Little Dove

Chapter 17

Emilys POV

I wake up in a large bedroom that is unfamiliar, It smells of cheap cologne that burns my senses. The large red duvet that covers the bed beneath me is saturated with the scent. I can't remember how I got here, all I can remember is saying goodbye to my boss and leaving the library.

My whole body feels achy, like I drank an entire bottle of whiskey to myself the night before. Panic sets in when I realize my hands and feet are tied. "Help!! Help me please!!" I scream to nobody in particular, just hoping someone hears me.

The door opens and in walks a beautiful girl that looks to be around my age in a short black dress that barely reaches her mid thigh, and long blonde hair falling down her back. "You're awake! Good, Sir has been waiting for you." She says with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes and.. is that worry in her eyes? "Please, please you have to get me out of here, I.." She cuts me off "Stop Emily, you don't understand" She says in a whisper "there is no way out of here. He wanted you for himself, you should be happy he isn't selling you to one of his clients!"

He? Who is she talking about? Amber I need your help. Amber doesn't respond... What is wrong with me. "Here, change into this, in the bathroom and come with me downstairs, he is waiting for you in the dining room." She says as she unties me and pushes me towards the bathroom. "I will wait for you out in the hall." She goes to walk towards the bedroom door and turns around slightly. "And Emily, don't try to run. You don't want to know what he does to those of us who run." And walks out closing the door. Those of us? There are more women like us?

I look at the dress that she gave me, the same dress she had on and toss it into the waste basket. I refuse to put that trash on. Taking out the elastic in my hair, I run my fingers through it and put it back up in a high pony tail and walk out of the bathroom. The window to my left has big thick curtains over it, so I walk over to pull them open. Its dark which means it is either late at night or early in the morning.

I'm at least a few stories high, in whatever this place is and the view is miles and miles of trees. I try to unlock and open the window, but it doesn't budge. Dammit.

Walking over to the bedroom door, I open it. The blonde girl looks at me in a disapproving look. "You need to go back in and change into the clothes Sir provided for you." She goes to push me back into the room. "NO! I will not. Take me to this scumbag." I yell at her and pull her off of me. She shrugs and starts to walk down the hall, expecting me to follow behind.

We walk through the hall and down large winding stairs and into a room where there is a large red sofa facing a fireplace. This creep certainly has a favorite color. Same as the color of his blood, I'd like to spill from his body. I think to myself. The girl walks me around the sofa and I see Him...sitting there. "You!! You are the creep that hit on me in the coffee shop. You did this to me??" He smiles at me and pats the seat next to me, while the blonde girl exits the room. "Please my beauty, come sit."

"No!! I will not come sit. Tell me why you did this and let me leave!" I scream at him. His smile disappears from his face and is replaced with irritation as he grabs tight to my arm and yanks me to the couch. "I said Sit.. There you see, that isn't so bad..."

He frowns, "I see you decided not to wear the dress I gave you." "I don't wear trash, given to me by trash." I challenge him. His hand reaches out as he roughly grabs my chin to look at him. "You will not disrespect me in my home, do you understand me?" I can feel my chin bruise up under his grasp. "I don't want to be in Your home" I spit out at him.

He smacks me across the face as I wince at the pain, then lifts me up off of the couch as he stands with his hand around my throat. He squeezes tight and backs me up against a wall, "Listen here, sweet Emily" He leans into the side of my face and breaths me in. "I was told you would be perfect for my business, but I don't want to share you. Instead you will be my toy, and you will do as I say." "And if I don't?" He tightens his grip on my neck. I can hardly gasp for a breath. "Does this answer your question?" Tears threaten to spill but I won't allow him that win, I just nod my head.

He lets go and tells me to follow him up the stairs. "You will wear what I give you, and sleep in my bed. You will eat when I tell you do so as well. I want my woman healthy." Disgusting, HIS woman. I'll play along for now, if I know anything about Phoenix, it's that he is possessive and protective over what is his. I know he is looking for me. Or what if he doesn't even know I'm missing? Amber... I need you.

He brings me to his room and shows me to the bathroom where he sees the dress in the waste basket. Anger etched across his face as he picks it up and puts it on the counter. "Time for you to take a shower and get dressed, I won't have you tonight while you still have His scent on you." He stands there and looks at me with his head tilted and a disgusting smirk on his face.

"Then leave" I say in a cold tone, and my arms crossed on my chest. He raises his hand and back hands me hard across the face. "Strip!!" He yells and my body starts to tremble, just the slightest, at his tone. I can feel my face throbbing all over from the countless hits, with bruising starting to form on my neck, chin and arms.

Taking off my clothes, with my back faced to him, I can feel his eyes piercing through the back of my head. "Turn around and face me, my beauty." he says in a devilish tone. I turn to him but stare down at the floor. "Good girl now shower for me, so I can only smell myself on you, as I ravish your body tonight." I feel disgust wash over me and walk into the shower, feeling his gaze on me the entire time. I hear his phone ring while I am under the water and he steps out of the bathroom door.

"Yes, I got your present sweet Alison. You have always been so kind with your gifts. But this one... This one I like the most, I will enjoy her. Come have dinner tonight, you must be rewarded my dear" I over hear him talking on the phone as he walks further away. Alison?? Like Phoenix's employee? It can't possibly be the same one, can it? I know there is history there, but why me?

Phoenix POV

Some of my best warriors did a perimeter check around the area, as they caught scent of the bastard on the border of the Silver Pack going east. Looks like he took her outside of state lines. Isaac mind links me. Running for what felt like hours, we make our way into Colorado where more of my Northern Territory Lycans join us.

"Listen up, Emily is somewhere close to the Dark Wood Pack, Everyone has her scent and knows what she looks like by now. If you find that bastard Sampson before me, Remember he is mine. Do you all understand?" "Yes Prince Phoenix" They say in unison. "Split in twos and scatter out, we want to cover all bases." We have around 30 Lycans on our side, I told my brother to stay and lay low to keep watch, incase they tried to throw us off their scent, and stay local.

Sampson is just a rogue wolf, he isn't smart enough to manage doing this alone, I think to myself in question. I run southeast of the packs territory catching a scent I recognize, but not quite the scent of my Mate. It smells oddly familiar, but I don't understand why she would be out here.

Looking through the trees, I see a large house built right outside of the territory line, and see Her... Alison. What the hell is she doing here? I let out a low growl. Looking around I notice 2 other Lycans that work under me at Sterling CO. These bastards betrayed us, they will pay. Jet says. Not yet, we need to go round up everyone and then attack. I mind link everyone, "Meet me at Dark Wood Pack. I know where she is."