Relentless

Relentless Part 3

Riley

    Gripping to ropes binding my wrists, stretched out to the ceiling can’t pull myself free. Forcing my eyes open only seeing black “hello! Help!” deathly silence fills the air only the sound of my breathing pulling on my bindings, CRACK comes through air halting me in place. Droplets of something being dribbled down my body “stop! What’s this? What are you doing to me” wriggling against my restraints “shhhhh” whispered in my ear, someone’s next to me “be quiet kitten I don’t to punish you yet. I just want to play. Be a good girl for me” featherlight touches moving down my ribs “oh my god where are my clothes” realising I’m naked. I’m naked strung up totally at a stranger’s will. Tears forming in my eyes how can I get out of this.

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     Waking up in my cold cell again. I’ve never felt more. Fear keeping me frozen, squeezing my eyes closed. Praying that was all a horrible nightmare, being in the same tiny cell for how ever long I’ve been here playing tricks on my mind.  Even when I first woke up here, I didn’t believe my heart could get hurt while I was locked away. My body may have been his play thing but he got under my skin, I could taste my captor on my lips as my tongue grazes over my swollen lips, remembering the way his mouth took mine with such need, my legs shook.

    His touch was unlike anything I’ve felt before, even with Maddox. That’s the first I’ve thought of Maddox since I’ve been here, I always knew we’d be married, as per our parent’s arrangements. Thankfully, I knew that he cared about me. Though he didn’t set my body on fire like Ryder does. Maddox was always so careful with me. Never got to much, to familiar. I told him my secrets, kept him close but he never came on to me, even close enough to really touch me. One day I thought he would do more than steal a quick kiss, but he walked away quicker than I thought humanly possible. Sometimes the light caught his eyes and I swore they changed colour. Mad was always close by but never where I thought I wanted him, now I know why. I have some messed up tastes if Ryder pours fire down my body and I come alive under his touch. I’ll never know if Mad ever wanted to touch me in a passionate way, I’m stuck here in this cell. Live my life being Ryder’s plaything.

    I know it’s wrong, but his touch puts fire in my veins, stoking embers till I explode into white light. That man knows what to do to my body, makes me crave more of him. Beating are becoming more like foreplay before he takes me again, making me his.

   I miss Maddox but I don’t know if I’ll ever get out of here, ever see him again. If I’ll ever see those eyes darken when he stole kisses. In those moments it felt so right. He knew me too; he knew secrets about me that no-one in my sheltered life knew. How would he look at me now knowing I’ve been hauled up in a dingy cell, being used as another guys plaything and worse, enjoy being his toy. He would never look at me the same way if he knew. Memories of Mad brings tears to my eyes, kiss goodbye to the life I would have had with him. I was untouched, sheltered, he was always close by and sometimes I heard him growl when any man looked at me to long. Asked him once about the growls, brushed me off and changed the subject. Those noises did something to me, I felt them deep. Shame I’ll never hear them again.

     Whimpers that came out of me, couldn’t control feeling like this if I wanted to, I was all alone in this room now. My captor had left me. Left me here to regain some normalcy, or as normal as my life in this cell has been. He’s never shared me with anyone before and now I know why, he was gentler than they want him to be. Cares for me, I think. Whether it’s all an act to break me more I wish I knew but for now I was enjoying his attention, makes me feel alive, heat coursing through me when he touches me, takes me. If only the beatings would come then at least I’d know what I was to him, he hasn’t beat me like he used to before his friend joined in. He still comes in to play with me but now it’s more caressing with a sting. Marks me then rubs the sting away, growls into my ear “I’m barely hanging on here kitten we want to bite you. Make you mine” licking down my neck whispering what he’s going to do to me, pulling out ropes wrapping them around me, hoisting me in different positions every time he comes to see me. Always ending the same way leaving me curled up on the cot fresh bruises and cuts marrying my skin.

     Heavy footsteps break the silent spell over my cell, heavier than Ryders. This isn’t good. Door slams open “open those eyes baby I want you to see me” slime filled his voice as crack whipped through the room.

   Cracking her eyes open slowly she saw him, he looked like your boy next door short dirty blonde hair, baby blue eyes getting darker the harder he looked her over her trembling body. Built like a tank, muscles on muscles coming through his grease covered overalls, they both smelt like a car garage, but he looks like he just got from under a car. Stroking his bushy beard as he looked his fill of her, mauling her with his eyes as he watched her curl into herself cradling herself on the bed. First time she shows her fear since she’s been trapped in her cell. Walking towards her, grabbing her arms, pulling her upright circling her “ere going to have some fun baby. If you behave and do what I want, then maybe I’ll let you keep breathing” whispering in her ear, stroking down her body. Tightening his grip on her arms. She’s gasping as he rips away the last of her clothes “that’s better baby, I’m going to dirty you up so good Ryders not going to want to play with you again” tear escaping down her cheek. Croaked grin smiling down at her “he’s going to give you to me wrapped in a little bloody bow. You will be my toy baby; he loves to make his alpha happy. You’ll be my best present yet”

    Cold metal cascading down her skin, back of a knife caressing her skin as she stands frozen under the blade. Her hands bound together behind her no escape from his touch. Or his knife. Staying as still as she can under his touch, being the good girl, he wants her to be, hoping to survive this night. Squeezing her eyes shut to keep her tears from falling “oh baby don’t cry; I’m going to make you hurt so good you’ll forget all about Ryder. He got you for me baby you’re going to be mine not his” stroking down my arms “I knew when I saw you at the park you were going to look so pretty with my marks on you baby”  Coldness seeping through me pleading for Ryder to come and save me this time. 

Maddox

   I’m watching the garage as the guy from the CCTV rushes around the kitted-out SUV. He’s up to something. Is he hiding my girl?

    Muffled scream rips through the air as the same man from the CCTV edges around the car, rushes back to the end of the car, sound falls deaf as quickly as it started.

                       He’s got her, He’s moving her.

    Anger ripping through me as I move closer to the car, standing close enough to look into his eyes. He won’t recognise me but I’m sure he can feel me near him now. He should be scared for what I’m going to do to him. Even his pack won’t be able to find him when I get my hands on him

   Engine roaring Infront of me seconds go by with us staring daggers into each other, his eyes waver to the road just before he guns the engine, leaving me no time to move out the way. He knocks me to the floor, pain radiating through my left side as he peels out and onto the main road. Lying on the floor trying to will my limbs to move, I lose time trying to get my body moving to catch up to them, willing my fast healing to get me up faster.

  Limping back up the park to painfully climb into my car praying to anyone listening that I can find them again. Hitting Pete’s number “I found them. He came out of the garage near central park I got the plate get ready to search” catching my breathe losing seconds waiting for him “I’m ready shoot”. Taking the first real breath since she disappeared “CRF 7650 New York plate” pedal hitting the floor following the direction I saw them go. Every licence plate checked as I weave through traffic trying to catch a glimpse of the SUV.

   Shouting at Pete through the car speakers “come on man where are they! I’m driving blind here give me something” hitting the wheel, I need to find her. Pete coming through the speaker “come on! Type faster” pleading with Pete to get it done, met with huffing from Pete “It’s not that easy now chill and let me work Mad. I’m searching the plates and the road cameras to find them to stop your shouting and keep going straight. If that plates right your about four cars behind them” anxiously waiting for him to tell me a turn or stop anything that gets me closer to them.

                    I’m going to find her. I must.

   Pete barking directions down the speaker losing my breath whenever I catch a glimpse of his car. I know she’s in the boot losing air every second she’s trapped in there. Tailing the car was easy in the city with Pete’s directions from the camera’s but taking a turn towards open road loosing camera views the further we go. I’ve never taken this road out of the city before “I can’t see you anymore I’m sorry Mad I’ve lost visual, you’ve left the city heading towards Vermont, or New Hampshire. Nothing out that way that I can tap into from here sorry dude you’re on your own” Pete’s sympathetic voice comes through the speaker. Looking at the green and trees surrounding these roads, keeping the SUV in site “no worries Pete thanks for your help” Trying to see a landmark or anything to tell me where were heading “go get her back Mad” hanging up on Pete “I will”

   Scanning the open road no-one looks like they live anywhere round her, I have no idea where I’m even going this guy better hand over my girl when they stop, he’s going to wish he never looked her way.

  Following behind that car for more miles than I thought possible. His scent so faint hidden behind the car exhaust fumes. Aren’t SUV’s supposed to be gas guzzlers? How can they go on for so long, looking at the gas tank nearly running on empty, they need to stop soon they have too. Turning down a dirt road, I must slow down, or they’ll spot me worse smell me if he’s a shifter to. Now off the beaten path a log cabin hidden in the trees. The SUV parked out front, doesn’t look like he knew I was following them it looks abandoned instead of parked at the side of the cabin, can’t hear any voices but they must be close by. Watching behind the tree’s stalking forwards, needing a glimpse of her. Any sight of her would be a blessing. My thoughts going crazy what she could have gone through, beaten, sliced up mauled but some animal while she was being hauled in god knows what conditions.

    God, I hope he’s hasn’t touched her, he’s going to regret breathing in her direction when I get my hands on her.

   Hands clenched at my sides, reigning my anger in. The man coming out his SUV looking around, almost like he can feel me close “I’m coming to get you” whispering my promise hoping she can hear me. Moving between the tree’s stealthy stepping closer, watching him stalk around his car talking into his boot. Freezing the moment, he lifts a body out the trunk I can smell it’s her, her scent is coursing through my veins. Watching him hoist a female body over his shoulder traipsing it into the cabin, glancing around. Sneaking glances around the tree’s, stepping closer with each breath staying out of his eyeline as he looks around, blonde hair cascading down his back. Body over his shoulder her blonde hair, clothes dirty and falling off her but I know that body anywhere. I’ve watched that body for years I know her curves better than I know my own flesh; those curves have changed since she was taken but I know her body I know those are her slightly different curves. He hasn’t been feeding her properly if her curves have changed, she looks thinner than when she left. Still has curves to grab onto, keeping her close but now she looks thinner less to grab, tatters of clothes falling off her whether from being manhandled by that brute or because he’s been too busy beating her to feed her. Fists clenched watching him move into the house, “NO” growls vibrating through my chest watching his hands on her. Smack to her bottom nearly has me over to them in a heartbeat, my hands itching to squeeze out his last breath. My possessive wolf ramming forward to get to his mate, “mine” growling in my ear “take her, mark her” mate bound growing strong now were close to her, seeing her in another man’s arms making my wolf crazy.

     Crunching through the branches running towards them, reaching them before he shut the door bounding past the doorframe “put her down” shouting to him, “give her back to me” stalking closer to him. Moving in tandem I step forward he steps back, moving like this till he goes into a room. Losing sight of them for one second to long, growling at her loss. Stomping into the room freezing in the doorway watching him put her gently down on the bed, he’s gentle with her. He stole her why is he being gentle with her now?

     As soon as she’s out of his hands, charging at him my body mid shift, my wolf strengthens my body. Reaching out for his throat attempting not to rip his throat out with my teeth, breathing so hard feeling myself losing control, with his hands on her has me crippled with anger. Grabbing him, throwing him into a wall by his neck. Loving the feel of his neck beneath my hands enjoying him gasping for air “she is mine. Mine!” banging him into the wall with every word. Lips itching up into a smile watching blood seep down his neck. His eyes glowing yellow as he looks back knowing he isn’t a match for me, another wolf but no match for an alpha. Noise startling me from smashing his head open on the wall, “Mad is that you” her sweet as honey voice barely louder than a whisper, I’ve been aching to hear her voice again after all this time. Dropping the sack of a man spinning to look at her strewn across the bed stirring looking around, eyes locking on mine as I move closer to her needing to be closer to her “hey Riles move slowly ok” leaning into her, stroking her bare arms “you feel cold honey don’t move” removing my jacket wrapping it around her shoulders “Thank you Mad” small smile across her face. Her beautiful face glowing with just a smile.

      Walking back over to the pathetic excuse for a wolf I left bleeding on the floor towering over him letting my alpha command come over me pushing my will onto him “she’s mine, you will not come near her again. I’m only leaving you breathing because I need to get her out of here” crouching down growling at him, “she is mine” leaving him lying there with a punch. Rushing back into see my girl, she needs me like I need her, picking her up and holding her close. Letting her scent fill my bones feeling like I can finally breathe again, I can smell him all over her. I know he’s touched her, can feel it on her. Looking down at her face as I carry her out the door towards my car, she’s fallen asleep in my arms, she looks so peaceful now. I don’t want her thinking of him “I got you baby girl, I got you”. Kissing her forehead as I strap her sleeping body into my SUV. Breathing like they are my last as I strap in and peel out of there heading straight back to my condo needing her close to me.

     Carrying her up to my condo, not letting her down to even open the door. If I had my way, she wouldn’t walk another step. She is mine to carry and care for I will not let her be taken from me again. The wolf that took her got off easy, but I still find myself checking her neck for his mark, I can smell him all over her I know they’ve been together. I can’t judge her for what’s happened, but my anger is building from smelling him, knowing her was with her, she’s mine. I must walk away from her, or my wolf is going to come out to claim her, doing that without her permission is not where I see our relationship going. I want her to want me the same way I want her, forcing her is not part of the equation.

     Walking away from her again even to another room was harder than I thought it was going to be. I went up to the window staring at the central park watching all the people bustling around going about their business when I’m being in my own personal hell. Having her back is what I’ve wanted for months but know knowing she has been with him, vomit racing from stomach, gagging at the thought of her embracing him, his touch. How can she do this to me, she knew we were supposed to together. This was not supposed to be our life.

    Fogging up the window glaring at my own reflection, wolf eyes staring back at me. My wolf just below the surface clambering to come out. Wanting to claim her now, pulling him back trying to get myself under control muttering to myself “you can’t come out” smacking my hand at the glass punctuating my words “we are not forcing her into this”  glaring at my wolf eyes willing him to back down and leave me in control. Glowing receding back to my normal brown eyes releasing a breath I didn’t realise I was holding. Staring at myself figuring out what to do next, walking back to the bedroom seeing her hair draped over my pillows curled up under my sheets, looks like an angel. Her porcelain skin wrapped up in my white sheets, still wearing the tatters of clothes hanging off her skin but I couldn’t change her, she’s temping me enough just being here alone with me. Can stay being mad at her for letting that scrawny wolf have his way with her lush body but I still can’t risk baring her to change her clothes, temptation be too great to have my way with her, touch her the way I’ve always wanted to. Staring at her, hearing her light little snores so cute when she’s dreaming. Eyes lids flitting around, leaning down looking into her dreaming face “what are you dreaming princess” smoothing out her hair, breathing her in, she smells so different to how she left. Still Riley but not the Riley I’ve been chasing for months, the Riley whose parents only care about their own social status.

     When it comes to my mate, I am the only one who should be around her, touching her, building her back up after this ordeal. She is mine to protect, mine to help.

       Reaching into my pocket pulling put my phone, seeing all the missed calls and messages from Pete and James, both wanting to know any updates James saying he has no updates for me, still looking for her. Pete wanting to know if he needs to send the pack in to help the rescue. Ignoring them all for the moment to call Stella and Alister they need to know I have her safe and plan on keeping her. Picking up the phone waiting for them to pick up, “Hello” feminine voice came over the speaker “Hello Mrs O’Brian Its Maddox” waiting for her “Yes Maddox thank god, we haven’t heard anything since you left us the other day, have you got any news? The others have been out searching but none of them have found any trace of her” blubbering into the phone “Yes Mrs O’Brian” as calmly as I can putting her to ease “the packs have been chasing each other instead of finding her, all the scents have been lost under all the new wolves you’ve got running around looking for her” aggravation lacing my tone “I know your trying to find your daughter but you should have left it to us, our Pack. You know I have had every member of the pack out looking for her but with all these new packs you’ve brought in there have been problems between them. Problems I wouldn’t be having to deal with and looked for her instead! The new packs have masked a hidden pack already here, they stayed hidden, so we didn’t know they existed, I only spotted them moving Riley out of chance! I would have found her months ago if these other packs weren’t around right now!” hearing her whimper through the phone “you should have left it to me. You may not understand our ways being human but you have known from the beginning how I’ve felt about Riley, she is my mate and you bringing in other wolves and humans to chase her down has slowed our pack down” moving the phone away taking a moment to breath regaining some composure. Pulling the phone back to my ear hearing her whimpering “I didn’t know what else to do to get her back, I just wanted my baby back” crying into the phone wanting her daughter “I don’t know about your ways we’ve only spoken about the packs and you being a wolf where it concerned your intentions towards my daughter. We didn’t even know wolves were here let alone think we knew any! How was I supposed to know you and your pack could track my daughter better without other packs” screaming at me “this is not going how I wanted it to, look I don’t want to argue with you but I need you to take a breath and calm down can you do that?” taking deep breaths  “I know you were just scared but I have something to tell you, breath ok. I found her” hearing her whimper over the speaker unsure if she heard me “Stella did you hear me, I found her. She is sleeping now but she’s safe I have her” muttering coming through the phone “you have my baby? Is she ok?” hearing her freaking out “yes I have her but you need to get it together I’m not sure yet which pack had her, I know they are not one I’ve seen before but I can’t say who they affiliated with. They could have friends within the packs you hired, believe they want her back. Scrawny wolf tried to lay claim on her. f*****g punk knows who’s the Alpha now”. Beating my chest thinking that wolf touching my girl, keeping her from me for last 4 months “listen to me. She is safe but you can’t tell anyone but your husband that she’s back. My pack are the only wolves we can trust right now ok. Got it”