Felix leaves me cuddled up in his jacket as he goes to find me some clothes I can wear, where he will get them from, I'm not too sure. A few minutes pass since Felix had left, so when I heard footsteps coming, I wasn't worried at all, but when those footsteps turned into more then just one pair, I should've worried a bit more. They came running around the corner, the door slamming open,
"There she is grab her", one of them yells as they coming running towards me, I quickly stand up backing up towards the window,
"What! What is the meaning of this", I yell,
"You're that fucking prophesised wolf, are you not?", one says calmly, way too calmly, is sends shivers down my spine, one grabs my arm, the strength in his grip produces an immediate bruise on my arm, I grab his wrist, snapping it backward to force him to let go of my arm, in the process I pick him up from said wrist and throw him through the air into the wall. The group stand a little stunned, I manage too quickly throw the jacket around me, buttoning up so I can at least protect myself without worrying about being completely naked. As the guy I through stumbles his way back up, the room fills with more and more people,
"WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?", I yell at them,
"We can't let the prophecy happen, so we must kill you", the leader says, there's not a hint of guilt or regret in his voice it's filled with malice and greed. I look at him, my eyes widening slightly as I realise, I can hear part of his thoughts,
"You're all wolves, and you plan on doing more", I whisper as I shrink back even closer to the window, 'I should fight', I think to myself but there's too many of them, if I'm to have any chance I have to run, but run where, they are blocking the door, my brain is trying to think of the best way out of this but before I can even think about it, my wolf has sent me flying out of the window, falling towards the ground. My wolf claws at my skin, forcing her way out, this time when I transform it is painful, I can feel her scratching to get out, I think it's because I didn't intend to transform, she willed it to happen from deep inside me. The scream that escaped my mouth as I was ripped apart sent chilling shivers down even my spine, as my spine even began to break into pieces. As I come to land on my paws, my wolf begins to run towards the surrounding forest, I quickly look back to find that those who were after me began jumping from the window, transforming mid jump. I run and run for what feels like hours, my legs growing weaker as the time continues, the moon as began to shine brightly in the sky, the sun still trickling through one side of the trees. I don't know where I am anymore, I'm not even sure they are still chasing after me, I begin to slow down, taking in my surroundings, hoping I can find somewhere to hide. I see a small cave of in the distance there's a large tree surrounding it making it rather hard to see. I run towards it, finding comfort in the thought of being hidden away and not running anymore. I lay down in the cave, continuing to stay in my wolf form, the moon continues to rise into the sky, the wind blowing through the forest picks up speed, the cool breeze slowly getting colder, I begin to be able to hear the grunts and growls of the wolves catching on to the wind. 'they're getting closer, I'm not sure this cave is hidden as much as I would like', I think, but just as I thought that my brain began to go quiet, my eyesight darkening, I fall off into an unwanted sleep.
I can feel the hands of someone picking me up, I can hear the laughter of the men escorting me to wherever they decided to take me, I can feel the breeze of the wind blowing against my now naked body as I had transformed back into my human self as I had dozed off, I can sense everything that's happening around me, but I cannot seem to force myself awake. I was even able to make out how long it took for us to get to where they wanted to hold me. The feeling of the ropes being tied around my wrists, I can feel my wolf being forced deeper inside of me, her strength, her abilities becoming a slight hum in the back of my mind. The same sort of hum I had in my head when I was a child.
When I finally come too, my sense seems dulled, all that I was able to sense even when I was asleep has dulled, I could no longer sense how many men were in the room with me, slightly hear their thoughts or even see within the darkness that surrounded me. I could still feel the ropes biting into my wrists, and the cold breeze against my naked body, the slight pressure on the bits of my body that bite against the wooden chair, but all my heightened sense were gone,
"You suppressed my wolf", I yell, more afraid of losing her then my current situation, "how dare you, how dare you do that to her", I can feel my wolf crying to be let out, the feeling of being trapped inside myself is extreme. Wolves hare being enclosed, so being suppressed is torture for them, she already experienced that my entire childhood, fortunately for my own sake she had gotten used to it as she didn't know any different, but now, now its incredibly challenging for her.
"Let me go", I continue to yell, as I fight against the ropes.
"Shut up will you", someone says as they come skulking out of the shadows, the figure is large, 'I don't remember seeing him at the school', "that's right", he says coldly, "You wouldn't have seen me at the school", 'he can hear my thoughts', my mouth drops, "Yes, I can hear your thoughts", he continues to answer me before I finish my thoughts, 'You.. you must be', "Yes, I am an alpha", he continues moving closer to me, "I am the alpha of the Eclipsis Pack, Dorian Eclissi", a laugh escapes my mouth,
"Dorian Eclissi?", I question while continuing to laugh, "Are you joking?",
"No", he says sternly, he growls at me, "your Amaris Esme Richard, also known as Amaris Esmeray Rieka, descendant of the Reika bloodline who happens to also be a descendant of the Dracul bloodline or historically the Draculea's? Are you not?",
"How… How did you know that?",
"Every Alpha knows the tales of the Reika, Dracul betrayal". He laughs, "We were aware of you as soon as you were born, we just haven't been able to find you because of your mother putting those damn suppressing spells on the three of you", he walks up closer to me, grabbing me by the chin, "We can't have filth like you living, desecrating our lineage, our blood, every Alpha heard your mothers thoughts while you were being born, we tried to get to her that night and kill you all right there but by the time we go there you were gone", he explains calmly right after condemning me to my death,
"But I haven't even done anything to you", I screech,
"It's not about what you've done, it's the prophecy, you'll bring destruction to us all, and just the point that you're a werewolf vampire half -breed", he scoffs, "it's disgusting, you could've been one of the most powerful werewolves of our clans, if your mother had done what she was supposed to have done and mated with me, I mean for gods sakes, you were born on the night of the blood moon with full planetary alignment, that in its own would've made you the most powerful. But your mother had to go and mate with and fall pregnant to a disgusting vampire", He slaps me across the face a few times, each blow bringing the taste of blood in my mouth. As he stops, I spit the pool of blood in my mouth out, "We would've been unstoppable, your mother and I, especially if we had you, us three taking over the packs, removing the other bloodlines from the picture", I laugh through the pain,
"Oh my god", I continue laughing, "You were in love with her", the room fills with more werewolves, his pack slowly filling in the blankness of the room, he turns to face me, backhanding me another time,
"She was my best friend, my betrothed, we were promised to each other since our births", he yells at me, "and the power she had, was immense, she should've been able to kill me with a single look that night, but she was so weak, so incredibly weak it was disgusting to see but illuminated my desire to prey on the weak", he slurs, "I played with her that night you know, she ran from me, hid from me, cried because of me, she really showed me just how much I enjoyed it, playing games with them before I kill them",
"You, you killed my mother", I scream fighting against the ropes harder,
"Of course I did", a blood curdling laugh follows his words, "She betrayed me, she betrayed all of us, of course I had the pleasure of killing her, it just sucks it took so long, but her constant moving was incredibly hard to keep track off, and she was playing with me, I mean seriously becoming a famous race car driver and blasting her face all over the news and in magazines, she was pure evil", his little rant about my mother makes me laugh.
He bursts out laughing as he slaps me again and again, his men hold me down on the ground, the ropes still tied around my wrists as they pull at the ropes, forcing my arms and legs to be sprawled out on the floor, my body is completely uncovered, everyone is able to see everything. He pulls out a knife from his jacket, bringing it close to my skin, I try to stay completely quiet, not letting out a single sound. He glides the blade against my stomach, a large cut opening up, my blood slowly pours to the side of my stomach, I wince slightly at the pain, but stay quiet otherwise, he moves the blade all over my body, creating, small cuts, large cuts, deep cuts, shallow cuts, all different, some slightly more painful then the others. He continues doing this for what feels likes hours, changing the blade he uses, some being blunt that they tear at my skin, while others are that sharp it glides through my skin. He gets bored and tired after the few hours of torture, leaving me to lay in my pool of blood, my wounds still bleeding, with my wolf being dampened I heal basically like a human, but I cannot die because of my wolves' abilities. I lay in the dark damp room completely alone, my mind trying to stay awake, trying to dull the pain.
After a few more hours of lying there not moving, I can feel my body starting to slowly heal itself, the ropes were had been tied to a pole or something after then men had left, still leaving me in the most exposed position, 'I probably look like a naked starfish', I think to myself, making me giggle a little, I can hear very faint voices from outside the room, unfortunately I can't make out a single word, I've been laying in this pitch black room for so long I'm starting to see black figures flying across the ceiling.
"Can you hear me", I yell out trying to get the attention of what I believe to be guards, "Please can you at least talk to me, I'm extremely bored",
"Shut up!", one yells back,
"Please, just talk to me, or come inside and keep me some company", I beg loudly,
"We have been strictly forbidden to enter", the guard explains,
"It's probably just because I'm completely naked", I yell, "I'm sure Dorian wouldn't mind you coming in if you covered me with a blanket", I try to convince the guard, I hear the guard who was responding say a few words to the other one before his footsteps picks up and he scurries away from the door. I wait patiently for him to return, the door slowly glides open, the light from outside seeps into the room, forcing me to turn my head in pain as it was too bright, I was unable to see who had walked in, but I didn't hear the footsteps from the other guard returning.
The black ness of the room returns, my eyes continue to try to focus back on the person who just entered the room,
"Did you get the blanket", I ask, trying to figure out who entered, no one answers, I feel a hand softly cup the calf of my leg, my legs repelling quickly both in pain and fright, the ropes biting at my ankles keeping them in place. His hand begins to slowly and lightly slide up my leg, I try to kick him off, but I am unable to, he stops at every cut he comes across, slowly rubbing his fingers across them before leaning down to lick at them, the feeling of his tongue, the touch of his fingers repulsing me more and more each time. I can hear him unbuckle his pants and remove them, as he continues to move closer towards me, in a matter of minutes he sits on top of me, his legs laying on each side of my torso as he begins to run his hands up my stomach, continuing his little ritual of playing and licking with any cut he can find, I continue trying to fight at me, the ropes continue to bite into my ankles and now my wrists, still I make not a single noise, I will not give them the satisfaction of hearing me cry or scream I think to myself. Before I can think another thought, he wraps his hands around my throat as he brings his mouth down onto my nipples, sucking at them hard, his teeth scratching against the sensitive tip, he laughs, bringing his mouth up to my ear,
"You're enjoying this" , he groans, "I can tell because you're nipples are hard, I'm sure your soaking wet", he moves one of his hands down to feel in between my legs, I can feel him smile against my ear as he feels just how wet I am, "See, you're extremely wet for me", 'It's just a natural response', I think to myself, 'It's not because I want this, or want you', a single tear escapes the corner of my eye. He continues to suck of my nipple, thrusting his dick up against my stomach as he holds it with his hand, his other hand still wrapped around my throat, when he moves his hand away from his own dick to thrust against me, I can feel that is still limp,
"You've got a limp dick", I laugh at him, the realisation that he has an erectile dysfunction humouring me, he slaps me across the face, and bites down on to my stomach, his werewolf teeth slowing ripping a chunk from me, he begins to lick at the hole in my stomach, I can feel him getting harder, he continues to grow as his tongue plays with the newly bitten wound. He moves down my body his legs sitting in between mine as he makes it easier for himself to access the hole in my stomach, he begins to rub himself up against my pussy whilst licking the wound. He thrusts himself inside of me, taking another bite at the wound, a small section coming out, he brings his hand down to my side as he presses is fingers into the hole. My mind goes blank both horrified and disgusted by what's happening, while also in tremendous pain, a few small gasps managed to escape my mouth as he took the bites out of my stomach, the first noise I made in response to the pain I had been inflicted throughout night, he continues thrusting both his fingers and his dick inside of me, his dick through into my pussy and his fingers into the hole in my stomach. To my surprise he comes to a stop after a few hard thrusts, I stupidly thought it was over. But to my disarray he takes a small bite at my neck licking at the fresh wound he caused, his body lays flat against mine as he then continues to thrust into me his dick penetrating me over and over again, fortunately for me it doesn't take long for him to reach his climax, unfortunately for me he did choose to climax inside of me. As I began to think it was finally over, he moved his body off of mine, the shifting of the weight making me feel immense pain, the feeling of his legs leaving from in between mine made me feel slightly happy, but then I felt his legs moved next to my stomach, his fingers began to play with my pussy, his lips fell onto the wetness between my legs,
"I can't leave without you finishing", he sneers, his dick slowly slides into the hole in my stomach as he keeps his head sat between my legs, he continues to lick at my clit as his fingers beat the inside of my pussy. He doesn't thrust his dick inside of me, it just sits there, but I can feel it getting larger and pulsating as my blood pools onto it. I can feel my legs beginning to shake, as he does manage to get me onto the brink of climaxing, he can feel my pussy begin to pulsate against his fingers, its not to long before I cum all over his fingers and his face, at the same time he cums again inside the chunk missing from my stomach. Seconds later the door swings open, the guard standing in front of the light holds up a blanket.
"I got permission from Dorain to get you a blanket", he says cheerfully, before his eyes lay on the scene before him, his companion shoots up, his body completely leaving mine as he is shocked to see his fellow guard in the doorway. My eyes quickly adjust to the light, I can see the look of horror on the guards face as he sees the chunks of flesh taken out of me, and the chunk being filled with cum, "What the fuck have you done", he yells as he swiftly manages to cover me up with the blanket and take the man by the throat and slam him into a wall behind me. Shortly after another man comes running inside,
"What's going on", he exclaims,
"Grab her softly, and take her to Dorain", he commands the onlooker, I slowly and gently get scooped up by this man, the guard slowly walks with me in his arms, to wherever Dorain is, the other man holding my attacker by his throat as he drags him to the same place.
Dorian stumbles down a staircase in a main hall like room, he sits down on a throne like chair,
"What is it?", he questions, "you already interrupted me once because of a blanket for that woman now what", his eyes adjust to the picture before him, one of his guards kneeling before him, his throat in the hands of another, his dick hanging free for all to see,
"He… he", the guard begins to choke, "he was inside of her", are the words he can bring himself to say, I see Dorians eyes grow wide, the guard nods at the other, this guard holding me unwraps the blanket in a way so that only Dorian can see me. When his eyes see the horrifying display of my now butchered body, it takes Dorian seconds to get across the room and rip the attackers head off, he turns to the guard who was holding his neck,
"What exactly did you see?", he questions,
"His dick was inside the missing chunk on her stomach, his head between her legs, I'm not sure if anything else happened", he quickly explains before turning around and throwing up, the guard holding me looks down at me his expression horrified as he looks at what is now my body. Dorian slowly walks up to me, my body automatically flinching away from him, into the arms of the man holding the blanket, I curl away in fear. He slowly kneels beside me, his hand grabbing out to softly touch my face,
"I'm truly and deeply sorry Amaris, I didn't mean for this to happen to you", he says softly, I look up at him, you can see the regret and sincereness in his eyes, "is there any chance you could tell me exactly what happened", without thinking I grab his head, a multitude of images about what happened pop into my mind, creating a movie like reel, somehow, he is able to see everything, everything that happened, every thought I had throughout the attack, every feeling I had. As I look back at his eyes, is eyes reflect mine completely, both horrified, surprised, disgusted and sad, a single tear falling from both of his.
"Brandon, you'll take her to your room, she will stay with you from now one, no one is allowed to touch her", he commands while he stays looking at me, "Jack you will also stay there. You two will stay with her, at all times, she is not allowed out of your sight unless she goes to the bathroom". Jack wraps me back up in the blanket and scoops me back into his arms. "Brandon!", Dorian yells after us, "find someone and tell them to get this… this body, they will rip him apart and scatter him across the world, he will never be allowed to rest in his death", Brandon nods as we leave the hall. I find myself falling asleep quickly, my head resting on Jacks shoulder.
I wake up a few days later, my wrists and ankles have been freed from the ropes that held me down, my wolf still suppressed and yet I have mostly healed, well at least most of the cuts have healed, the bites not so much, I blink lazily as I look around the room, taking in my surroundings. I remember Dorian say I was to be taken to, to someone's room. I see the men sitting on the armchairs across the room, they both sit there asleep, I quietly climb out of the bed, wincing in pain I pull on the clothes they have set out from me. I tiptoe over to the door, the arm making a small screech as I open it. I run down the halls, not knowing where I am going, just running towards what I feel is freedom, I some how manage to find my way outside of the building the fresh air stinging my eyes, my wounds being struck with the sudden cold, I find myself facing a group of werewolves standing around fighting with each other, I think they were practicing, some of them I recognize from school others not at all. They all suddenly turn to look at me, confusion crossing their faces, Dorian stands across the field, disappointment and anger written across his face. A few of the men begin to lunge at me, but before they get to me, they go flying across the field, Dorian stands in front of me, his figure towering over mine,
"Where the fuck do you think you're going", he snarls,
"Please… please let me go", I look at him, "I promise I won't do anything that will being any type of destruction", I grab on to his arm, "If I do, I'll let you kill me". He looks down at me,
"I can't let you leave Amaris", he says gently, "I'm sorry but it will endanger everyone, I'm bot going to kill you, bur you will need to stay within this compound". He grabs my wrists and begins to walk me back inside, "You're free to wander around this compound but if you try to leave you will be punished, I also think you should rest some more". I turn around to face him, the look of sadness and sympathy towards me, pisses me off, I slap him across the face,
"I hate you!", I say as I grumpily walk up the stairs to the room I came from.
A few days pass, the routine is the same, I wake up someone brings me food, I would be forced to take some potion that suppressed my wolf, I wander around the compound with the two bodyguards following my every move, sometimes I would choose to practice fighting with the rest of the pack, other times I wouldn't move from the bed the entire day. I was getting more and more annoyed as the days went by, annoyed at Dorian, annoyed at Felix, Damien and my pack, annoyed at the guys following me everywhere but mostly annoyed at myself for not even trying to escape. 'Why haven't they found me yet', I think to myself repeatedly over the days that past. A few days slowly turn into a few weeks, I've begun to slowly ingrate myself into this pack that holds me captive, wandering down to join them for meals, learning to fight beside them, talking to Dorian more and more as the weeks go by, I begin to forget that Dorian and his pack killed my mother, tortured me and plan to kill me.