"Fuck fuck fuck! Another dead end." I look at my red haired companion as he tilts his head at me in question, green eyes watching warily. A howl breaks through the foggy night in the darkened forest. "We need to find shelter for the night before he catches us. Come on Ember." Checking my bag for supplies and water, I nod to the fox as we disappear into the night. The moonlight makes creatures of the trees around us as we slink in the shadows, creatures skittering to and fro as the pine trees loom foreboding above our slender figures. The howl gets louder and closer than what it was originally. The path was worn and old as twigs snap in the distance occasionally, owls hooting ominously as lighting bugs hovered about. An eerie atmosphere coating the area in thick waves makes the two of us on edge as we inch our way to freedom. He can't get us. Not again. I would sacrifice myself before I ever let him touch Ember. I shot a glance at the said animal, praying he gets out safe.

   "You can't escape my love. I will follow you until you give up. You are mine and only mine." There is a pause in the calm tone from our captor, too close. "Become mine and I will let the fox free. Take the deal or I will take you both back. He will die and you will be forced to accept my body on top of yours." We freeze and just look at each other with a pain that ran deep. I won't see him again for who knows how long, but I need to take the chance. I nod to him tilting my head to indicate for him to leave. A nose rubs against my shoulder in comfort as he licks me in response. I chuckle, giving him a hug before gently pushing away to leave.

   "I will see you again my friend. Stay safe and remember me. I love you Ember." Kissing his head fast I shoo him off as I walk straight into the arms of the devil who is smirking at me. Saying nothing I just walk on back to where we barely escaped the second time. The first time was easy, but the second time was narrow. One of the guards caught a glimpse of us and alerted everyone else. I sigh as I let the bastard hold me close, his hands wandering too far south as I slap his hand away, glaring. "I am not submitting to your needs. Ever. Nothing will change my mind." A threatening growl escapes him at the same time my back hits the hard ground, his naked form on top of my own without consent.

   "You are mine and I am going to take you anyway I want to. Are you going to undress for me or am I going to be forced to do it myself?" I give a glare as I push myself up from the ground, knocking him a few feet away from me. I get up in a defensive stance as he charges to me in an instant. Tucking and rolling to the side at the last minute I swiftly turn around and catch the hands reaching towards me. Twisting his arm at a forty-five degree angle I use my body weight as I swing him to the other side, a satisfying crunch sound echoing in the deadly silence. The light fog turned into heavy coverage as I open my ears up, attempting to locate him. No noise. Tensing even more, I am unprepared for the male to tackle me down to the ground, stomach churning and pressed to the hard ground. A hard part of his rubs against my backside as I sneer, trying to throw him off, but he laughs at my attempts. Cheater, he's using his werewolf strength to keep me pinned. I harbor dark brewing eyes that turn wide and scared as the leggings and undergarments I wore are torn off.

   "Don't even think about it asshole." I growl out a warning, tears brimming my eyes as he thrusts painfully into me, a whimper going past my lips at the pain. A hand holds onto my hip tightly, a bruise most likely to be there tomorrow, as he sneaks his free hand to my chest. A broken smile adorns my lips as I allow a cry of anguish to escape. The cry scaring away any living creatures as I picture my fox companion free. I will see you again friend. Just not in the same mental condition I mutedly think as more painful cries of stop are heard. He never stopped, just turned me around on the ground and did the same upfront, forcing me to eat and take him. Tears coated my face as I blacked out from the pain, bleeding from my sex heavily.

   "She is nothing to me but a sex toy. A good one at that. You can take her if you pay well." My figure is sitting Indian style, mediating in the dreary sex dungeon of the nice looking house. Red eyes no longer shining brightly, skin bruised and covered in semen, black curly hair matted to my head with blood. Muscles formed nicely as I trained in my free time before I was forced to commit sex acts with the bastard whose name I learned was Jacielle. I give a low growl at the sentence, screaming at him in my head every curse word and profanity I know. The dungeon was cold with grey stone walls, lights flickering as the shadows in the corner appear to snicker at me. Faced towards the door, I don't look at the violated and disgusting red velvet bed, toys for every kind of need in the room. Footsteps head towards my door, stopping and a knock follows after. Silence for three solid beats is heard as the person enters. Looking up with dead eyes, I just watch as he winces at my condition and the room. Raising my brow as my eyes glue to the anxious male's form, I speak up with a quiet yet firm voice.

   "What is it you want from me? You wouldn't buy any random person from that bastard." He chuckles at the nickname, wearing jeans and a red formal shirt with black high-tops  clean with not a speak of dust on them. His light blonde hair and blue eyes catching my attention as my eyes soften a bit. His employer must have made him come here to get me or he came on his free will.

   "My name is Lucio. I'm part of an organization that helps people who have been  kidnapped, raped, abused or gone for weeks to years. Your case started three years ago, the day you went missing. We are here to set you free from this hellhole." A bit of hope enters my heart as I allow Lucio to unlock my hands from the handcuffs attached to one of the many metal poles in the room. Wincing as I stand up, I let Lucio hold onto my waist, his gentle grip relaxing my stiff posture. The tattered, hole covered shirt and panties leave nothing for the imagination as I am lead outside. The rain hits me as I give a wide smile, a bright gleam in my eyes as I am out of the damned house. Jacielle is soon dragged out as he threatens the pack members around him, a dark glare directed at me as soon as I'm in sight. "Take him away and make sure he never gets out of whatever shit stained plate he's delivered on." In a quick swish he's gone in the police car as I am ushered into the car full of other werewolves. Lucio joins me in the back as he tells the driver to go, facing me.

   "We have someone who very much has been waiting to see you for three years. Come on out." The hope growing in my heart as a slender red haired figure appears from the floor. I reach out as a smile and tears prick my eyes at finally seeing him again.

   "Ember?"