Eleven
267 Words
April
"April. Get yourself dressed before my guards lose control and hurt you."
Sighing, I stood up and took the clothes my father was trying to hand me. In the process of grabbing my clothes he slapped me in the face, trying my hardest to stop the tears I smiled.
"You speak when spoken to whore."
"Yes sir." I said looking down at the cold ground beneath me.
I let my tears slip as my father watched me get dressed in silence, I could fell his wolf growing stronger as I undressed. Everything in my body ached, I wish to be dead. Anything would be far more comfortable then my father watching his own daughter get dressed.
"Alpha, we found this on the porch." a loud strong male voice said from beside me.
"Well, Taylor knows you're here." Derek growled near my ear.
Clenching my jaw I took the next kick my father gave me in my ribs.
"He's never going to find you here. Jason patrol the door."
His names Jason? He seems so nice. He's got a build on him, I wonder if he'd let me out if I agreed to do anything he wanted me to.
"Yes Alpha." Jason smirked winking in my direction.
Gulping I smiled slightly. If only Taylor could come any quicker.
'April, Jason has a mate. She's being cornered here now. He has no idea.' my wolf whined out.
No matter the mate, my wolf is weakening. One more hit and I'm going to go out. I can't stay here, I have to get out of this cell, and quick.
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