The Unwanted Wolf

Chapter 4 It Can't Get Any Worse...Right

After 4 days in the cell, the door was opened and a guard that I had never seen before came in and grabbed my arm. I didn't fight him as he pulled me down the hallway to a group of rooms that looked like my worst nightmare come to life. There was a table in the middle of the room with four straps attached. There were silver chains along the walls in various positions. I truly did not know what to expect. The guard dragged me over to the table as another guard came into the room and they pulled me up onto the table and started strapping me to the table. Then in walked my uncle David and my cousin Markus.

David and Markus looked at me with disgust. I didn't understand why. I had not done anything to them that would make them react like this to me. David and Markus walked toward me and David smacked me across the face. “You took my brother from me, how could you do this to us after everything we did for you?” “ I swear, I didn't do anything, I came to protect them and you as well. I wanted to make sure they were protected.” “You lie, you are the reason they are dead.” At that moment, Markus, who was 18 years old now, once again smacked me across the face. Blood went shooting across the table onto the floor. He instructed the guards to chain me up to the wall. Once I was chained to the wall, Markus walked toward me with a whip with silver barbs attached to it. At that moment, I knew that the cousin I once knew was gone, and he was replaced by a man who would punish me for things I had never done or had no control over. Markus took the whip and swung back, then forward across my body with all his might. The whip bit into my stomach. I tried not to scream, but I could not help myself, the pain was more than I could imagine. Markus hit me with the whip over and over again, he hit me so many times that I lost count as I slipped into unconsciousness.

When I next woke, I was in the pack hospital, the lights seemed so bright and my eyes flickered trying to open. I heard the beep of the heart monitor, but at this point I wanted to join my parents in death. Dr. Monroe was sitting in the chair next to my bed. I looked over and grabbed his hand, this caused him to jump from my touch. “Isabella, your awake.” I nodded yes to him, because I was scared of what would happen if I spoke to him. “Isabella, I am so sorry about what happened to you. There is not a lot that the new Alpha would allow me to do. You are going to be scarred for life due to the punishment that he has inflicted upon you. He told me that once you heal, you are to be sent to the attic where you will live and you have to cook and clean for the whole pack. He said, you are less than an omega, you are nothing. I know that I am not supposed to do much for you, but please know I am here for you. I will do all that I can.” “I will be fine. Don't risk your life for mine. I am nothing and you save lives.”

I had been in the pack hospital for 3 days before Dr. Monroe had no choice but to send me back to the pack house at Alpha's order. I slowly walked up to the pack house, not sure what I would find, since my parents were gone. As I opened the door, Gabby walked up to me and slapped me across the face. My head whipped to the right and blood splattered across the wall. “ You are nothing and I am going to enjoy making you suffer. You will do as I tell you, or I will make you suffer. Now clean up this mess that you made.” Gabby was Alpha Markus' girlfriend and I knew that if I did not listen to her, that my punishment would be far worse. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed several paper towels and walked back to the hall and started cleaning my blood from the wall.

Several pack members walked past me, pushing me to the ground and kicking me repeatedly over and over again until one kicked me in the head and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in the attic on a thin mattress pad with a blanket with holes all in it. I am unsure how I got here, but I knew I would be stuck here forever.