    That was bizarre; why did he kiss my cheek? He was nothing but an asshole before when I was in the


    cell, and now, he is being all sweet and concerning. Maybe he is just trying to butter me up so I don¡¯t


    have his ass thrown in jail for kidnapping me.


    I shook my head of those thoughts and that moment with him and began to prepare myself for the


    journey ahead mentally.

 Chapter 5: My savior and my enemy

    Chapter 5: My savior and my enemy


    It was now nighttime, and the house had been quiet for a while; this was my cue to get the hell out of


    here! I opened the window, as quietly as I could, threw out the sheets that I fashioned into a rope and


    began to make my descent.


    My feet hit the ground, and I stilled, looking all around me, making sure no one was within sight. Finally,


    the coast was clear, and I beelined it for the woods. I ran through the woods, my heavy breathing and


    footsteps the only noise surrounding me. I had been running for a while now and decided to slow down


    to conserve my energy. Nothing around me looked familiar, and it was so dark, making it difficult to see


    anything, and the further I went into the forest, the denser it became.


    The moon shone through a small opening in the trees, illuminating a small creek. I stopped to rest,


    hoping the water may be clean enough for me to drink. Instead, I heard a low growle from behind


    me as I approached the water. I stilled, my breathing quickened, and my eyes darted all around me,


    looking for the animal that the growl may havee from.


    Suddenly, a pair of yellow eyes emerged from the trees on the other side of the water, ring right at


    me. My body froze, and I stopped breathing as fear crept up my spine. Then, the eyes came forward,


    and it stepped into the light; what I saw couldn¡¯t be fucking possible! It was a wolf, but not a normal


    one; this wolf was massive and ring right at me like I was itsst meal.


    I panicked and took off in the opposite direction. I could hear the wolf chasing after me; it was snarling,


    growling and chomping its teeth. The sound of the beast''s paws thudded against the ground and


    echoed throughout the forest. Finally, I came to an abrupt stop as I reached the edge of a cliff. I stared


    down, and it was a considerable drop, about 20 feet or more. I didn¡¯t know if I would survive if I jumped.


    Before I coulde to a decision, the wolf chasing me plowed into me, pushing me right over the


    edge. I tumbled down the side of the cliff, the rocks wing at my skin. My body mmed into the


    ground, and I heard a crack, but I only felt minimal pain as the adrenaline was racing through me.


    I looked up at the wolf that stood on the edge of the cliff, watching me, and I must have hit my head


    harder than I thought, as it looked like it was smiling at me? So much for escaping alive!


    It leapt down from the cliff andnded almost gracefully; its head slowly rose to meet my gaze, then


    stalked towards me, licking its lips. I tried to hurry away from it, but my body began to scream in pain,


    not allowing me to move an inch.


    The wolf barred its teeth at me, then chomped down on my leg, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.


    The wolf began to drag me across the ground. I fought and tried to kick it with my other leg, but it only


    growled at me and bit down harder.


    My head was pounding, and my vision became clouded. Then, just as I was losing all hope and


    considered defeat, I heard my name being called out. I looked up to see Damon standing on the edge


    of the cliff; he observed the situation, and fury crossed his face.


    He stepped back from the edge, and I gasped as he leapt over the edge; he was going to hurt himself


    or kill himself. Instead, however, he shifted into an enormous ck wolf when he was in midair.


    I screamed in horror at the sight before me. Am I imagining things? Am I going crazy? Hended on


    the other wolf, and they rolled away from me. Damon pinned the wolf under him and, secondster,


    ripped its throat out, tossing the head away like it was trash. His head snapped to me, staring at me


    intently, then he started running towards me, and that¡¯s when everything went ck.


    Damon POV:


    I paced in my room, unable to get her off my mind. I walked over to the adjoining door so often that the


    carpet was starting to wear down. I grasped the door handle, wanting to rush in there and capture her


    lips with mine; the urge to taste her was driving me mad.


    Kissing her on the cheek wasn¡¯t enough; the soft feeling of her skin still lingered on my lips. I didn¡¯t


    hear any movement in her room for some time, which concerned my wolf and me.


    My wolf was pacing, needing to find Amelia, to be with her and make her ours. However, something felt


    off with him as well; he seemed to be worried.


    Against my better judgement, I walked into her room, determined to be near her, but her bedroom was


    empty. I checked all over, and she wasn¡¯t there; that¡¯s when I noticed the window was open and a


    makeshift rope hung out the window. Fuck!


    I looked out and scanned the yard, and she was nowhere to be seen; I howled in rage. Then, I mind-


    linked Luca, telling him that she escaped and the grounds needed to be searched while I searched the


    woods.


    I leapt out the window and began running for the woods. I wanted to shift so bad that my skin ached


    and burned, it would help me find her faster, but I worried if I saw her, she would be scared at the sight


    of my wolf, scaring her off.


    As I got further into the forest, I picked up on her scent, and she was close, but I also picked up the


    smell of a rogue. Shit! Hopefully, it hadn¡¯t found her. Because if he harmed her in any way, I would rip


    him to pieces.


    I heard faint growling to my left, and then a blood-curdling scream rang through my ears, almost


    deafening me. I followed the sound, only toe upon a rogue, with his teeth embedded into her skin,


    as he dragged Amelia by her leg.


    ¡°Amelia,¡± I shouted; she looked in my direction, and the expression on her face almost broke my heart.


    I leapt off the cliff, and without thinking, I shifted into my wolf, letting my beast free, and we tackled the


    rogue, knocking him off Amelia. I mped my teeth down on his throat and ripped his head off his


    body.


    I was so fueled with rage and anger; I had almost forgotten she was here; my only focus was taking out


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    the rogue and destroying him. When she let out a shuddering breath, it brought me back to reality. My


    gaze turned to her, and something was wrong with her. I started to run to her, and that¡¯s when she


    passed out cold.


    I immediately shifted back to human and cradled her in my arms, I looked over her body, and she


    seemed in bad shape. I wasn¡¯t sure of the extent of her injuries, but she was losing a lot of blood from


    her leg; I scooped her up and ran towards the pack house.


    Once close enough, I linked with Luca, telling him to get a doctor to the infirmary immediately.


    Luca was waiting for me as I entered the infirmary wing, and his eyes widened when he saw me. ¡°What


    the fuck happened?¡± He yelled out.


    My eyes snapped to his, ¡°A rogue attacked her.¡± I said through gritted teeth.


    His brows shot up. ¡°Fuck man, she doesn¡¯t look good.¡± He said, pointing out the obvious.


    ¡°You fucking think?¡± I snapped at him.


    I took her into one of the empty rooms and gentlyid her down on the bed. A momentter, the doctor


    rushed in and began to examine her.


    I looked to the doctor. ¡°Is she going to be, ok?¡± I asked nervously.


    Her eyes roamed all over Amelia as her hands felt around her broken body. ¡°She has quite a few


    bruises and cuts, possibly some broken ribs, her leg is broken badly as well. The main vein in her leg


    was punctured, and she is bleeding badly.¡± She looked into my eyes, a solemn expression. ¡°We will do


    everything we can.¡± She smiled.


    My eyes narrowed on her. ¡°That answer is not reassuring,¡± I said in a deadly tone.


    ¡°I will do everything that I can to save her, Alpha. But I won¡¯t be able to focus with you in here; I have to


    ask you to leave.¡± She said shakily.


    I snarled at her and shook with rage as my chest heaved. Luca came up behind me, putting a hand on


    my shoulder. ¡°She¡¯s right; you need to give her space so that she can help her.¡± I red at him, then


    stormed out of the room.


    I knew that if I were in there, I would probably cause more problems, but at the same time, I didn¡¯t give


    a shit! I just wanted to be with Amelia and not leave her side.


    I grabbed a chair from the other room, dragged it into the hall, ced it next to her door, and sat down.


    I wasn¡¯t going anywhere until I knew she was alright.


    Amelia POV:


    The sound of machines beeping flooded my ears as the smell of medical equipment wafted in the air.


    My whole body ached, and I felt so exhausted, it hurt even to open my eyes. I tried to reposition myself


    on the bed, as my ass felt numb from being in one spot. Finally, I opened my eyes just a little to look


    around, and I noticed Damon standing next to my bed.


    ¡°Here, let me help you.¡± He said softly. He gripped my hips gently and helped to turn me onto my side


    slightly, then propped a pillow behind my back for support.


    I gave him a drunken smile as my eyes fluttered open and shut. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    He caressed my check with his thumb, and I was out again.


    I was startled awake, dreaming of the wolf that attacked me. My breathing was erratic, and my heart


    began to feel like it was going a mile a minute.


    Damon rushed to my side and engulfed me in his arms, then ran a hand down the length of my hair,


    trying to soothe me. ¡°Shh, it''s ok. Your safe now.¡±


    I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself, but then I remembered that Damon had turned into a wolf.


    That¡¯s when I began to panic, realizing he was right beside me, and I was in his arms.


    I gasped, looking at him and tried to move away from him, pushing at his rock-solid chest. My eyes


    widened in fear. ¡°You¡­you¡­turned into a wolf,¡± I said, my voice wavering.


    His expression became neutral. ¡°No, Amelia, I didn¡¯t. A wolf attacked you.¡±


    I shoved him away from me, putting distance between us. ¡°Yea, I know I was attacked by a wolf. But I


    saw you jump off that cliff and turn into a wolf. I know I did!¡± I shouted.


    He leaned closer to me, trying to eliminate the gap, but I put my hand up, stopping him. ¡°Don¡¯te


    near me; you¡¯re a monster!¡±


    He looked hurt by my words, ¡°Amelia, I promise I won¡¯t hurt you.¡± He said calmly.


    I scoffed. ¡°Won¡¯t hurt me? Yet, you tore the head off that wolf; you killed it and in a brutal way. How in


    the fuck, do you want me to believe that you won¡¯t hurt me?¡± I asked him.


    His expression became stern as he moved my hand away and leaned in closer to me. ¡°If I hadn¡¯t killed


    that wolf, you would be dead by now, rotting inside its stomach. I saved your life; if I were going to hurt


    you, Amelia, I would have killed you the moment I walked into that cell.¡± His tone was dark, but his


    words held truth to them.


    What Damon said made sense; he could have killed me at any time. He could¡¯ve let that other man


    attack me, but he didn¡¯t, he had helped me, and this time, Damon saved my life.


    Damon sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair as he watched me. I didn¡¯t know what to say or


    how to react; I had just watched this man change into a wolf, something I only read about in stories.


    I cleared my throat. ¡°How?¡±


    His brows scrunched together. ¡°How, what?¡±


    ¡°How did you do that? And don¡¯t lie to me; I know what I saw.¡± I said, narrowing my eyes on him.


    He looked away from me. ¡°I didn¡¯t change into a wolf, Amelia. You were hallucinating.¡± His voice was


    low.


    I sat up in my bed. ¡°Bullshit! Don¡¯t lie to me! I know what I saw, and I saw you turn into a wolf!¡± I yelled


    at him.


    Damon whipped his head in my direction with a furious expression on his face. He leaned down,


    cing his hands on either side of my head, caging me between his muscr arms. His eyes changed


    from their beautiful blue to a dark shade of yellow. I sunk myself into the bed, terrified of him right now.


    His jaw was clenched tightly, and his lip twitched. ¡°Are you sure you saw me turn into a wolf? Are you


    sure you weren¡¯t just imagining things?¡± He tilted his head to the side, bringing his lips to my ear.


    ¡°Maybe, I am the big bad wolf, and you are my little red riding hood, and I¡¯m just waiting for the perfect


    opportunity to eat¡­¡­you¡­¡­up.¡± He reared back, and a sinister smile spread across his lips.


    My lip quivered, and I bit down on it to keep it still. I was so afraid of this man and what he would do to


    me. But my stupid ass reached up and pped him across the face. His head whipped to the side upon


    impact, and he slowly turned back to look back at me. He narrowed his eyes while grinning at me and


    then started tough.


    Damon leaned in again, bringing his face closer to mine. ¡°You¡¯re lucky you are injured and in this bed,


    or else I¡¯d spank that pretty little ass of yours for that stunt.¡± He gripped my chin tightly, causing me to


    whimper. ¡°Pull something like that again, and I promise you will regret it!¡± He spat.


    He then stood from the bed, turned around and stormed out of the room, mming the door shut. I had


    finally let out the breath I didn¡¯t know I had been holding in and started to hyperventte as tears began


    to pour down my face. I gathered myself and observed my body, taking note of my injuries, and that¡¯s


    when I saw my broken leg. My chest heaved, and more tears streamed down my face as I realized that


    I was stuck here until my leg healed. Fuck! I¡¯m never going to escape this ce.

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    Chapter 6: Trapped


    I¡¯ve been stuck in this bed for three weeks now, isted and alone. I hadn¡¯t seen Damon since the day


    I woke up in here. I haven¡¯t really seen anyone, aside from the doctor and a nurse. It¡¯s been very


    lonely, and I just want out of this ce so bad; I just wanted to go home, but I was stuck here until my


    leg had healed.


    As Iy there, sulking, the doctor came in for her regr visit. ¡°Good morning, Amelia.¡± She said with a


    bright smile. She was always so cheerful and warm towards me, brightening the atmosphere around


    us.


    ¡°Good morning Ruth.¡± I had gotten to know Ruth quite well over these past few weeks, and she has


    been very good to me.


    ¡°How are you feeling this morning?¡± She asked as she began to check my vitals.


    I pursed my lips. ¡°Not too bad, I guess,¡± I said with a shrug of my shoulders. I was improving, feeling


    better each day, but my mental health was beginning to diminish as the days went on in solitude.


    She tilted her head to the side, raising a brow. ¡°Aren¡¯t you excited?¡± She asked me.


    My brows furrowed, as I thought for a moment, suddenly I remembered something that instantly


    improved my mood ¡°Omg! I forgot; I get my cast off today.¡± Relief washed over me at the thought of


    this; I would finally be free from this room and free to leave this ce, free to go home.


    She smiled. ¡°Yes, but remember, there is a chance that it hasn¡¯t healed yet. When this onees off,


    depending on the X-ray, another one may go right back on.¡± She said regretfully.


    My excitement instantly vanished; I couldn¡¯t stand the thought of being stuck here for another three


    weeks; I needed to get out of here and go home.


    My face fell. ¡°I know,¡± I said sadly. I could only hope that Ruth woulde back with good news after


    my X-ray.


    She ced a reassuring hand on my shoulder. ¡°Cheer up; I¡¯m sure everything will be fine. Your other


    injuries healed quite nicely and fast, too, so fingers crossed.¡± She held her hand up as she crossed her


    fingers with excitement.


    I nodded and gave her a half-smile. I was not feeling very optimistic.


    ¡°I¡¯ll send Trevor in to bring you down to the X-ray room.¡± She said excitedly.


    I snorted at her upbeat attitude; I couldn¡¯t understand how she was always lively and happy. ¡°Ok, thank


    you.¡±


    After a few moments, Trevor walked in with an extra pep in his step. ¡°Morning, beautiful.¡± He shouted


    and was full of cheerfulness.


    I chuckled. ¡°Morning, Trevor.¡± He was worse than Ruth; I swear you could shit in his corn kes, and he


    wouldugh it off.


    Trevor is the nurse that¡¯s been attending to me and assisting the doctor. Honestly, if it wasn¡¯t for him, I


    don¡¯t think I would have gotten through some of this. He is so energetic, joyful, amusing, and just


    absolutely fantastic. He never ceases to make smile orugh.


    He propped his hand on his hip. ¡°What are you still doingying in that bed? Little misszy pants.¡± He


    said with sass.


    I arched a brow. ¡°Waiting for your ass.¡± I retorted.


    He tsked and shook his head. ¡°What would you do without me?¡±


    I shrugged. ¡°Parish,¡± I said with a smile.


    Over the past three weeks, I had be very close to Trevor; he visited me every day, some days


    more than once, making sure I was alright, that I was eating,ughing and smiling. We talked for hours,


    and he would bring games to y together. It was never a dull moment with him around, and I wouldn¡¯t


    have it any other way.


    ¡°Come on, get your ass up. That bitch¡± He pointed at my leg, ¡°Needs to go!¡±


    I scoffed. ¡°You don¡¯t need to tell me twice.¡± I threw my legs over the edge of the bed; Trevor extended


    his arm out for me to grab onto and steady myself as I stood on my foot.


    I wobbled a little, struggling to maintain my bnce. ¡°Come on, girl, you¡¯ve got this.¡± Trevor winked at


    me. He was so encouraging, and I was beyond grateful for that.


    One of the perks of bing close to Trevor was he told me the truth, bits of it at least. Of course,


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    there was only so much he could say to me without getting into serious trouble. But he exined that


    he is a werewolf, that everyone here is. They can shift at will between their human form and their beast


    form. They keep their kind a secret from humans and don¡¯t harm humans unless there is a good reason


    for them to do so. They are a pack, a family, and Damon is their Alpha. Some of the information was


    overwhelming, but I loved learning about it, especially mating. How they are destined to find someone


    who is their perfect match, someone they would die for and love unconditionally. I thought that was


    beautiful and unique.


    I was finally stable on my feet, sort of; Trevor and I then made our way to the X-ray room. Singing and


    Ruth removed the cast gently and then began to take X-rays. She left me in the room while she went to


    examine the pictures. It started to feel like she had been gone for eons as I impatiently waited for her to


    my breathing faltered at the thought of my leg still not being healed.


    I looked at her with wide eyes. ¡°Well?¡± I anxiously asked her.


    She closed her eyes and let out a heavy breath. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Amelia.¡± She said, sadnesscing her tone.


    My lip quivered. ¡°My leg hasn¡¯t healed, has it?¡± Tears were now threatening to spill from my eyes.


    She perked up suddenly. ¡°No, your leg has healed.¡± She smiled. ¡°But now, we won¡¯t get to see you


    every day.¡± She frowned like a child.


    I clutched my chest and chuckled. ¡°Oh my god! Don¡¯t do that to me. I had thought that my leg hadn¡¯t


    healed, and as much as I love to see you and Trevor every day, I am beyond sick of being stuck in that


    bed!¡± I said dramatically.


    She smiled before her facial expression became grave. ¡°But you need to be careful; your leg is


    sensitive and freshly healed. So, any idents or trauma to the leg and it will break again, very easily.¡±


    She scolded me as if she was my mother.


    I nodded erratically. ¡°Yes, of course.¡± I agreed with her, excitement bursting inside of me.


    I got off the bed and engulfed her in a huge hug. ¡°Thank you so much, Ruth, for everything. You have


    no idea; how grateful I am for you.¡± I said before letting her go and smiling at her.


    She smiled back at me; then she began to tear up. ¡°You are so wee, Amelia. It has been a


    pleasure getting to know you.¡± She expressed to me.


    Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind us. ¡°Umm, excuse me? What about me bitch?¡± Trevor


    shouted, ring at me.


    I rushed over and gave him a big hug. ¡°I think I¡¯m going to miss you the most, you¡¯ve been such a great


    friend to me, and I couldn¡¯t thank you enough, Trevor,¡± I said with tears streaming down my face now.


    Trevor closed his eyes, obviously not wanting us to see him so emotional ¡°Goddamn you, Amelia,


    you¡¯re making me cry now.¡± He reared back and started fanning his face.


    Iughed at him and his goofy antics. ¡°Can I go home now?¡± I asked them.


    They looked at each other with troubled expressions and remained silent, but it felt as though they


    were having a quiet conversation.


    My brows scrunched together, the silence bing daunting now. ¡°What? What is it?¡± I asked with


    concern.


    Trevor looked to me, a solemn expression. ¡°Well, you have to speak with Damon first,¡± Trevor said.


    My shoulders slumped. ¡°Why?¡± I didn¡¯t understand why I couldn¡¯t just go home. But then I remembered


    Trevor telling me that they keep their kind a secret from humans, and most likely, I am now a liability, a


    danger to revealing their secret.


    Ruth walked over and held my hand in hers, squeezing it gently. ¡°Because your human, and if you want


    to leave here, the Alpha has to grant it,¡± Ruth informed me, guilt in her tone.


    I rolled my eyes and sighed. ¡°Fine, can you take me to see Damon, please,¡± I said, looking between the


    two of them. I wanted to get this over with and get out of here, so I could finally go home.


    Trevor came to my side, giving me a half-smile. ¡°Come on, doll; I¡¯ll take you.¡±


    I smiled. ¡°Thank you.¡± I turned towards the door to leave, fingers crossed that this wouldn¡¯t end badly


    and he would allow me to go without question, but one way or another, I¡¯m getting out of here; I don¡¯t


    care what it takes!


    Damon POV:


    Amelia had seemed so weak and broken that day in the hospital, except when she pped me. I


    smiled at the memory, she had fire and strength inside of her, and when she struck me, I wanted more


    than anything to devour her mouth with mine. I almost prayed she would do it again so that I could


    spank that ass of hers.


    Since that day in the hospital, I hadn''t spoken with Amelia, knowing she needed her space. The urge to


    be near her was excruciating, and I craved her presence constantly. So, every night after she fell


    asleep, I would sneak into her room and watch over her, gently running a finger across those rosy


    cheeks of hers.


    I craved to feel her soft skin with my hands, exploring every inch of her body as she writhed beneath


    me. But I held myposure by a fucking thread!


    I kept tabs on her through Trevor, a nurse in the medical wing. I trusted him and knew he wouldn¡¯t try


    anything, as she wasn¡¯t his type. He informed that she was healing rapidly and quite well, which eased


    myself and my wolf.


    I was sitting in my office, trying to catch up on some things that I had been avoiding, as attempting to


    focus on something other than Amelia felt damn near impossible. Then, I was disrupted by a knock at


    the door.


    ¡°Come in.¡± I groaned out.


    Trevor walked into my office with Amelia trailing behind him. I straightened myself in my chair, and my


    wolf began to howl inside my head with excitement, finally seeing her awake. I pushed him back down


    before digging my nails into my thighs, trying to contain him and myself.


    Trevor narrowed his eyes at me briefly, and then they widened a little before he shook his head.


    ¡°Amelia asked to see you, Alpha.¡± He told me with a shit-eating grin on his face. Just by the way he


    was acting, I could tell that he knew something was up, that he knew I was struggling around her right


    now.


    I red at him. ¡°Thank you, Trevor; you may leave now.¡± I shooed him with my hand.


    He bowed his head and turned to leave the room, but Amelia grabbed his arm, not wanting him to go.


    My wolf growled upon seeing her touch another man, and some of that growl had slipped out.


    Their heads whipped in my direction, Trevor wide-eyed and Amelia confused. But thankfully, Trevor


    brushed it off and looked back to Amelia, whispering something to her. I focused on the whispers, so I


    could hear what he said.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, doll; you¡¯ll be fine.¡± He squeezed her shoulder tofort her.


    She sucked in a deep breath and then nodded as she watched Trevor leave the room and close the


    door behind him, leaving her alone with me.


    She hesitantly looked to me but then straightened herself, and any sign of fear was wiped from her


    features, but the smell of it still lingered in the air. I chuckled to myself at her attempt to be brave in


    front of me; she was my little spitfire.


    I cleared my throat and gestured to the chair in front of my desk. ¡°Would you like to take a seat?¡± I


    offered her.


    She shook her head. ¡°No, thank you. I¡¯ve been immobile for too long, and it feels good to stand up.¡±


    I nodded. ¡°I understand. Now, what did you want to speak to me about?¡± I asked as I leaned back in my


    chair and folded my arms across my chest. I loved to intimidate her and watch her squirm.


    She gulped harshly as she yed with her hands, ¡°I...I... would like to go home.¡± She finally squeaked


    out.


    My blood began to boil at the thought of her leaving me, and my wolf began to stir, wanting to keep her


    here with us


    I sat up quickly and mmed my fists down on my desk, unable to control my rage. ¡°NO! You cannot


    go home.¡± I boomed.


    She flinched at my outburst but quickly regained herself and stood confidently.


    She threw her arms in the air. ¡°Why not? I am no longer injured and want to return home, where I


    belong.¡± She snapped.


    I began to shake from the fury building within me. ¡°Because I fucking said so, and you belong here,


    with me.¡± Shit! I didn¡¯t mean to say that out loud. The words had juste out of my mouth before I


    could stop myself.


    Her brows furrowed together in confusion. ¡°What do you mean here with you?¡± She questioned.


    I cleared my throat and thought of the first logical thing I could say ¡°So, I can keep an eye on you and


    make sure you don¡¯t tell others about us, about werewolves.¡± I told her in an attempt to cover up what I


    had just said.


    Her eyes widened before she looked away from me. ¡°Trevor told me that he and you spoke, that he


    told you the truth,¡± I informed her; my pack didn¡¯t hide anything from me, and even if they tried to, I still


    found out.


    Amelia folded her arms across her chest. ¡°Well, at least Trevor was honest with me and didn¡¯t lie to


    me.¡± She scowled at me.


    It pained my wolf and me to know that another man had told her this information, that I was stupid


    enough to lie to her. I should have just told her the truth then and there.


    I pinched the bridge of my nose and huffed in annoyance. ¡°If you hadn¡¯t run away, you would have


    never found out!¡± I said through gritted teeth.


    She scoffed at my words, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t have had reason to run if you hadn¡¯t fucking kidnapped me.¡±


    Amelia screamed at me; anger etched onto her beautiful features now.


    I rose from my chair and, in an instant, was standing face to face with her. She gasped and pressed


    herself into the wall, clearly stunned at my speed and the minimal amount of distance between us now.


    Amelia POV:


    Damon wrapped hisrge hand firmly around my neck, twisted us around and mmed me onto the


    desk, caging me between him and the wood. I trembled slightly from fear. Especially with the


    knowledge, I had gained over these past few weeks. Knowing now just how easy it would be for this


    man to rip me to pieces without a second thought.


    He red down at me. ¡°You crossed into mynds and attacked one of my men; it was determined that


    you were a threat and the safety of my people is always top priority. At first, I didn¡¯t know what to do


    with you; I had thought about letting you go in the beginning, but then that man attacked you, and I


    wanted to ensure you were alright before deciding on what to do, but then you just had to run, causing


    even more problems.¡± Damon said through gritted teeth. His body was pressed to mine, making my


    skin feel like it was on fire.


    I was baffled by his words, how he so quickly med everything on me. ¡°I ran because you wouldn¡¯t


    fucking let me go; I felt as though I had no other choice in the matter. I want to go home; I don¡¯t want to


    be here anymore.¡± I yelled in his face as I had finally let it all out, and tears began to well in my eyes. I


    was overwhelmed with everything, feeling angry and miserable.


    His expression was neutral, eyes holding no emotion. ¡°Now that you know our secret, I can¡¯t let you go


    yet. Not until I¡¯ve determined that you are not a liability to the pack.¡± He stated calmly.


    Fury coursed through my veins now, taking over my thoughts as I drank in his words, telling me that I


    couldn¡¯t leave, that I couldn¡¯t go home.


    I struggled underneath him. ¡°Let me go and get the fuck off of me.¡± I was frustrated and annoyed with


    him and his decision.


    A wicked smile spread across his face before he leaned down. ¡°I like you like this, though, vulnerable


    and squirming beneath me.¡± He whispered sweetly in my ear.


    I was taken aback by his words, the sudden change in subject and I took notice of the hard cock


    pressing against my thigh. I shook my head and got back on track.


    ¡°I am not going to tell anyone about your kind; I wouldn¡¯t put you guys in danger, especially after talking


    with Trevor,¡± I told him truthfully.


    Trevor had exined everything to me, and I could never put him in danger, especially when he trusted


    me.


    He released me and stood on his feet. ¡°As I said, I will determine that over time, and when I¡¯m sure you


    will not tell anyone, then you can go home.¡± His expression was stern, yet sympathetic and I felt as


    though he was lying to me about something, about the real reason he wouldn¡¯t let me go.


    Rage boiled inside of me now. I got off the desk and stood in front of him, my chest heaving now.


    I shoved him in the chest. ¡°Fuck you, Damon and your bullshit lie; let me go home!¡± I began to pound


    on his chest with my fists, and for a moment, I could¡¯ve sworn I saw a smile form on those plump lips,


    but I had to have been seeing things, as his expression was apathetic now.


    Damon gripped my wrists tightly. ¡°That¡¯s enough.¡± He growled, ¡°I will not discuss this any further; my


    decision is final.¡± He released my wrists and began to walk back to his desk.


    My nostrils red. ¡°I hate you; you¡¯re an asshole.¡± I turned on my feet and headed towards the door, but


    Damon grabbed me by the waist, swung me around and mmed me into the wall.


    ¡°I would learn to watch that pretty little mouth of yours if I were you; you know what I am and what I¡¯m


    capable of.¡± He said in a deadly tone.


    I didn¡¯t say anything, just looked away from him. I felt defeated and drained at the moment; I needed to


    be alone. ¡°Can I go to my room now?¡±


    He released me and took a step back, making room for me to go by him. I stormed out of his office,


    mming the door behind me. I went to my room, and as I entered, I noticed the windows now had


    bars on them; you¡¯ve got to be fucking kidding me? This truly is a prison, and I am the


    prisoner.

 Chapter 7: Desires

    Chapter 7: Desires


    I was sitting in my room reading a book when Damon burst into the room. ¡°Anna informed me that you


    didn¡¯t eat dinner; why?¡± He asked, his tone filled with irritation.


    I shrugged. ¡°I¡¯m not hungry,¡± I said without looking in his direction.


    ¡°Why the fuck not?¡± The anger in Damon¡¯s voice was evident as he clenched his teeth together, holding


    back how angry he was.


    ¡°Because I¡¯m not.¡± I still didn¡¯t look at him. Damon was thest person I wanted to see right now.


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    He groaned loudly. ¡°Stop being a fucking child; you need to eat.¡± He snapped.


    I looked up, meeting his gaze and red daggers at him, then threw my book at him, but of course, he


    caught it.


    He raised an eyebrow. ¡°Really? Throwing shit at me now? You are a fucking child.¡± He tossed the book


    down on the floor.


    I got off the bed and stood to my feet. Then, looking down at the nightstand and I grabbed themp. I


    knew I was acting slightly childish, but at this moment, I was so furious with Damon that I just didn¡¯t


    care.


    He narrowed his eyes at me in warning. ¡°Don¡¯t you fucking dare, Amelia.¡±


    I ripped it out from the wall and was about to throw it at him when suddenly he was in front of me.


    Damon grabbed themp from me and threw it across the room, shattering it to pieces. He stood there,


    chest heaving, nostrils red, and jaw so tense, I thought it would break.


    I narrowed my eyes. ¡°Now, who¡¯s the child, Damon,¡± I said, emphasizing his name.


    His lip twitched, and then he did something I honestly didn¡¯t expect. Damon cupped my face with his


    hands before smashing his lips with mine and devouring my mouth. I was inplete shock, unable to


    move or react. Why the hell is he kissing me?


    I didn¡¯t react at first, due to the surprise. But then something happened that I had never experienced


    before. Sparks started to flow through me, and I gave in, wrapping my arms around him securely and


    kissing him back. My skin felt like it was on fire, yet tingly; it was the oddest sensation. Everything felt


    right suddenly, Damon felt right, and I wanted him.


    The way his mouth and tongue moved against mine was so alluring and skilled. This man had me in


    the palm of his hand at this moment. I had never had a man kiss me this way with such passion and


    desire.


    I wrapped my legs around his torso, and he gripped my ass, firmly holding me up. Damon didn¡¯t waste


    any time as he walked over to the bed and threw me down on the mattress. His hands and mouth were


    all over my body, feeling and tasting every inch of me hungrily, savagely. A moan escaped my lips, and


    his chest vibrated as a growl emanated from him.


    He captured my lips again with his, then started to nt soft kisses down my neck, trailing to my


    corbone. His one hand gently caressed my breast, while the other was tightly gripping my hip; he


    slowly moved down, continuing to kiss my skin.


    Damon gripped the ends of my shirt and lifted it over my head, revealing a pinkcy bra. He stopped


    and examined the material. The bra hade from Ruth, and this was the only thing she had that fit


    me.


    His eyes focused on mine. ¡°Who have you worn this for?¡± He asked through slightly gritted teeth.


    I rolled my eyes at his jealous demeanour. ¡°Shut up and kiss me.¡± I reached up and wrapped my arms


    around his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. He hesitated for a second and tried to pull back,


    obviously not liking my answer, but he almost instantly gave in and kissed me back.


    I released his neck and reached back to unhook my bra, freeing my aching breasts. I felt self-conscious


    about revealing so much to Damon, but I also felt safe doing it. He stared down at my half-naked form,


    drinking in the sight of my exposed flesh, then an approving growl slipped from his lips before he


    devoured my left breast with his mouth.


    He sucked and nipped on my erect bud gently but with a small amount of pressure, creating just the


    right amount of pleasure and pain. I began to squirm as the pleasure built between my legs.


    ¡°Oh, Damon.¡± I moaned out as I gripped onto his hair.


    His one hand began rubbing my stomach, then slipped under my shorts and went straight to my wet,


    throbbing pussy. His fingers glided along my folds, paying extra attention to my clit, as he rubbed


    circles around it.


    His fingers slipped inside me, causing me to release a loud moan. Then, he began pumping them in


    and out, slow and deep, as he continued sucking my breast with his mouth.


    Moans continued to spill from my mouth, bing louder and louder with each thrust of his fingers.


    My orgasm was at its peak now and ready to be released. Damon¡¯s fingers curled inside of me, hitting


    that magical spot, and I screamed his name as my orgasm erupted from my body, leaving me a weak


    and gasping mess underneath of him.


    He trailed kisses up my chest and to my lips. Damon kissed me hard before lifting himself off me and


    standing to his feet.


    Damon stared at his hand before putting his fingers in his mouth and sucking my juices off them.


    ¡°Mmm.¡± He growled out, then winked at me and left the room. Only to leave me lying on the bed,


    confused and bewildered at what just happened.


    I hadn¡¯t seen Damon at all today, and to be honest, I was kind of happy about that, especially afterst


    night. I couldn¡¯t stop thinking about it, the way he made me feel, the way he kissed me, the way he


    touched me. I was a little embarrassed and ashamed of myself, primarily for being so intimate with


    someone that I didn¡¯t fully know.


    After I had finished my breakfast, I decided to do some more reading; this time, I chose a book on


    Greek mythology.


    Damon POV:


    After leaving her room, I jumped into the shower and froze myself. Trying my hardest to calm the urge


    to go back in there and im Amelia as mine, sinking my cock deep inside her. I wanted to remind


    myself of the consequences if I mated with her, but the urge to do so was bing more potent by the


    minute, and what I just did, doesn¡¯t help.


    The morning hade too soon, and I woke up with the most painful erection as she consumed my


    dreams. I walked over to the adjoining door and pressed my palm against the cool wooden door,


    wanting more than anything to walk in there and make her scream my name again, but I pulled myself


    back and once again had another cold shower.


    I finished in the shower, then threw on some clothes and opened my door, but I froze before entering


    the hallway. I saw Amelia, with her head peeking out of her door, frantically looking around. ¡°Hmm, it


    seems as though someone is trying to avoid me.¡± I chuckled and wondered if she was weakening


    around me, just as I was around her.


    I was never a fan of humans, and my father raised me to believe that they are monsters. Still, she was


    different for so many reasons, and the thought of me going against sacred werewolfw so that I could


    be with her was something I was thoroughly considering every waking minute. But, unfortunately, my


    father enacted thew when he became Alpha, and since then, the rule has been heavily enforced. But


    what if I could change that and prove that not all humans are monsters, that only some are, just like our


    kind when ites to rogues.


    I watched her cautiously leave her room and go down the stairs. I quietly followed her, watching her


    every move; some of the pack members here seemed to be warming up to her quickly, others not so


    much, but they knew she was under my protection and wouldn¡¯t dare to go against me.


    Those who resided within the packhouse had quickly found out about Amelia being here and that I was


    protecting her. Luca and I assured everyone that she was here for observation purposes to see if she


    was a hunter and if she hadpanions with her. Some seemed to have bought it, and others not so


    much.


    I slipped into my office and began to catch up on business when Luca barged in and flopped into one of


    the chairs.


    I raised an eyebrow ¡°Yea,e in, Luca and have a seat.¡± I said jokingly.


    He smiled. ¡°Thanks, man, will do.¡±


    I groaned. ¡°What do you want?¡±


    He tapped his chin with his index finger. ¡°Well, Alpha, how did things gost night?¡± He questioned with


    a knowing smirk.


    I red at him. ¡°None of your business.¡± My wolf shed before my eyes, bing irritated with him


    already.


    Luca chuckled. ¡°We need to soundproof the house; I didn¡¯t enjoy that as much as she didst night.¡±


    A low, threatening growl slipped from my mouth as my wolf was bing infuriated with him now.


    ¡°Luca, I¡¯m¡­.¡± Before I could finish my sentence, one of my warriors at the border mind linked with me,


    informing me of a breach at the borders and a captured rogue.


    Luca and I shot up from our seats and made our way out of the house, heading straight for the


    dungeons.


    Amelia POV:


    I had fallen asleep at some point while reading, only to be woken up by Trevor barging into my


    bedroom.


    ¡°Get up,zy girl!¡± He shouted at me.


    I grunted at his enthusiastic and hyper demeanour. ¡°How are you always so cheerful?¡± I asked with an


    annoyed tone.


    ¡°Because I get to see you, and I get to annoy you.¡± Heughed.


    I rolled my eyes at him and buried myself back in the bed, trying to ignore him, but he just flopped


    himself onto my bed.


    ¡°What do you want, Trevor?¡± My voice muffled through the pillow.


    He shook me almost violently. ¡°Well, tonight, one of the clubs in the city is having their annual glitter


    party, and we are going.¡± He shrieked.


    I perked up at the thought of getting out of the house, being free from these four walls, but then


    paused, ¡°I¡¯m not allowed out of the house Trevor, how am I going to go? Damon will never allow me to


    leave.¡± I slumped back down.


    He smiled. ¡°Well, a little birdy told me that the Alpha is going to be very busy for the remainder of the


    day and a good portion of the night, meaning he will be distracted. So,e evening, you and I can


    easily slip out, take one of the cars and go to the city.¡± He grinned deviously.


    Iy there contemting his words. Would we be able to leave without being caught? Would Damon


    find out that we snuck out? How severe would the consequences be for both of us?


    Trevor nudged my shoulder, bringing me out of my thoughts.


    ¡°Stop overthinking it; we are going!¡± He dered. I guess I did not have a choice.


    ¡°Ok, let¡¯s do it!¡± I said with excitement. I needed this; I needed to get out, let loose and have some fun.


    I gripped his shoulders. ¡°Wait! I need some clothes.¡± I couldn¡¯t very well go to a club wearing


    sweatpants and a baggy sweater.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, your pretty little head doll; Ruth is giving me something for you to wear.¡± He winked.


    It was now evening, and I had not seen Damon all day. I was sitting in my room, doing my hair and


    makeup, I did not want to attract too much attention, so I went with a sexy but subtle look. As I was


    finishing up, Trevor barged into my room. He was wearing a ck long sleeve, silk shirt, grey pants


    and converses. I eyed him up and down, taking in his appearance; he had even done his hair.


    I whistled at him. ¡°Well, don¡¯t you look handsome.¡± I smiled.


    He waved me off. ¡°Pshh, of course, I do, and you don¡¯t look so bad yourself.¡± He winked at me. ¡°But


    you will need this to finish the look.¡± He grinned and handed me a mid-thigh length, strapless, ck


    dress and red pumps. I stood there, mouth agape, eyeing the dress.


    ¡°Are you serious?¡± I looked between him and the dress. ¡°I can¡¯t wear this! It¡¯s too short and shy,


    Trevor. I don¡¯t want to attract attention tonight; I want to have fun with you.¡± I sighed, ufortable


    with the idea of wearing something that didn¡¯t conceal much.


    ¡°Oh,e on, don¡¯t be a party pooper. You will look beautiful in this dress, and if anyone bothers you,


    I¡¯ll take care of them.¡± He said while grinning like the devil he is.


    I groaned. ¡°Fine!¡± Finally, I caved in and took the dress from him.


    I slipped into the bathroom and changed into the dress, then stood there and examined myself. It was


    something I would have never picked out for myself, as it was not my style, but I had to admit, the


    dress made me feel good. The soft fabric hugged my curves perfectly and made my body pop. I


    honestly did feel like a sexy vixen.


    I walked out of the bathroom, and Trevor¡¯s eyes widened.


    Trevor whistled, ¡°Damn Amelia if I weren¡¯t gay, I would do you.¡± He said while pursing his lips.


    I shook my head. ¡°You are awful; you know that?¡±


    He smiled. ¡°That¡¯s why you love me.¡± Then, he walked over and kissed my cheek.


    I scoffed. ¡°Not the point. When are we leaving? I don¡¯t want anyone to see me dressed like this.¡± But, of


    course, if anyone caught us and saw me in this dress, especially Damon, we were both screwed.


    Trevor looked down at his watch. ¡°In two minutes, the guards will be changing shifts, and that will be


    our only chance to make a dash for it without being seen.¡± He decided to inform me. I was nervous


    already, and he just made it worse.


    After a couple of minutes, Trevor and I quietly snuck downstairs and out the front door. We ducked


    around the side of the house and ran towards the garage. Trevor grabbed a set of keys off the hook,


    choosing a ck jeep. We hopped into the jeep and drove off.


    As we drove off, I began to feel like I was betraying Damon and his trust. He had his moments where


    he was aplete asshole and moments where he was good, but I needed this. Besides, he doesn¡¯t


    own me; he cannot tell me what to do. Yet, I still felt guilty for leaving and just hoped he would not find


    out.

 Chapter 8: Not again

    Chapter 8: Not again


    WARNING!


    This chapter contains scenes of physical and sexual assault. Please continue ahead of this chapter if


    such settings may be offensive to you or cause you to be ufortable. You have been warned.


    After driving for a while, Trevor and I finally arrived at the club. A vast, neon sign hung from the


    building, saying Dance, Dance. Trevor parked the jeep, and we climbed out, then started to walk


    towards the building. There was a line up around the corner, but apparently, Trevor had connections, as


    we were allowed to go inside without having to wait, causing the crowd outside to throw a fit. As we


    entered, I was blinded by strobe lights and my ears flooded with loud techno music. There were girls


    perched on swings that hung from the ceiling, glitter everywhere and people dancing the night away.


    I looked at Trevor. ¡°Should we get a drink first?¡± I yelled over the music.


    ¡°Hell, Yes!¡± He said as if it was apparent.


    We walked over to the bar and ordered two beers. I gazed out at the crowd, memorized by the people


    dancing andughing.


    Trevor and I talked for a few minutes as we drank our beers. Then Trevor chugged back the rest of his


    and grabbed my arm. ¡°Come on; we need to go dance!¡±


    He pulled me towards the dance floor, pushing our way through the crowd. Iughed at how he danced


    and joined in with everyone as the glitter was thrown around us.


    Trevor and I were dancing, having the time of our lives, when I felt hands grip my hips lightly. I stilled


    and turned around, only to find a strange man, who was now grinding on me.


    He wasn¡¯t bad-looking, with hazel eyes and shaggy brown hair. But he was not my type, and I came


    here to have fun with my friend, not hook up.


    My brows pulled together. ¡°Umm, can I help you?¡± I asked in a snarky tone.


    ¡°Just want to dance with you, baby¡± He smiled, shing his pearly white teeth.


    I pushed him away from me. ¡°Sorry, I¡¯m not interested.¡±


    Trevor peered over my shoulder. ¡°Yea, their sweet cheeks, she¡¯s with me. So, get lost!¡± Trevor shooed


    him away.


    The man huffed angrily and rolled his eyes before reluctantly leaving. After dancing to a few more


    songs, I decided I needed something to drink as my parched throat burned.


    I tapped on Trevor¡¯s shoulder. ¡°Hey, I¡¯m going to go get a drink. Do you want anything?¡± I shouted over


    the music.


    He shook his head. ¡°No thanks.¡± Trevor smiled. ¡°Hurry back!¡±


    I smiled and began to head towards the bar when the same man from earlier stumbled into me.


    I whipped my head to look at him, ready to spew out a few choice words, when I realized he didn¡¯t look


    so good. ¡°Omg, are you okay?¡± He looked to be very intoxicated.


    He rubbed his head. ¡°Ugh, sorry, had a bit too much to drink.¡± His words came out slurred.


    I pursed my lips. ¡°Yea, I can see that. Do you have someone who can take you home?¡± I asked him.


    ¡°Yea, my friend is waiting for me outside. I¡¯m just having trouble getting out there.¡± He chuckled with


    embarrassment as he rubbed the back of his neck.


    I hesitated for a moment, but it seemed like he needed some assistance. ¡°Do you need some help?¡±


    He batted his eyes. ¡°If you wouldn¡¯t mind.¡± He attempted a smile.


    I looked around for Trevor to let him know that I was helping this man outside, but I couldn¡¯t see him


    anywhere. Hopefully, he wouldn¡¯t freak out. I threw the man¡¯s arm over my neck and began to guide


    him outside of the club.


    I looked up at him. ¡°Where is your friend picking you up?¡± I asked him.


    He pointed to his left. ¡°Just around the corner there, in the alley.¡± He quickly blurted out.


    An alley? that is weird, I thought, why not just out front here? ¡°Ok,e on.¡± I wished I had found


    Trevor; he could have helped me. I was also feeling a bit ufortable doing this now.


    ¡°Thank you so much; you¡¯re so nice.¡± The man said, but he didn¡¯t seem to slur his words this time.


    We slowly made our way towards the alley, and once we rounded the corner, stepping further into the


    alleyway, the dim streetlight revealed it to be empty. This was the moment when the rm bells began


    to go off, and I started to feel very uneasy.


    ¡°Uh, looks like your friend isn¡¯t here yet.¡± I looked to the man, who now had a malicious grin spreading


    across his face. ¡°That¡¯s because he isn¡¯ting; it¡¯s just you and me, baby.¡±


    He stood to his full height and straightened himself, revealing that he wasn¡¯t intoxicated at all, that he


    was acting just to get me alone. I just hoped Trevor would notice that I had been gone for far too long


    and woulde looking for me.


    My heart began to race. ¡°My friend is waiting for me; I should head back inside.¡± I began to hurry away,


    trying to escape from the alley, but he gripped my elbow and threw me up against the cement wall. I


    groaned in pain as my head collided with the hard surface.


    ¡°What¡¯s your hurry? Don¡¯t you want to have some real fun?¡± He grinned.


    My lip trembled. ¡°No, thank you. Now, please let me go.¡± I attempted to say with authority, but my voice


    cracked and deceived me. I was beginning to panic and wished I had just stayed at the house, where I


    was safe.


    He kissed my neck and corbone roughly, then raised his head to my ear, softly whispering, ¡°Well, I


    do, and you¡¯re not going anywhere.¡± He bit my ear lobe roughly.


    ¡°Let me go, now!¡± I tried to shove him away from me, but he was too strong for me, and the alcohol in


    my system had weakened me even more.


    He grabbed my wrists and mmed them into the wall above my head. Fear and panic were now rising


    inside me as he continued to kiss my exposed skin.


    I struggled and squirmed in his arms, but he just pressed his body tighter against mine. His free hand


    pulled the top of my dress down, exposing my breasts covered by only a thin bra. I whimpered,


    realizing what was going to happen and the situation I had just gotten myself into because of my own


    stupidity.


    He groped my right breast roughly, squeezing it as he kissed my chest. His hand then slid down my


    body, reaching for the hem of my dress. My breath hitched as my heart began to pound out of my


    chest. I tried again to get out of his hold, attempting to lift my knee and hit him right in his dick, but he


    just spread my legs with his knees, cing himself between my thighs.


    Tears began to pool in my eyes as he lifted my dress, slipping his hand underneath the fabric and


    began to rub my core. My body began to shake as I felt sick to my stomach, and I wanted to scream at


    the top of my lungs, but nothing woulde out.


    He then slipped a finger inside me, and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping this was just a dream and I


    would wake up soon. My lip quivered, and I felt disgusted with myself as a minuscule amount of


    pleasure rocketed through my body at what my attacker was doing to me; what was wrong with me?


    Why is my body reacting this way?


    I began to sob. ¡°Please, stop, don¡¯t do this,¡± I begged.


    He tightened his hold on my wrists. ¡°Shut up bitch, and just enjoy the ride,¡± He sneered.


    He turned me around and harshly mmed my face into the wall as he roughly pulled my underwear


    down.


    ¡°No, no, no, stop, please,¡± I screamed out, trying once again to free myself.


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    He mmed my head against the wall. ¡°I said shut up.¡±


    I began to feel dizzy and disoriented as I heard him undo his belt and then his zipper. Oh, god, please


    don¡¯t let this happen, I thought to myself.


    Suddenly, a loud, terrifying growl ripped through the air, and the man was ripped away from me,


    causing me to copse to the ground.


    I curled up into a ball against the wall, clutching my knees to my chest and cradling myself. I heard


    screams and wails of pain all around me, but I couldn¡¯t bring myself to look.


    ¡°Omg, Amelia!¡± I heard someone shout. Looking up slightly, I saw Trevor rushing towards me. He took


    his shirt off and draped me in it, helping me off the ground.


    He wrapped me in his arms, leading me down the alley. ¡°Come on, doll.¡±


    Trevor led me inside the club and into a back room. It seemed like a type of kitchen. Trevor lifted me up


    and onto the counter gently. He remained quiet as he stood there looking me over, then went to retrieve


    a first aid kit. Just as he returned, I heard angry voices outside the room.


    ¡°Is it ok that we are in here?¡± I said as panic began to rise. I didn¡¯t want anyone to see me like this; I


    didn¡¯t want to answer questions.


    The door flew open with a bang, and there stood Damon. Unfortunately, he was toorge for the


    doorway and had to crouch down to cross the threshold.


    His features were twisted with rage as the anger rolled off him in waves. He red at Trevor. ¡°Get the


    fuck out,¡± Damon said with so much authority; it made me shiver with fear.


    I looked to Trevor, pleading with him not to go, but he just gave me a half-smile and squeezed my arm


    for reassurance. He then left, and Damon mmed the door behind him, leaving us alone.


    He walked over to me and began to inspect my entire body, Damon grabbed Trevor¡¯s shirt to remove it,


    but I clung onto it like it was a life force, not wanting to take it off. Finally, he cocked his head slightly


    and red at me. ¡°Let go.¡± He demanded.


    I closed my eyes and let go of the shirt, allowing him to remove it. Damon then opened the first aid kit


    and rummaged through it. He pulled out a few items and began to tend to my wounds.


    After a moment of silence, Damon finally spoke, ¡°What the fuck were you thinking?¡±


    I hissed as he put alcohol on my scraps. ¡°I just wanted to have some fun,¡± I admitted.


    He raised a brow. ¡°And look where it got you.¡± He stated, shocking me with his words.


    I scoffed. ¡°Got me? You think I fucking asked for this, Damon?¡± How could he say that to me?


    ¡°No...bu.¡± I didn¡¯t allow him to answer.


    ¡°There is no but, Damon. I didn¡¯t ask for this. I just wanted to have some fun and rx for a bit. You


    have had me held up in that house for almost a month now. The only time I¡¯ve had outside the house


    since the day I was taken was when you took me out of the dungeons and the day I tried to escape. So


    I just wanted some time away.¡± Tears were now streaming down my face.


    He ran his thumb across my cheek, wiping away the wayward tear. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have left; you were


    safe at the house; if I hadn¡¯t shown up when I did, he...¡±


    Damon closed his eyes and gripped the counter, trying to calm himself. ¡°I can¡¯t have anything happen


    to you, Amelia, don¡¯t you understand that?¡± He looked at me with caring eyes.


    I closed my eyes. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I shouldn¡¯t have left,¡± I sobbed.


    Damon pulled me into him, holding me against his chest. ¡°Shh, it¡¯s ok.¡± He held onto me for a beat,


    then released me and walked over to the door. ¡°Where are you going?¡± I didn¡¯t want him to let me go. I


    felt safe in his arms.


    He didn¡¯t answer me, just slightly opened the door and spoke with someone. After a moment, he closed


    the door again and had a nket in his hands. He came back over to me and wrapped me in the


    nket, then picked me up off the counter and held me in his arms bridal style. ¡°We¡¯re going home.¡± I


    snuggled into him, breathing in his scent, as he carried me out of the room.


    We had finally arrived back at the house. Damon carried me inside and up the stairs, passing my room


    and heading for his room instead.


    I looked up at him. ¡°Wait, why aren¡¯t you taking me to my room?¡± I questioned.


    ¡°You¡¯re sleeping in my room tonight.¡± He said as if it were obvious. I didn¡¯t argue with him because I


    honestly didn¡¯t want to be alone tonight.


    We entered the bedroom, and I was a bit taken aback. I had expected it to be different, but the room


    was clean, light, and airy, and Damon¡¯s scent filled the air. He had a four-poster bed in the middle, with


    green sheets and a white nket adorning it, a wooden nightstand with a smallmp upying the


    space next to the bed. Arge bookshelf, overflowing with books, was tucked along the far wall, and a


    leather chair sat next to it. His room was so simple and had few items in it. It was shocking.


    Damon set me down on the bed. ¡°Would you like to have a shower?¡±


    I nodded. ¡°Yes, but I need some clothes.¡± I needed clean clothes, and I wanted more than anything to


    have the world¡¯s hottest shower and scrub my body clean.


    ¡°I¡¯ll get them; go get into the shower. The bathroom is over there.¡± He pointed towards a door on my


    left.


    I got up from the bed and walked over to the door. My eyes widened, and my jaw nearly dropped to the


    floor. It was one of the most beautiful bathrooms I had ever seen. Shiny white tiles covered the floor,


    the vanity a midnight blue, with arge soaker tub along one wall and a vast walk-in shower, big


    enough for a dozen people and multiple showerheads.


    I let the nket drop to the floor and removed the clothing left on my body, throwing it straight into the


    trash, not wanting ever to see or let alone wear it again.


    I turned on the shower and stepped in, perching myself against the wall and sinking to the floor,


    allowing the water to cascade over me.


    As I sat there, everything that had happened flooded my mind. I was almost raped, again! This


    realization brought me to tears. I sobbed on the shower floor, tears mixing with the water that poured


    down my face. Damon was right; I shouldn¡¯t have left; nothing would have happened if I had just stayed


    here.


    Suddenly, the door burst open, and Damon barged in. ¡°Amelia?¡± He opened the shower door and found


    me sitting on the tile floor, sobbing. He slowly approached and knelt on the floor. ¡°Are you ok?¡± He


    asked as he brushed my wet hair from my face.


    I didn¡¯t say anything, knowing my voice would crack. So instead, I just nodded and squeezed my eyes


    shut, refusing to let him see me cry. Damon didn¡¯t say anything else but climbed into the shower with


    me and wrapped me in his arms, holding me close to him as he stroked my hair. I melted into his touch,


    feeling safe andfortable within his hold.


    We stayed like that for a while before Damon pulled back. ¡°Come on; you need to get cleaned up


    before you shrivel up into a prune.¡± Damon stood to his feet and helped me off the floor. He helped to


    clean my body and then washed my hair.


    After finishing, he wrapped me in a towel and hugged me tightly, kissing the top of my head. ¡°Here, I


    brought your clothes, get changed.¡±


    He handed me my pyjamas and left the room. I looked into the mirror and was disgusted at what I saw.


    Looking back, it was someone who is now broken, someone who was too weak to fight off their


    attacker. I looked away and got dressed, then entered the bedroom. Damon was changed and lying in


    bed, waiting for me. He lifted the nkets and padded the bed, motioning for me to get in, and I did. He


    pulled me close to him, wrapping me in his soft muscr, arms and lulled me to sleep.

 Chapter 9: My little human

    Chapter 9: My little human


    Damon POV:


    Luca and I had been down in the dungeons for hours now. I wanted more than anything to go back to


    the house so that I could be with Amelia. As I held her in my arms, touching, kissing and devouring


    every inch of her.


    However, against my better judgement, I fought those urges and continued interrogating this piece of


    shit rogue that invaded mynds.


    I wiped the blood from my hands with a towel and stalked back towards the rogue. I red down at


    him. ¡°So, Jesse, you say you are alone, and you followed three human scent trails here. That your


    friend was killed, and a human female¡¯s scent was lingering on his body. Making you think it was wise


    to follow that trail here, to my territory?¡± I questioned, confirming the man¡¯s confession.


    He looked up at me, face swollen and bloody from the beatings. ¡°Yes, how many times do I have to tell


    you, and I know she is here; I want her! So, I can get my revenge and rip her throat out.¡± He snarled.


    Every muscle in my body tensed up with burning fury, and my lip twitched as my canines extended. I


    pulled my arm back and swung it forward, clocking him right in the jaw, doing it over and over again.


    Finally, I lifted my leg and booted him in the side, causing the chair to pull out from the floor, flying him


    across the room and into the wall.


    I stomped over to him and lifted him off the ground, only to m him right back into the hard, cement


    floor. I did this a couple more times before gripping his throat, lifting him into the air and mming him


    into the wall, then pounded his face with my fist a few more times. Blood was everywhere, the walls,


    the floor, me and Jesse was a bloody mess, now limp in my grasp. The rage had started to subside as I


    realized that he was unconscious and possibly dead. The ringing in my ears eased, and my vision


    began to clear.


    I released him, and he dropped to the floor like a dead weight. Luca walked over and looked at me, a


    worried expression on his face, as my beast frightened everyone and he was close to the surface. I


    took a step back, looking at the body on the floor and back to Luca. He turned his gaze away from me


    and leaned down to the body, putting two fingers on his neck, checking for a heartbeat.


    Luca was still and silent as he felt for a pulse. Finally, he looked up at me and nodded his head, telling


    me that the rogue was still alive. I turned around and walked out the door, stopping in the hallway.


    ¡°Keep him here, for now; we will deal with himter,¡± I said shortly, as I picked up the towel from the


    ground and wiped some of the blood off of me.


    ¡°Yes, I agree. That sounds like a good n.¡± He said quickly.


    I nodded and then continued down the hall, eager to see Amelia. I walked back to the house and went


    straight upstairs, not wanting her to see me like this. I went into my room cautiously, looking around to


    see if it was empty, and thankfully it was. Walking into the bathroom, I stripped off my clothes and


    jumped into the shower, thoroughly cleaning myself.


    After finishing in the shower and getting dressed, choosing to wear a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans, I


    went to Amelia¡¯s room, both me and my wolf, craving to see her. I knocked on the door, but there was


    no answer. I struck again, and still nothing. Finally, I gripped the door handle, threw it open and stepped


    into the room. The room was empty, with no sign of Amelia. I checked the closet and bathroom, both


    empty as well, which I found very strange, especially when I knew she wouldn¡¯t go anywhere alone.


    I walked out of her room, trying to think of where she would be, and I remembered that she had also


    be close with Ruth when she was in the med wing. So I flew down the stairs and headed towards


    that part of the house, hoping she would be there.


    I stormed into the central ward, ncing around for Ruth and finally spotting her near the back. As I


    walked over to her, I looked around for Amelia, but she wasn¡¯t anywhere to be seen. I was mere feet


    from Ruth, and she looked at me with a bewildered expression on her face ¡°Alpha, is everything ok?¡±


    She asked, concerncing her tone.


    I red down at her. ¡°Where is Amelia, Ruth?¡± I asked in my Alpha tone.


    Her eyes darted around. ¡°I don¡¯t know, Alpha; I haven¡¯t seen her.¡± She tried to sound calm, but her


    voice deceived her.


    I stepped closer to her. ¡°Don¡¯t lie to me.¡± I bellowed out.


    She flinched at my tone and gulped roughly, the smell of fear emanating from her. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Alpha, she


    is gone to a club in the city with Trevor.¡± She admitted to me.


    My hands balled into fists at my side ¡°What fucking club?¡± I asked through gritted teeth.


    She squeezed her eyes closed. ¡°It¡¯s called Dance, Dance. The club is on Johnson street.¡±


    Without saying another word, I fled from the room, furious and determined to bring her ass back here. I


    mind-linked with Luca and told him to meet me at the garage. Leaving the house, I walked over to the


    garage and walked in, only to realize that the jeep was gone, but I knew who had taken it. I couldn¡¯t


    believe no one had heard or seen the jeep leaving the grounds. What a bunch of fucking morons!


    I grabbed the keys to my car, and Luca walked in. We both climbed in the truck and headed for the city.


    I told Luca everything Ruth had said and that we needed to find Amelia and Trevor to bring them back


    home. We finally arrived at the club. The sign was so bright, lighting up half of the street, and there was


    a massive line up to get into the club. Luckily for us, we knew the owner, who was another werewolf.


    We were walking towards the door when I got a faint whiff of Amelia¡¯s scent, but it wasing from


    somewhere to my left. I stopped and inhaled deeply, then stilled, as I heard a faint whimper.


    I walked in that direction, and as I came closer to a dark alleyway, her scent became more robust, and I


    heard a female voice begging someone to stop. I rushed towards the alleyway, and what I saw before


    me, some man''s fucking hands on my girl, instantly brought out the beast within me, furious and


    wanting blood.


    The change was instant, my wolf now inplete control. He leapt onto the man and tore him from


    her, tossing him at the brick wall. Then stalked over to him, licking his lips and dove on the man, tearing


    him to pieces. Seeing this piece of shit vite our mate caused the worst in us toe out, not giving


    a shit that we had just killed a human man and in public, a sacred and regrly enforcedw for our


    kind.


    I changed back into my human form, and Luca threw me some clothes and towels. I changed and


    cleaned myself. ¡°Where is she?¡± I asked him.


    He pointed towards the club. ¡°Trevor came and took her inside the club.¡±


    I practically jogged into the club, pushing my way past all the dancing fools. I looked to Luca. ¡°Where


    did he take her?¡±


    He nodded in the direction of a room guarded by a few of my men, they must have been here, or Luca


    told them toe. I stomped over to the door, stopping in front of the men, but they didn¡¯t move and


    remained in ce. My lip twitched, and I snarled, ¡°Move the fuck out of my way!¡± I roared.


    Without further hesitation, they all scattered, making room for me. I flung the door open and ducked


    down, entering the room. My chest heaved, and I red at Trevor. ¡°Get the fuck out!¡± I said, using my


    Alpha tone. Amelia didn¡¯t want him to leave, but he obeyed my orders and left the room. I mmed the


    door closed and went to her side. My eyes scanned her body, and she had on one of Trevor¡¯s shirts,


    making me grind teeth at the sight of her wearing another man¡¯s shirt. I tried to take the shirt off her to


    get a better look at her, but she clung to the shirt, not letting it go.


    I cocked my head slightly and red down at her. ¡°Let go,¡± I demanded.


    She closed her eyes shut, breathing in deeply, before letting go of the shirt. Then, noticing a few


    scraps, I grabbed the first aid kit and took out what I needed.


    I slowed my breathing and calmed myself before saying anything to her, but the anger got the better of


    me. ¡°What the fuck were you thinking?¡± I asked her.


    She hissed when the alcohol touched her skin, ¡°I just wanted to have some fun.¡± She said shakily.


    I raised a brow. ¡°And look where it got you.¡± Her expression was none other than shock at my words;


    maybe that was a bit too harsh.


    She scoffed, ¡°Got me? You think I fucking asked for this, Damon?¡±


    Now I felt like an ass. ¡°No...bu.¡± She didn¡¯t allow me to answer.


    She shook her head, her brown hair bouncing around. ¡°There is no but, Damon. I just wanted to have


    some fun and rx for a bit. You have had me held up in that house for almost a month now. The only


    time I¡¯ve had outside the house since the day I was taken was when you took me out of the dungeons


    and the day I tried to escape. So, I just wanted some time away.¡± Tears were now staining her cheeks


    as she began to sob silently.


    I gently ran my thumb across her cheek. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have left; you were safe at the house; if I hadn¡¯t


    shown up when I did, he...¡± I closed my eyes and gripped the counter, trying to reign back the beast, as


    we thought of the memory and what could¡¯ve been. I sucked in a deep breath and stared deep into her


    eyes. ¡°I can¡¯t have anything happen to you, Amelia, don¡¯t you understand that?¡± I asked of her, needing


    her to understand how much she meant to me.


    Her eyes fell shut as more tears flowed from her beautiful eyes. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I shouldn¡¯t have left.¡± She


    said softly.


    I pulled her into me, holding her close. ¡°Shh, it¡¯s ok,¡± I whispered to her, then remained like this, just


    holding her for a few minutes, not wanting to let her go. Reluctantly, I finally released her and walked


    over to the door. Amelia asked where I was going, but I didn¡¯t answer, as I didn¡¯t intend on going


    anywhere. I opened the door and asked the men to grab me a nket. Luca threw one at me, and I


    closed the door. I walked back over to her, draped the nket around her, then picked her up, cradling


    her in my arms. ¡°We¡¯re going home,¡± I told her, and she just burrowed herself into me, making my


    whole body rx and my mind feel at ease, especially knowing she was safe now.


    We finally arrived back at the house; I carried her out of the car and into the house, heading straight for


    my room. As we passed her room, she furrowed her brows in confusion. ¡°Wait, why aren¡¯t you taking


    me to my room?¡± She asked me.


    I focused ahead of us. ¡°You¡¯re sleeping in my room tonight,¡± I said, and Amelia let out a sigh of relief. It


    felt good knowing that she felt safe like this with me and wasn¡¯t going to fight me on it.


    We walked into the room, and I closed the door behind us with my foot, then sat her down on the bed.


    ¡°Would you like to have a shower?¡± I asked.


    She nodded. ¡°Yes, but I need some clothes.¡± She said, slight embarrassment masking her tone.


    ¡°I¡¯ll get them; just go get into the shower; the bathroom is over there,¡± I told her before leaving the room


    to go and get her something to wear for tonight. I came back to the room, and I could hear her crying;


    rushing into the bathroom, I burst through the door, throwing it open ¡°Amelia?¡± I noticed the shower was


    on, and I opened the door, only to find her curled up in a ball on the shower floor. I knelt next to her.


    ¡°Are you ok?¡± I asked, concerned for her.


    She just nodded in response as I brushed aside her wet hair. Amelia squeezed her eyes shut, willing


    the tears away, but I could feel her pain, her sorrow, I felt everything she was right now, and without


    saying another word, I climbed into the shower, engulfing her in my arms. I held onto her as if my life


    depended on it, trying to ease her anxious body and mind. We stayed like that for some time, just


    embracing each other. Finally, I got Amelia cleaned up and out of the shower, wrapping a clean towel


    around her. I held her close to me again and kissed the top of her head, inhaling her scent.


    I finally released her. ¡°Here, I brought your clothes, get changed.¡±


    Before getting into some dry clothes, I walked into the bedroom, took off my wet clothes, and ced


    them into the hamper. Then, I got into the bed and waited patiently for Amelia to finish in the bathroom.


    Finally, she came into the room, looking tired and mentally worn out. I lifted the nket and padded the


    bed, gesturing for her to get in. Amelia walked over, snuggling into me, and I pulled her closer, needing


    to feel her against me. It felt good holding her like this to have her feel so content in my presence and


    my arms.


    Amelia POV:


    The sun illuminated the room, waking me from my sleep. I stretched and then remembered; I was in


    Damon¡¯s room. I looked to the other side of the bed, but he was gone. Not dwelling on it, I got up from


    the bed and went to the bathroom to relieve my aching dder.


    After exiting the bathroom, Damon was sitting on the bed. ¡°Morning, how did you sleep?¡± He asked as


    he stood from the bed.


    ¡°I slept well.¡± I smiled, realizing I hadn¡¯t slept like that since my parents died. However, the nightmares


    woke me a few times.


    He sauntered towards me and loomed over me as he closed the distance between us. Damon brushed


    my cheek with his thumb, grazing the skin lightly. ¡°Good, I¡¯m d. Are you hungry? breakfast is ready


    and waiting for us downstairs.¡± He said, smiling.


    I smiled. ¡°Yea, I¡¯m hungry.¡± I did feel a bit hungry but also sick to my stomach.


    ¡°Good,e on, let¡¯s go¡± He gestured towards the door and ced a hand on my back. His touch


    night¡¯s events.


    We went downstairs and entered the kitchen, where two tes with eggs, bacon, toast, and a ss of


    orange juice, were ced onto a small table.


    I looked at Damon. ¡°Is no one else joining us for breakfast?¡± I questioned. I figured we would have


    been having breakfast with other people.


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    He shook his head. ¡°No, it¡¯s just us. I thought you might like the quiet this morning.¡± He pulled out a


    chair for me to sit.


    I gave him a small smile as I sat in the chair. ¡°Thank you.¡± I was grateful that it was just us, not wanting


    to be around other people right now.


    Damon took his seat across from me, and we began to eat. At first, the silence between us was almost


    deafening, I wanted to say something, make conversation, but I didn¡¯t know what to say. I considered a


    few things, and as I was about to break the tension finally, Damon beat me to it.


    He cleared his throat. ¡°So, why did youe to Kirney Park?¡±


    My eyes dropped down, and I stared at the food on my te. I was considering whether or not I wanted


    to open up to Damon about my parents. Their death had been so brutal for me to talk about, and I


    didn¡¯t know Damon all that well yet, but maybe talking to someone might help me to move on.


    I sucked in a deep breath. ¡°Um, I came here in tribute to my parents.¡± I summed up.


    Damon¡¯s brows scrunched together. ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    I looked away, staring at the floor as I willed the tears away. I didn¡¯t want to cry in front of Damon again.


    I cleared my throat. ¡°A little over a month ago, my parents were on their way here, for a hiking trip,


    when¡­¡­.¡± I inhaled a shuddering breath. ¡°Their car went off the road.¡± I closed my eyes, hoping to


    contain the tears that were now on the brim of my eyes. ¡°Their bodies were never found, and neither


    was the car, just pieces of the car and some of my parent''s belongings. The police searched for days


    but came up with nothing and presumed them dead.¡± Disappointmentced my tone, angry that I


    couldn¡¯t give them a proper burial.


    Damon¡¯s jaw tensed up, and he clenched his fists together, appearing as though this news bothered


    him much more than I had expected. Finally, he closed his eyes and shook his head lightly before


    letting out a heavy sigh. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Amelia, that never should have happened to you or them.¡±


    I pursed my lips and looked down at the food I had now lost my appetite to eat. ¡°Yea, that¡¯s why I came


    here, though, to pay tribute to them.¡±


    He nodded. ¡°I understand, and I apologize for disrupting your journey.¡± He said remorsefully.


    I shrugged. ¡°Well, you didn¡¯t know, and you were only protecting your people from an unknown


    outsider.¡± I could understand his reasoning now, why he had done what he did.


    He clenched his jaw again, grinding his teeth together. ¡°That¡¯s beside the point, you are only human,


    and things should have been handled differently based on that factor. But if it¡¯s any constetion, I¡¯m


    d you¡¯re here, with me.¡± He said with a small smile.


    I smiled as my cheeks reddened. ¡°Me too.¡± Even though everything has been a shit show sinceing


    here, the one thing that I was d for was Damon. He made me feel things I hadn¡¯t felt in years; he


    made me feel alive.


    We sat in silence and continued to eat our breakfast. Well, Damon ate; I mostly yed with my food.


    As we were gathering our dishes up, Damon stopped. ¡°I¡¯d like to show you around today, introduce you


    to some of the people here, if you would like to.¡± He said with a questioning expression.


    I pursed my lips, unsure whether or not I wanted to meet more people like Damon If I wanted to meet


    more werewolves. I was feeling uneasy about the idea of meeting people who despised humans. But it


    might be nice to get out and about today, to learn more about this hidden world and more about


    Damon.


    I nodded my head and smiled. ¡°I¡¯d like that.¡±


    The smile that spread across his face was almost priceless and made me feel great about my decision.


    He seemed so happy and excited.


    ¡°That¡¯s great. I promise you won¡¯t regret it.¡± I could¡¯ve sworn his eyes were about to bulge out of his


    head, and I giggled at his childish behaviour. We ced our dishes into the dishwasher and headed


    upstairs to change. As I began to get changed, I became extremely nervous. These were people I


    didn¡¯t know, and if they didn¡¯t like me, they could get rid of me without breaking a sweat. I tried to push


    those thoughts to the back of my mind and remind myself that I would be with Damon, and numerous


    times now, he has proven to me that he wouldn¡¯t let anything happen to me. These thoughts reassured


    me slightly.


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