When I woke up Sam was all ready up and he was just staring at me while playing with his hair. I smiled not knowing what to do. I was kinda nervous, I know he's my mate but it still makes me nervous to be around males, let alone have contact with them.

"Can I get off?" I asked in a small voice.

"Baby look at me." He asked I did as I was told and looked at him. "You don't need to ask permission to get off of me, I'm yours and yours only, I will never force you into anything. And by the way someone here to see you." He said helping me get down, but I wasn't paying attention I just wanted to know who was here. I looked at him through my hair when he handed me my clothes, he had a sad look on he face and he was giving me a look of pity. I looked down away from his hard eyes. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to change. When I took off my shirt and saw all my scars and bruises and I started to cry. Sam came rushing in, he saw me cry them he saw the scars on my stomach and he smashed the merrier and got me dress while I was crying. Once we were done he picked me up bridal style and carried my to therapy.

Once we got there my cries had just become hiccups. The therapist asked what was wrong and Sam explained what happened. He took notes and then Sam sat down with me on his lap.

"Dekota, would you be ok if you brought Kaylee out?" He asked, I shook my head yes and snuggled closer to Sam. The therapist got up and went to get her, it was a very long wait and I couldn't stop fidgeting, Sam was trying to calm me down b y rubbing circles on my back but it wasn't helping. Then he came back with someone around the same size as me behind him. "Kaylee, this is Dekota, she was the one upstairs in the house. Do you think you could come sit down?" He asked, I was hiding my face in Sam's shirt. When I peaked out from my hiding place, I saw her staring at me. She was very pretty, but she was thin and covered in bruises and scars like me. Once she saw me looking at her she looked away.

"Okay, girls I'm going to ask you some question and I would love it if you answered them but you don't have to if you don't want to. When were you taken Kaylee?" He asked facing her. She held up four fingers and then he did the whole guessing game until he stopped at four years. "Ok, Dekota, how many times have you been taken?" I held up three fingers then he asked me how long each.

"I'm not quite sure how long the first time was, I think about 16 years, I was taken from my family and put into the Omega Circus until I shifted then I went to Jason's pack, where I was treated ok besides getting rejected by my first mate. Then I was taken by his father for about 2 months then I found Sammy, then I got taken this last time for 3 days." I said really fast but with them all being werewolves they knew what I said. We requested and were doctor because then we could actually say stuff without having to lie. He nodded his head and smiled but I didn't care, I just wanted to go home and become the damn Queen. Is that too much to ask?

After about two hours of barley talking therapy was over.

"Hey, baby would you like to see that someone I told you was here?" Sam asked after walking out to the lobby for my medication. I nodded my head and he lead me outside and what I saw almost made me cry. Standing in the parking lot was Rain and Patch. Rain was saddled up and Patch had a rope around his neck to keep him from running of that was attached to Rain. I ran over to them and hugged them while crying. "I also brought one of my horses, so if you want we can ride home?" I nodded my head just wanting to get out of here.

Some of the men were going to follow behind just in case we meet trouble, they helped me up onto rain and Sam mounted his horse whose name was Blue Cow. Don't ask me, I think it's a weird name to. Then he took my hand and together we started are long journey home, and an even longer journey on the road to recovery. As we were riding off into the sunset all I could think about was how much my life is going to change because of this man right here next me.

When I woke up Sam was all ready up and he was just staring at me while playing with his hair. I smiled not knowing what to do. I was kinda nervous, I know he's my mate but it still makes me nervous to be around males, let alone have contact with them.

"Can I get off?" I asked in a small voice.

"Baby look at me." He asked I did as I was told and looked at him. "You don't need to ask permission to get off of me, I'm yours and yours only, I will never force you into anything. And by the way someone here to see you." He said helping me get down, but I wasn't paying attention I just wanted to know who was here. I looked at him through my hair when he handed me my clothes, he had a sad look on he face and he was giving me a look of pity. I looked down away from his hard eyes. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to change. When I took off my shirt and saw all my scars and bruises and I started to cry. Sam came rushing in, he saw me cry them he saw the scars on my stomach and he smashed the merrier and got me dress while I was crying. Once we were done he picked me up bridal style and carried my to therapy.

Once we got there my cries had just become hiccups. The therapist asked what was wrong and Sam explained what happened. He took notes and then Sam sat down with me on his lap.

"Dekota, would you be ok if you brought Kaylee out?" He asked, I shook my head yes and snuggled closer to Sam. The therapist got up and went to get her, it was a very long wait and I couldn't stop fidgeting, Sam was trying to calm me down b y rubbing circles on my back but it wasn't helping. Then he came back with someone around the same size as me behind him. "Kaylee, this is Dekota, she was the one upstairs in the house. Do you think you could come sit down?" He asked, I was hiding my face in Sam's shirt. When I peaked out from my hiding place, I saw her staring at me. She was very pretty, but she was thin and covered in bruises and scars like me. Once she saw me looking at her she looked away.

"Okay, girls I'm going to ask you some question and I would love it if you answered them but you don't have to if you don't want to. When were you taken Kaylee?" He asked facing her. She held up four fingers and then he did the whole guessing game until he stopped at four years. "Ok, Dekota, how many times have you been taken?" I held up three fingers then he asked me how long each.

"I'm not quite sure how long the first time was, I think about 16 years, I was taken from my family and put into the Omega Circus until I shifted then I went to Jason's pack, where I was treated ok besides getting rejected by my first mate. Then I was taken by his father for about 2 months then I found Sammy, then I got taken this last time for 3 days." I said really fast but with them all being werewolves they knew what I said. We requested and were doctor because then we could actually say stuff without having to lie. He nodded his head and smiled but I didn't care, I just wanted to go home and become the damn Queen. Is that too much to ask?

After about two hours of barley talking therapy was over.

"Hey, baby would you like to see that someone I told you was here?" Sam asked after walking out to the lobby for my medication. I nodded my head and he lead me outside and what I saw almost made me cry. Standing in the parking lot was Rain and Patch. Rain was saddled up and Patch had a rope around his neck to keep him from running of that was attached to Rain. I ran over to them and hugged them while crying. "I also brought one of my horses, so if you want we can ride home?" I nodded my head just wanting to get out of here.

Some of the men were going to follow behind just in case we meet trouble, they helped me up onto rain and Sam mounted his horse whose name was Blue Cow. Don't ask me, I think it's a weird name to. Then he took my hand and together we started are long journey home, and an even longer journey on the road to recovery. As we were riding off into the sunset all I could think about was how much my life is going to change because of this man right here next me.