Zane - Confessions of a lycan

Chapter 5

Lily

"What are you going to do to me?" I didn't know whether to be terrified or grateful that he had gotten me out of that horrible basement. When this day was over, I might wish they would take me back down there. No! I have to end this negative thinking. Thinking horrible thoughts would only make me suffer twice.

The vampire, Nolan, looked down at me like he couldn't understand me at all, as if I were a puzzle to be solved.

Why? I had no clue. I was an ordinary girl with an ordinary appearance, nothing special at all.

Add that to the fact that I probably smelled like old garbage and was probably a sanitary inconvenience.

To be honest, I didn't understand why he didn't just throw me in the nearest dumpster.

"Don't be afraid, little one", I closed my eyes at the sound of his voice. Trying to shut him out, his voice, his red eyes. How his cold hands and chest were pressed against my body while carrying me to wherever we were going.

Don't be afraid? For real? I may be naive, but that didn't mean I didn't know when I was in the clutches of a deadly predator.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone with almost silent feet, moving towards us.

My eyes opened in a flash. Around the corner, we met what seemed to be two scantily clad vampire maids.

They both looked up when they discovered us and immediately they lowered their heads to curtsy before Nolan.

One of the girls had the courage to look up at him. She was batting her eyelashes and did everything she could to show her assets.

I had a hard time resisting rolling my eyes at her antics. I had seen this type of behavior several times in my home pack, when one of my alpha brothers stepped into the room. And what I learned through their behavior is that men can fall for it to gain a night of pleasure. But after that, the woman has lost her value to them. It was totally okay if all she wanted was one night as well, but too often I saw broken hearts in the wake of popular guys. I decided early on to never become like one of them.

I wanted a soulmate, someone that I could trust, love and be happy with. Nothing else held any meaning for me.

At least nothing that was worth giving away a piece of myself that I would never get back.

However, this hell that I had been thrown into, may not give me any choice.

Happiness and love were probably no longer something I would experience.

These depressing thoughts made tears burn behind my eyes. Deep breaths, don't let him see you crack.

"I want one of you to find a dress in size 6 immediately. A decent dress, and not one of those slutty outfits you two walk around wearing," He ordered with a voice that reeked authority.

The girl's gaze immediately flew down to the floor. Her posture went from radiating availability to unassertive in a heartbeat.

Poor girl.

He looked down at me, studied my body in his arms. I shuddered with discomfort.

"Also fix lingerie in size 6, cup size 36B and deliver it to my suite within one hour, that would be all."

The girl quickly looked up with a shocked expression. Why? Didn't he usually walk around with dirty she-wolves in his arms?

Tsk, he could have fooled me…

He moved past the women and took us further down the corridor, which consists of brown wainscoting on the walls and several beautiful vintage lamps scattered along it. There were no windows, only closed doors along the way.

Where were we going? What kind of place was this? Did I even want to know?

He stopped in front of a door, picked up the keys in his left pocket gracefully and unlocked it.

I could feel myself tense up. Nervous about what would be on the other side and what would happen.

“Calm down, I told you not to be afraid. I don´t like repeating myself.” He snapped. The vampire obviously had short patience. Noticed. But what did he expect when I had been dragged through dirt and starvation these last horrible days?

The room to which he took me was beautiful. Earthy colors covered the walls, carved furniture in dark wood and a king-sized bed with a burgundy bed canopy. The entire wall on the other side consisted of big arched windows and I could see that it was nighttime outside. The moon shined over what seemed to be a big city. He led me into a large modern marble bathroom and sat me down on the counter top, before he went to stand in front of me.

“I'm sure you´ll want a shower. But I know you're weak and hurt, so I'm going to take off your silver collar. If you come up with some reckless plan in your head to do something stupid when I take it off, I want to encourage you to think about it twice. I am several hundred years old and I do enjoy a good hunting. Even though it´s only a small little rabbit like you," He said with a wicked smirk. Part of me wanted to bite back at being called a little rabbit and I figured he knew it because his face lit up as he gave a dark chuckle. Which only angered me even more.

He smiled as he looked at me intently while firmly gripping my jaw. “You are precious Darling”

Alright, time to defuse this. “Take it off, I promise to behave.”

“how disappointing." He picked up his keys and pulled my brown, dirty hair to the side before he unlocked it.

I screamed in pain as he began to remove the collar. It felt like my skin was being ripped of my bones.

“Shhh little one, it's done now.” Nolan wiped a tear from my cheek that had fallen.

"I'm sorry I hurt you". I just looked at him through my teary eyes. "I don't believe you."

He seemed to think about it for a second before replying "No, I don´t like it. But don't think I won´t want to give you pain, because I do. But there is pain that also brings pleasure. You get no pleasure from this."

“What do you mean by that? Why am I here with you and where have they taken the other women?”

“Shhh...Don't worry about that now, and as for the other she-wolves, they have been taken to their own rooms where they will have a day to wash, eat and recover before it's time” He told me while he began to fill the bathtub with water.

“Time for what?” I gasped, while in the back of my mind I already knew, remembering what Rose told me. Time to be sold..

Nolan didn't answer me, but he didn't need to. I already knew.

The tears that had started to fall when he took off the collar, I now let flow freely.

When he turned to face me again, he tried to wipe away the tears, but it didn't matter because new ones kept falling.

He began to pull my shirt over my head, and I just followed the motion.

Normally, I was incredibly shy, especially being a werewolf. Yet in that moment, I couldn't be bothered with.

He continued with my shoes and jeans, but as I sat in only my underwear, I felt myself coming out of the fog I was clouded in and my usual shyness catched up.

I tried to cover myself but Nolan just tsked at me in his arrogant manor and pushed my hands away.

“None of that, I´m only going to help you take a bath, nothing else.”

“I can bath myself.” I was trying to sound firm but I was pretty sure I sounded like a wounded animal instead.

He sighed at me and cursed my stubbornness. "You are exhausted, hungry and injured. Let me help you. Then this will be over a lot faster."

“No, thank you. I can bath myself.” I insisted, putting my chin in the air. He took a step closer, hoovering over me. "

You´ll do what I tell you to do. Don't think that, just because I show you kindness, that I tolerate insubordination.” His angry red eyes looked aflame as they bore into mine and I felt fear start to crawl up my spine.

I moved my hands to open my bra. I would rather do it myself than have his hands on me.

I looked down. Shame filled me and I felt the blush rising on my face.

With my eyes still on the floor, I crossed my arms over my breasts as I removed it.

Before I manage to think about what to do next, he grabbed the hem of my panties and tore them pieces.

My wholebody flinched at his violence and I felt another teardrop fall.

My body had always been something I only wanted to share with my mate. I knew it sounds weird, werewolves were very se*ual creatures. But being forced into something that made me uncomfortable and as exposed as I was right now, made me feel dirty. Maybe it was because all everyone else had ever done to me was take, without ever giving anything back.

My body was the only thing I had left that belonged solely to me.

"Don't be like that, little one." He said as he took a strand of hair and tucking it behind my ear.

Before I realized what was happening, he lifted me up into his arms and gently put me down in the tub.

I crossed my arms over my chest and kept my eyes on my feet as Nolan rinsed out my matted, dirty hair.

He took out a shampoo bottle that smelled sweet and fruity, a typically feminine scent. I did't want to think about why he had feminine products in his bathroom. The feeling of having my hair massaged with shampoo relaxed me a bit.

I tilted my head back but instantly regretted it when a moan escaped me, and I hear Nolan's contented chuckle.

"I have a feeling you want to soap yourself up, I'll allow it this time only."

This time? How long would I be forced to stay here? Questions popped into my head at breakneck speed, but I didn't have the courage to ask any of them.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to yourself in the tub, then I'll come back in" I just nodded as he turned on his heel and walked out of the bathroom. I rushed to wash my body, but the only soap I could find smelled like him. It would have to do as long as I got clean. Looking towards the sink, I saw a razor that I assumed was Nolan's. The little devil that crawled up on my shoulder sometimes made itself known. I took a leg out of the tub and reached over to grab it.

Back in the tub, I shaved my arms and legs. Goddess, freshly shaved legs are truly one of the best feelings.

Sitting in this tub felt amazing, but the fear of him opening the door and finding me naked made me quickly stand up.

I rinsed off and reached for the towel that I wrapped around my body. On shaky, weak legs, I walked towards the bathroom door.

But before I could grab the handle, the door opened, and the fearsome vampire once again stood in my personal space.

He looked at me approvingly. "You look radiant, little one. A bath did you good. I've laid out clothes for you on the bed".

I couldn't help poking the bear and as I pushed past him, I said "I know, and by the way, I stole your razor".

What I didn't expect was for the arrogant man to burst into laughter. “What am I to do with you, darling?”

I just stared back at him while he gave me a devastating smile that would make most women drop their panties if it weren't for his eyes. Which always seemed cold no matter what. He walked past me and handed over the clothes.

I'm pretty sure he said dress to the girls in the hallway. But instead I got a black man's button-down shirt and a pair of white lace panties.

I didn't dare to question him and quickly put on the panties under the towel before turning my back on him to put on the shirt that smelled like him. I tried to towel dry my hair as best I could and put it in a loose braid.

Nolan took the headband out of his own hair and handed it to me.

I thanked him and walked to sit on the edge of the bed, too tired to stand any longer.

He went to pick up a jar of some kind on the table in the corner of the room.

"I have sent for an ointment which will help your sore throat". I just looked at him suspiciously without answering.

"Open your shirt for me and I'll help you put it on." I didn't trust him but knew better than to disobey.

After Nolan put on the ointment it immediately settled like a cold against the burning sensation where the silver collar had been and instantly it felt much better. "Thank you Nolan" I said, feeling genuinely grateful, cause´ I was sick of pain and suffering.

A nice reprieve, if just for a moment, was most welcome.

“You´re welcome, darling. I´m not the monster you think I am”. Should I even dignify that with an answer?

Before I could stop myself, the little devil on my shoulder jumps back up.

“Not a monster? You hold innocent women hostage in a basement, in horrible conditions. How the fu*k are you not a monster!”

Not so funny this time... before I had time to regret my words, he threw me down on the bed and settles on top of me.

I shrieked at the sudden impact and tried to break free. But I had nothing against his strength.

He took my arms and pulled them over my head, holding me down with one hand while his other took a firm grip of my jaw.

“Don’t you call me a fu*king monster!! You do not know the meaning of the word! Have I beaten you? r***d you? Be careful with what you wish, little girl, or it might come true.” His eyes blazed with fury while he stared back at me, only inches from my face.

I fell my entire being crumble under his angry gaze, harsh words and heavy weight.

Those treacherous tears return to the surface, but this time he didsn’t seemed to care.

“Apologize” he hissed at me. Stubborn as I was, all I threw back at him was “Or what?!”

An evil gleam entered his eyes and before I had time to react, he sank his elongated sharp teeth deep in my wrist.

My piercing scream echoed in the room before all my strength left me and I passed out.