"You f*****g kidnapped me?!" I turn around and punch his face and it does nothing to him and I scream in agony. It's like I hit the wall. I think I broke my hand.
"s**t! s**t! s**t!" I jump around cradling my broken hand into my not so broken one.
Carl rolls his eyes at me. "It's not broken. Stop overreacting..." He says and I am so angry that I want to hit him again but the sting in my hand is still fresh. I morph into my werewolf form and take off, away from this stupid Vampire.
I run off to the woods away from him. Every Vampire that I pass, stiffen and becomes ready to attack until they realize it's me. I can't blame them, they are not used to a werewolf roaming around them. I run until I am so tired that I long for someone to pick me up (even Carl) and take me back. I was looking for any possible way out of this damn island. I didn't find any. I barely make it to my room and fall on the bed. Carl thankfully is nowhere to be seen. I want to smack his head (with a bat) but I am so exhausted right now that I am pretty sure I won't be able to manage that right now. I hear a crinkle of paper and sure enough, there is another note under me. I pull it out. What again?
IF YOU DON'T STAY AWAY FROM THOSE TWO YOU ARE GOING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED
I really wish whoever this is was whatsapping me right now so that I could have sent him a reply telling me to bloody help me get off this island. It's not easy to keep these two f*****g Alphas away from me when they both want me to be their mates. Also, does he think I am enjoying it here!? I am f*****g kidnapped! I am the victim here! I want to go back home, at least ever since I realized I have been kidnapped.
I grab the pen from nearby and turnover the note and scribble a barely legible "HELP" on it, totally on a whim.
And then I am so tired that I fall asleep.