Lilly POV:
I woke up in a white room with a drip in my arm. I looked around, I was alone. My head was pounding and I couldn’t remember how I got here. The door went open and a doctor walked in, right behind her was alpha Brandon, my mate. He came and sat next to the bed, he held my hand. His hand was so warm but I didn’t feel the sparks that would usually erupt from touching your mate. I thought it was only cause my body was so injured. The doctor spoke and I almost jumped as I was so deep in thought. “Hello, Lilly I’m doctor Taylor. You were kidnapped and tortured. Alpha Brandon found you yesterday, and brought you here. You have sustained a great amount of injuries to you back and stomach. It will take a few weeks to heal properly, so you must take it easy for a while.” She said. “When can I take her home?” Brandon asked, holding my hand tight. “You can take her home now, you just need to sign a few papers Alpha.” The doctor said. She left the room and came back with a clipboard, a pen and papers. Brandon signed the papers. I tried to get up, but that only annoyed Brandon. “Don’t get up babe, let me help you.” He said as I put my hand on his shoulder for support. I got up and tried walking to the door, a sharp pain shot through my leg into my pelvis where the cut was. My legs gave way and I fell, luckily Brandon caught me and put me back on the bed. “You not strong enough to walk yet. I’ll get you a wheelchair and we can go home.” He said in a sincere voice. I nodded and waited for him to get the wheelchair.
As we drove I couldn’t help but wonder what really happened to me. “What are you thinking about my little wolf?” He asked seeing I’m deep in thought while looking out of the window. “What really happened to me when I was kidnapped? Who took me and why?” I asked, looking at him. “It’s not important, all that matters is that you’re safe.” He said as he put his hand on my leg. “I want to know.” I said and held his hand tight. His eyes became a shade darker with anger and annoyance. “I’m sorry, I asked.” I said in a soft tone and sat back. I don’t know why I’m afraid of him, he’s my mate, but a part of me still fears him. We drove until we got to a big house. It was a two-story house with a large oakwood door. We stopped in front of the house and got out of the car. “We’re living in the packhouse?” I asked stupidly. “No.” he laughed “This is our house baby.” He said smiling. I look at the huge house for a few seconds and then followed him inside. The place had an open floor kitchen, a TV room, a dining room and a bathroom downstairs. Upstairs was the matter bedroom and 2 guest rooms. “Do you want to go take a shower and then we can watch movies for the rest of the evening little wolf?” Brandon asked hugging me from behind. “I think so. Will you make popcorn for us love?” I asked. “Yes, my little wolf.” He said as he let me go ad went to the kitchen. I walked upstairs into our bedroom. The room was big, there was a king-sized white feather bed, with white pillows. The curtains were grey and there was a grey blanket folded up on the bottom of the bed. there were two dark bridge wood night stands with white nightlights. There was a flatscreen TV facing the bed.
I walked over to the closet and got out a red shirt and a black wool pants and some undies. I went into the bathroom and removed my clothe. I look at the cut on my pelvis and lightly dragged my finger over it. It hurt to touch it so I couldn’t even imagen how it would hurt in the shower. As my finger went over the cut, I got a flashback. My hands were above my head and I saw a knife being dragged across my stomach. I screamed in pain, the next thing I know there is a knock on the door. “Are you okay little wolf, I heard you scream?” Brandon said from the other side of the door. “Yes, baby I’m fine. It just hurt when the water touched my cut.” I lied, not wanting him to worry. “Okay call if you need anything.” He said and I heard his footsteps disappear. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I got into the shower. When I was finished I got dressed and headed into the bedroom. Brandon was waiting for me in bed. I got into bed next to him, he turned around and held me. he pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “You’re mine and only mine.” “Yes, I am only yours.” I said, trying not to sound as if I forced the word out. The movie started but I couldn’t help but wonder. Why couldn’t I remember anything? Why hasn’t my wolf told me he’s my mate? What really happened to me? Why do I feel so alone when I’m next to my mate? I had all these questions but no answers.
The next few days things were quiet I spend most of my time in the house as Brandon didn’t want me going out until I was completely healed. “How are you feeling today little pup?” Brandon asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I hugged him tightly. “Better baby thank you.” I said as I walked to the kitchen. “Want to go out tomorrow for a run little wolf?” Brandon asked as he followed me into the kitchen. My face lit up with a smile. “Really baby?” I asked, I turned around quickly and ran into Brandon’s arms to give him a hug. “Really little pup.” He said as he kissed the top of my head. We made dinner together, went to bed and watched movies.