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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 uncomfortable.

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, glaring 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 by laws.

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 hours later, after crying myself to sleep on the cold, hard floor. My wrists throbbed from the chains, my body ached from laying 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 muscular. 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.

deviously. “You look delicious

sat there, staring daggers at him

the cell, and he brought his

but found his words to be an

wolf?”

sniffed the air around him,

refer to

the door, and entered the cell, closing the door behind him. I backed myself into the wall even more; the

a menacing grin plastered across his face. “Don’t worry, darling; I’ll be gentle.” Gentle? What

now.” I boomed, trying

to unbuckle it. My eyes widened in horror as I realized what was about to

this or not,

get him to release me, but he just laughed 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

fall face-first onto the floor. “You bitch! You’re going to pay for that.” He snarled

my stomach, he began to pull down my

you.” I pleaded,

felt sick to my

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. I lay there, unable to move, as shock and fear consumed my body. I wanted to see who had saved

cries had ceased just as quickly, and the room fell silent. I slowly began to pick myself

deep yet soft male's voice rang in my ears.

to, and it was the same man from earlier that had come 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

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.

my face, where the other man had slapped me. His upper lip twitched, and he released a slight growl. Wait! The other man, where did he go? I glanced around the room, looking for him. I peered around the man’s large 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

he is still alive, just badly injured. I do not condone that behaviour. It is strictly forbidden, and he deserved what he got.” He

for a moment and glanced 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

he glanced around at the shredded clothing, then removed

and uncomfortable; you may wear

I said with

my arms and walked over to the cell door, swinging it open, before

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.

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