Mated Twice To Twins

No Chance

"She's over here!" Talia screamed out as she grabbed my shoulders. Why? Why is she doing this to me? "I've got her!"

"Talia, no!" I pleaded, but the look in her cold eyes was all but helpful or forgiving. "Stop, please, Talia let me go," I struggled to break free, I had almost no strength from running. I couldn't transform even if I wanted to, I had nothing to give. I raised my leg and kicked Talia as hard as I could in her shin. She bellowed as her hands fell to grab her leg and I heard my captors getting closer. I pushed past her as I stumbled falling to the ground a few feet ahead. I was past the line, I was in my territory again, and I was so close to my mates.

"Juliet!" I swear I could hear my name being called. My eyes were heavy, my legs were aching, and my head was in complete pain. My face was in the grass and dirt, and the pie's aroma still lingered in my nostrils. I struggled to get up, I tried to crawl but was stopped by a foot on my back. "Jules!" There it was again, I could barely hear my name being called in the distance. It felt like something was stopping up my ears.

"Looks like your time is up, freak!" Talia spat as I felt the weight of her foot on my back. My eyes began to flutter as my body ached. I watched a ladybug land on a blade of grass beside my face and could hear the Nelson brothers gaining closer to where I lay. Defeat that's where I was, that is what I was telling myself now. I came so close that I could feel I was hearing my mates call for me, I felt so free leaving La Chambre Blanche.

"You thought you could escape little one?" Came the voice of Irma Logue as she eased her way next to Talia.

"No one has escaped La Chambre Blanche!" Laughed Glenn as he grabbed my wrists, securing them in cuffs.

"That's right and you won't be one." Gordan cackled as he grabbed my arm raising me to my feet.

"Juliet!" Came the voice again, but I was groggy. I was too tired, too sore, too helpless to try and run again.

"We need to get her back now," Irma urged as she rounded Talia shoving a needle in her arm. I watched as she fell like a ton of bricks, and Glenn threw her over his shoulder. She was going to be pissed when she woke up in a cell and a part of me was happy because maybe she'll get what she deserves.

"I think he's getting closer," Gordan whispered, dragging me by the arms.

"You don't think I know that!" Irma stared down both brothers as if she would filet them on the spot. "And we're dealing with a werewolf. I shouldn't have to tell you idiots that all of their senses are heightened. We need to get back, I only managed to grab one syringe, and I used it."

"Jules! Juliet!" I knew I heard it that time, I knew it wasn't all in my mind.

"I'm here, please! I'm here!" I struggled to say as I wiggled against my restraints.

"Shh... quiet her!" Irma whispered loudly as Gordan placed his fat fingers over my mouth. "You did it, you allowed her to speak. We better hope whoever was looking for her didn't hear." I was being pulled again, pulled back to my cell, pulled back to La Chambre Blanche, pulled back to my nightmare. I would pass out and wake up only to notice another landmark I had passed to get away from my prison. Until I felt cold and wet, it had begun to rain. I knew this had to be it, would I ever get free?

"Ugh, oh no, no!" I yelled as I fell to the ground with a thud holding my head and stomach. I balled myself up as I began writhing in pain, why is this happening?

"I... I didn't nothing! I swear!" Gordan held his hands up in surrender as he stepped back away from me.

"I know you didn't do anything, you moron!" Irma stared at me then back up to get a feel of how far away we were from her sanctuary. "These are her pains from not mating, even though she has mates. Oh, I'll tell you idiots about it when we get out of this rain. Hurry, grab her, we're about thirty minutes from La Chambre Blanche!" I couldn't bear the pain anymore, I couldn't keep my eyes open. I soon became unconscious and woke up in my cell, covered in a blanket.

"Hello!" Called out the voice of a female. I somehow knew that voice. "Hello, where the hell am I?"

"Talia?" I questioned, covering myself with the blanket as I rose to the door.

"What the hell?" Talia questioned as I heard her hit the wall with what I presume was her fist. "You did this! You put me in here!"

"No, Talia I didn't, you did," I said back as I sat on the unforgiving floor.

"What do you mean I did? Where am I?" Talia's voice was angry but scared. She had no idea what she did but she would soon regret it and so would I.

"Talia you called my captors and they took you too. You have no idea who these people are. Talia my father sold me, this is La Chambre Blanche. No one escapes I was so close and you called them to me and now to you too." I uttered as I laid my throbbing head on the cold door softly crying.

"But, I thought it was an old wives tale. This can't be, I thought you had run from a man you had taken off with. I thought they'd come and whisk you back to where you were. Let you live with choosing someone else over the McKinneys." Talia muttered as she started to sound hopeless. "I thought that if you went back I could get him back, and get you away,"

"You are a terrible person Talia and I will never forgive you. I didn't run away with anyone." I murmured as I got back up and walked back to my bed, hearing her weep.