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Chapter 3: It's time to leave

Damon POV:

I sitting in my office chair, when my wolf began to stir, giving me a massive headache. He growled and snarled at 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 urge 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 balance. She 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 glanced 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 scraps 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 chest, my wolf struggling to come 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 frantically look around the floor and at herself. I 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 c**k twitch.

“I imagine you are feeling exposed and uncomfortable, 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, becoming irritated with her stubbornness now.

We left the cell and walked down the hall. I watched her, glancing between the other cells. We reached the door and she stopped in front of the door, blocking me from being able to open it.

“Excuse me.” I said and she flinched. I tried to ignore her reaction.

Her brows furrowed “Sorry?” She was confused and it was obvious.    

I was becoming a bit frustrated now “I need to unlock the door.” I tilted my head up and nodded towards the door that she was still standing in front of.

Her eyes flickered between me and the door, then she moved, her back now against the wall “Oh, sorry.” She said, embarrassed.

As I walked past her, my skin brushed against hers, causing an eruption of sparks to shoot throughout my body. I pushed those feelings aside and continued to open the door, gesturing for her to walk out and closing the door behind us.

As we exited the cells, I watched her eyeing the forest, it was clear to me that she was contemplating 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 little 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 f**k the s**t 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. I took her to her room, choosing the one next to mine, so I could keep a close eye on her, no one would 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’t comfort 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.

I walked away, before I did something that I honestly wouldn’t regret, but would put her 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 black, except the small amount on moonlight shining through the small window.

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

It had black carpeting, dark blue walls and was accented, with beautiful, dark wood furniture. There were three other doors in the room. I walked over to the closest one to me and it was locked, I turned around and made my way over to the next one and found a large, empty closet. It was the closet every woman dreamed of. The walls and flooring matched the bedroom. The shelves and drawers were white, a large vanity sat along the back wall and there was a large white sofa in the middle of the room.

I walked out of the closet and went over to the last door. It was a bathroom, the bathroom I always dreamed of. Black honey comb flooring, a large stand-up shower, with multiple heads and white subway tiles. A large dark grey tub, double sinks and a dark wood vanity. Maybe I’ll just sleep in here, I thought to myself.

I decided to take a shower, a very hot 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 truly didn’t understand what was going on, why was I being kept here? How am I going to get away? I washed my hair and then my body. As I was washing myself, I could have sworn I seen the shadow of a person standing outside the shower glass.

I quickly finished and slowly opened the glass 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, my bra and underwear that 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 was comforting and enticing, he smelled like a sweet, cool summer morning, with a hint of vanilla, it was delicious and a scent I could get used to. I put the clothes in a nearby basket and looked around the bathroom for something I could put on, luckily there were some bathrobes hanging on the back of the door. I grabbed one and replaced 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 there was also some garlic bread. I sat down and damn 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 the large, comfortable, plush bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out. In the night, I was slightly woken, by what felt like someone climbing into the bed with me and touching me, but I was so exhausted and I fell right back to sleep.

The sun entered the room, waking me from my sleep. I stretched and sat up, glancing 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 and I went into the bathroom to do my morning ritual. After coming out of the bathroom, I checked the bedroom door and it was still locked. Great! I’m stuck in here. 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 glass 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. Tonight, when its dark, I’m out of here, they will have a harder time finding me in the dark.

Satisfied with my plan, I closed the window and locked it back up. I need to get some 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 book shelf 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 in here that will help me to get out of the forest faster.

I sat on the bed and began reading, I was so lost and intrigued by the book, 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 black, as he stared at my chest. I looked down and noticed my robe, was open enough that my breasts were nearly exposed. I quickly covered myself up.

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 placed 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, concern lacing his tone.

“I’m fine and no.” I was a bit sore, but nothing I couldn’t deal with.

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 in getting dressed. He gave me a pair of black leggings, a white top, socks and running shoes. His taste wasn’t too bad, I wondered where he got the clothes from and how did he know my size? As they fit me perfectly.

Just as I finished getting dressed there was a knock at the door and a middled 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 nice person.

She placed the tray onto the bedside table and quickly left the room without saying another word. Well, so much for having someone to talk to. The tray was filled with delicious looking food, eggs, bacon, toast, sausage and some apple juice to wash everything down. My stomach growled loudly at the sight before me and I took my time eating, enjoying the meal.

After I finished eating, I continued reading for a while, until my eyes began to hurt. I decided that I should have a nap, so I am well rested for tonight.