I was running on the same trail that leads to the cove, when suddenly I felt a sharp prick in the back of my neck,

"We got her boss!"

"Good let's get out of here." Was the last thing I herd before I was plunged into darkness.

"Get up slut!" I heard someone yell and then I felt a kick to my gut telling me I need to get up, so I slowly opened my eyes to see a dark haired man who looked to me about 6"4 and he had very broad shoulders. "Get up!" He repeated, I got up slowly and as soon as I got up he grabbed my hair and I almost cried out in pain but I kept it in. He started dragging me by my hair to this room. It had no windows and only one door, with a chair right in the middle, the walls were a like a very faded light green and gray mixed together. He pulled me over to the chair and pushed me into it and strapped me down.

then he yelled, "Boss, she'd ready!" Then you wouldn't believe who walk through the door, Jason's dad!

"Hello, Dekota. You're probably wondering why you here. Well you know Jason and I want to get info on him, so to connect the dots, you give me information and you will have a nice easy death, but the longer you keep quite the more painful your death is." I gasped when he said that, I'm going to die, its just a matter of when and how.... I won't give anything up, never he's my mate.

"Get up!" I stood up, its been 3 months and he still hasn't come, I still haven't made a peep about him and his pack but the punishments are getting worse and worse. "You ready?" he asked and before I got time to give any kind of answer I was knocked out cold.

I wake up to screaming and growls like there a fight going on then I smell him. Then Him, and Mike walk in. I started to cry and run towards them asking for there help and warning them to leave because they might get hurt, but they didn't listen instead my bestfriend and my mate started hitting and kicking me. I cried and begged and did everything in my power to stop them but they wouldn't stop, I was feeling so much pain.

"Come on! Just tell me what his weaknesses are." I stayed silent, I've stayed silent or 3 years and I'm not going to give up now, "Fine be that way." He took a knife and dipped it in a bucket of wolfsbane and started engraving those there words on my body, slut on my palm, whore on my back and useless on my stomach. Every single day he carved those words into my skin, he used wolfsbane so it would scar and I knew every time that I look at it i'll remember the pain I went through to protect someone who doesn't want me. Every day I have the "dream", where they come and save me but the start to help him instead. I've been tied to this chair for weeks now and I only have been able to drink water with wolfsbane mixed into to it so it burned my throat. Sometimes they'll give me a piece of bread but that depends on their mood.

"I'll be back tomorrow slut, oh and I hear your mate is coming, better watch out." He said before he left the room and as soon as he did I fell asleep knowing that was my only way out of this painful world.