Mute Howls

Twelve

April's P.O.V

"Shut the f**k up!"

I watched as Aidan, one of the guards, kicked the girl in the cell in front of me. I couldn't help but flinch with each kick she recieved for protesting his touch. Does Jason know his mate is being touched by another man? Does he even care about her?

"Leave her alone!" I screamed moving to my cell bars.

"Shut the f**k up whore."

"No. Dont touch her, mess with me. You know how pleased my father would be for you? He'd give you an award, please Aidan just leave her alone. I'll do anything you want!" I pleaded tightening my grip on the bars.

I watched Aidan's anger turn into a mischievous grin, I tripped over my own foot as he stalked over to my cell slamming her cell door closed.

"Anything?"

"Y-yes, anything. I'll obey, I won't misbehave." I said as he pinned me against the cold wall.

'April.. He's coming..' my wolf purred into my thoughts.

'Right now? Oh please, Taylor hurry'

Closing my eyes I felt Adian's freezing hands wrap around my throat, speaking in some kind of Arabic language I couldn't understand. Who did my father hire? Who has he turned into, I knew he was a twisted devil but I never would've guessed he'd lock me in a cell and allow me to be r***d and abused by his guards.

That's not what fathers do, they aren't supposed to blame their wives deaths on their kid when it was them who killed her. He doesn't deserve a mate, he never should've met my mother.. he never should've been freed from a mental institution.

"Speak!" Aidan screamed smacking me in the face.

"Yes sir." I choked out.

Watching Aidan's grin grow larger with pride, Jason's mate whimpered when his voice came back harsher then before. I feel so bad for her, I just want to protect her little body and keep her safe but I can't do that in this stupid cell.

"Aidan, since I'm allowing this you owe me." I whispered.

"Hm? Anything baby." Aidan growled pulling my hair.

"Allow me in her cell." I said nibbling on his neck.

"Anything."

Forcing a growl I smiled to myself, I deserve an acting award.

'Get in that cell and hold her April, her wolf isn't about to fight the starvation.'