I was awakened by ice-cold water poured over my body. The fresh wounds of the last days began to burn with a living fire, but not even my eyelid trembled. My clothes were still hanging on by the last threads, shreds of them are lying under my feet. The only thing that still holds together are my bra and panties. The days have melted together, so I don't know how long I've been here, because every day is the same pattern: in the morning after waking up, someone is already waiting in the room to make me realize what kind of animal I am and blah, blah, blah... I feel like I'm in kindergarten and someone repeats the same rule to me day after day to make me learn it by heart. Then I get a disgusting mush to eat served through a straw. They are probably afraid that I might bite someone's hand off, so the straw went into action. Five sips and breakfast is over. I hang around like that all day, and when it gets dark, a bald guy comes to make sure I don't get lonely, and I provide him with entertainment in his dreary existence.
- Sweetie, I gotta hand it to you, you're a tough cookie. - said my former teacher, because today he was the one who had to wake me up with a bucket of water. My lips remained clamped in a narrow line, and my eyes began to follow his every move. - You don't have to worry. For now, I will leave the pleasure of interacting with you to my companion. He is definitely better with a whip than me. Today I am here solely because my superior wants to see you. - The redhead... I don't really need him here... After a moment, a blue pulsating sphere flashed in the room. In a few seconds, it enlarged to the size of a huge circle, through which two figures passed. Edgar, whose hands emitted light the same color as the ball of energy, and a young brunet emerged behind him. Just as I suspected, he is a hybrid. His fellow man, on the other hand, didn't show any special features, so he's probably not a wizard, but another supernatural species.
- Hello, my dear. I present to you my son, Joen. You will bond with him and bear me grandchildren. - He said in an unobjectionable voice. I was stunned and my jaw landed on the floor with a loud clang. Had I heard correctly? I didn't know that a woman as a baby-making machine was still a current trend. I took a closer look at the boy he had chosen to be the "father of my children". He may be well built, but the insecurity lurking in his eyes told me everything I needed to know. He is afraid of his father and will do anything he commands just to please the old man. If I growled at him, he would probably run away squealing like a little girl.
- Thy misfortune. - I muttered under my breath so that only I would hear it.
- Well, now we will leave you two alone. You have to talk and get to like each other. I don't foresee any other option. - He addressed his words to both of us and after a while the room became empty. Even the pink-haired woman was taken away.
- I wonder if you really are a docile dog in relation to your father, or if you are able to show your claws? - I whispered with a dry throat. I looked at him with a look that was not friendly. I looked at him like a predator looks at its prey. When our gazes crossed, I noticed that he flinched. That was the point. I want him to be afraid of me. I have no intention of making anything easy for him.
- I can feel and see that you have a mate. I have no intention of fulfilling my father's crazy pipe dream. - He surprised me with his statement because he doesn't seem like a very confident person.
- You think I'm gonna believe you? How do I know this isn't another psychological game you've cooked up with your father? Fraternizing with the enemy or some shit like that. - I interrupted him.
- I don't care if you take my words as truth or not. Ever since he killed my beloved, I've hated him with all my heart. He only did it because his obsession with your family, with you, caused him to remove all threats to his plan. That danger was Monic. When she died, I took it as a point of honor that I would save you if we ever found you. After the news from Karmen about the black wolf, my revenge finally began to sprout, and now it may see the light of day. If you agree to work with me, I have one request of you... Kill me at the end. I want to join her. I don't have much time left anyway. Even though my father is trying very hard to keep me here. - He pulled back the top of his shirt so I could see his collarbone, which was covered in black threads. Poisoned mate bite. When we lose mate a red scar forms at the place of the bite. Some people will survive such a loss, while others have organisms too weak to survive. After another mating, not necessarily with the destined person, the mark disappears so that the new person can leave their mark. However, any interference of magic into the bite causes it to be poisoned. No matter if the other half is alive or dead. Such a strange defense mechanism against breaking the mark against the person's will. The organism would rather die than succumb to the spell. That's why everyone respects the markings and mate bond. In this case, it didn't work out. He was right when he said that he would not entertain this world for much longer. Somewhere in my heart I felt sorry for him. I felt sorry for him for such a serious loss.
- Are you a werewolf? - I asked, because I was curious about his blood purity.
- Yes, one hundred percent. My father is half werewolf, half sorcerer, and my mother from what I've heard was a pure blooded werewolf. His sorcerer blood didn't pass to me, but I do have one ability that I inherited from those genes. I can move objects to another location with my thoughts. It's just that as a full-blooded werewolf, it's a very weak link, so I never paid much attention to it, let alone use it. I've always had problems with it, so I never use it. - He scratched his head, slightly embarrassed by his not very strong skills. However, I think it might be useful. Even if he doesn't believe he knows how to use them.
- This skill will be useful. - He looked at me curiously.
- I'm all ears.
- How much time do we have? - I asked, turning my head and looking at the door that leads out of the room.
- Not much. Someone will probably show up soon.
- I still have to think about a few things. At the next meeting we will arrange everything. I have to plan everything in detail and I still have to think of a plan B.
- Okay. Is there anything I can do right now to help?
- Find out the exact layout of the building. Everything, hiding places, exits, doors. Additionally, try to get some weapons on the side. - He sent me a questioning look, but only nodded that he understood the message. After this short and quick exchange of words, two men re-entered the room.
- Oh... I see that our lovebirds have already started cooing to each other. Unfortunately we have to stop your courtship. The next time you'll be giving each other the winky-eye. - If I had anything in my stomach, I'd be returning it right now. That's a disgusting thing he said. I pulled myself together and looked at the boy, discreetly sending him a wink. He did the same and after a moment he and his father disappeared into the blue haze. The only one left in the room besides me was Togor.
- Soo, sweetie. The entertainment continues. - He said and disappeared behind my back. A few minutes later, heavy footsteps could be heard, which made me know that my new friend was already here, even though it was early for him. I guess my schedule has changed. I am so thrilled about this....

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A few days later, I felt some kind of change. Something is going to happen today. I can feel it in my bones, and my wolf is restless. She's been sitting quiet as a mouse under a broom since I've been here. I had just finished being a dagger-throwing shield when a strange sound rang through the room. Something like metal hitting concrete. Unfortunately I can't see what's going on behind me because my head doesn't turn three hundred and sixty degrees. I didn't hear any more movement, so I simply concluded that I was already having auditory hallucinations. Fatigue won over me, so I closed my eyelids and fell into a restless sleep.

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I don't know how much I slept, but I was awakened by the jaws of chains. I opened my eyes and saw across from me Edgar, Joen, and Togor, who was holding two people by their necks in the iron grip of his hands. Mom and Dad. Or rather I would have to say aunt and uncle. I blinked a few times to make my vision sharpen.
- Hello, my dear. I think you recognize these people standing in front of you. - the redhead began. I'm starting to get sick of him.
- As you don't want to cooperate with us... - I may have spit out the slurry I was getting as a meal at his face... He said he would break me one day and this attempt has just come. Unfortunately, after that incident I had no way to talk to his son in private. This is the first time I have seen him since our conversation in which we formed an alliance. - ... I have a show prepared that you won't forget for the rest of your life, dear. Maybe then I'll make you feel a little better and we'll get along peacefully. – There are swords and a jumpsuit in the corner behind you. If you turn around, it's in the right corner. I saw one just like it at Togor's, buried deep in the depths of his closet. I made something along the same lines. If you can do it, break free and run. The chains on your legs are open, but for now pretend you don't know that. They are holding because they are holding. Your friends are on their way. I heard Joen's voice in my mind. He had done much more than I expected of him. Thank you. I replied and refocused my attention on Edgar.
- Ready? - Oops, what was he talking about? I looked around at everyone slightly confused. The blood drained from Joen's face, at which I cursed in my spirit. What does he want to do? I didn't have to wait too long for an answer. Unfortunately, what had happened had brought me to a boundary from which there was no turning back...