The hate I feel towards those people is enormous. They are getting on my fu#*ing nerves.

I was so dizzy when I woke up that I almost lost consciousness again. I opened my eyes and when I was able to see clearly I realized I was in someone's bedroom. It was normal size with a king-size bed on which I was laying. It wasn't that bad but I most certainly didn't want to be here. My hands were tied up with a rope but I was too weak to do something to release myself. Hell, I could hardly move my hands.

Suddenly the door opened and it was a guy probably somewhere around my age. He wasn't bad looking but he wasn't good either. When he saw me he smiled at me.

"Good morning my beautiful mate. How was your sleep?"

What in the hell is this place? First, it was Thomas, and seriously I thought he was insane. Now that. I don't wanna know what's next. I mean this is kinda pathetic. Calling me his mate when it's obvious that we're not meant for each other. I laughed at his face a little too much for what he said.

"And I thought the first one was crazy. Look dude I don't know what kind of game you're trying to play here but I'm not in the mood for this sh*t and I am a hundred percent sure you're not my mate because I already got one so quit that bulsh*t and tell me what could you possibly want from us because I'm getting sick of this."

He frowned and came to sit close to me but with all the power I had in me I moved as far away as possible.

"But Kate it's me. I don't understand what you're talking about." Ha said really confused about why I am saying that and not throwing myself at him.

"It's Katerina for you and please for your own good don't make yourself look so stupid. Now tell me what did you do to Emmet." I said angrily as hell.

He suddenly smiled evilly.

"He's perfectly fine. Although I wanted to torture him." My wolf growled at him for what he said. "But my father said that he'll be in bigger pain if he stays in his pack. So we took only you." He smiled at me like it was a good thing. Like I was finally free. What an idiot!

Me and my wolf felt better knowing that our mate is safe and sound at his house. But he's probably going crazy because of the fact that I'm gone. If only there was a way that I could tell him I'm fine and not to worry about me.

"So what do you want from us?" I asked a bit irritated at this idiot.

"I want only you of course. I don't need that guy you call your mate for some reason."

"Are you deaf or you're just stupid? I told you I'm not your fu#*g mate."

He got up and turned his back to me. He started walking around the room thinking about something.

"I don't understand dad told me that she's going to be my mate. So why does she talks like that to me?!" He whispered to himself.

"Yep it's definitely the second one," I said to myself quietly. "Don't you realize I am a werewolf and I can hear you just as well?"

"Why is she so mean to me?" He kept talking to himself. "I didn't do anything bad to her. I am gonna tell dad. He promised me a good mate." And then he left the room without saying anything.

"Wow." Was all I could say.

I doubt that this guy is behind all of this mess. He mentioned his dad a few times. He must be the one. And he must be in the house too. I gotta find him.

I looked around for something sharp so that I could cut this rope. And then I spotted a tray with food and of course a knife and a fork. How can they be so stupid to leave a knife here? I quickly took it I started cutting the rope. It was really hard to do so because my body was too weak. Somehow I managed to cut it. I kept the knife in my hand. I might have reflexes and power like a very weak human being but I still can kill somebody with that simple knife. I headed to the door quietly. On the other side of the door was a hallway that had no lights on. I could barely see anything with my human sight. I had to choose which way to go and I had a feeling the left was it. I was walking like a drunk woman. I couldn't stay on my feet. It was that bad. I went through the dark hallway and got face to muscles with two I'm guessing guards. They were big. Very big. Way too much power for my full of the silver body to fight.

Still, I immediately attacked the closest one to me stabbing him with the knife. He growled in pain and fell on the floor with the knife still inside of him. Then I quickly moved on to the other one who was just about to attack me and I somehow managed to escape his fist but I lost all my coordination and fell on the floor like a very weak person. He didn't waste any time and grabbed me from behind and just then three more guys came from who knows where and one of them injected me with something and a few seconds later I was out.

The next time I woke up I was on the same bed as before but this time I was handcuffed and on my legs too. This time is going to be hard to escape from this. I was so angry. Why was all of this happening? Why are they doing this? What for? They got me, now what? Why don't they just come and say what is it that they want from me or Emmet? Why torture me like that? What could I have possibly done to them? I mean do I really deserve this kind of torture? At least come tell me what your problem is bastard!

********One week later********

The next few days were pure torture. I didn't eat for two days because they didn't give me anything besides water. And the only time they would give me food they would give me like a few pieces of bread which were terrible but I had no other choice, I had to eat something. I probably lost a lot of weight. I was constantly feeling dizzy, thirsty, and hungry. I even threw up a few times. I felt so sick because of the silver and the fact that I haven't eaten proper food in a very long time. My body had almost nothing to fight the silver in my system.

God knows how many days have passed since I last saw Emmet. I missed him all the time. I was so worried about him. I wanted to know how was he if he was doing okay. I wish he knew where I was so he could come with his pack and so we could kill every single one of those monsters.

********Three weeks later*********

Nothing has changed really. I was probably weighing half the weight I was when they found me with Emmet and Peter. They would even come and hit me once or twice or thrice like I was some punching bag. One would come to throw the piece of bread at me then punch me and call me different names. At least that's all they do. I mean it could be way worse from which there's no coming back. I hadn't had a shower since the shower at Emmet's house a little before they took me away. I was stinking and I was dirty as hell. I couldn't stand myself.

No one came to tell me anything at all. I couldn't hear or sense anything. I was just a pathetic helpless weak human that her own mate didn't know where she was and couldn't save her. There was no one coming for me and I couldn't do anything to help myself out of this situation.

I was hopeless and desperate.

********Two months later*******

I was always trying to sleep hoping that I would fall asleep and never wake up to that misery.
One day two men came with a wheelchair. They uncuffed me but I could no longer move my hands let alone fight them or anything else. My body was really weak. They put me in the chair and we headed somewhere unknown place for me. I was having trouble keeping my head up. If someone sees me they would wonder how am I still alive. I could ask myself the same question. I don't know how I am still breathing.

Suddenly we entered a big dining room and I was positioned on one side of the table on which there was so much food I almost didn't believe what I was seeing. On the other end of the table was sitting a man in his I'm guessing late forties and I've never seen him before. He was eating calmly and not minding to look at me at all.  I didn't wait for someone to tell me to eat I just started devouring everything before someone takes the food away from me. I didn't bother even looking at what I was eating as long as it was food. There was even a glass of red wine which I drank really quickly. It felt so good to eat and drink again.

Then the man in front of me spoke.

"Don't worry Katerina. Your days of misery are going to be over. You just have to do some things for me."

I didn't speak at all. I was just eating and listening to what this man had to say to me.

"You have a job to do for which you will be granted food and drinks every day. In two weeks you will have to visit a masquerade ball."

I almost checked on that sentence.

"I was as close to death as I've ever been before and you want me to go to a masquerade ball?! For what possible reason?"

"I would ask you kindly to never interrupt me when I talk."

He said so calmly continuing to eat his food.

"Well you could beat me to death, torture me all you want but I am going to tell you this. I would never, I mean never will I keep my mouth shut just because you say so. I will always fight you no matter how weak I am. As long as I am alive know that I will always interrupt you insult you and most importantly try to kill you. So no I won't be a good girl and do whatever you tell me to do. And go to a masquerade ball! Like hell, I am going there!" Whatever this man was thinking he didn't show it at all.

"Alright then. Would you like the idea more if I told you your precious mate is going to be there then?" He asked knowing all too well that even mentioning his name would make do everything he wants and I'm sure my face showed it too.

"Emmet!" I whispered his name wishing he could hear me.

"Yes, I would make sure he's there but you're not allowed to talk to him or get anywhere close to him. You'll have another job to do. And I will also make sure you don't escape so don't try to think of ways to run away." I frowned at him not asking the obvious questions.

"And to answer all your questions. You will attend the ball and when the time comes I will tell you what to do. You won't be able to escape because you will wear a watch that will electrocute you the second I push the button. No second chances and no way to remove it. So don't even try to think of anything to do that it's not what you're told to."

I finished my food. Noting left on the plates and glasses.

"Why are you doing all of this? What did I ever do to you to deserve this?" I asked already feeling a lot better and finally feeling my wolf a little.

"I have my reasons. But I'm not the one standing behind all of this. Don't worry you haven't met him yet. And you better hope you never will cause if do it will be the day you'll most certainly die. So don't ask questions because you won't get any." He said standing up and pouring more wine in my empty glass.

"Why is Emmett going to be there? Is it just because of me or there's something else? Or is it just to torture us even more?"

"Yeah, we don't need anything from him for now. He's going to be there just to feel the pain of not being able to go to you and save you." He smirked at me sitting on his chair.

"So, in two weeks you'll be given the clothes and everything else that you'll be needing for the ball. Nobody, except your mate, will know your identity there. You'll have to be secretive and mysterious. You're not allowed to talk to anyone if I don't say so. You will walk around looking beautiful and when the time comes I will tell you who you're going to kill." I smirked at him this time.

"Is that it? I just have to kill someone? Ha, and you couldn't find anyone else to do the dirty work, huh?" I laughed at his face. They couldn't have asked me for something easier to do.

"As a matter of fact yes we couldn't. You're the best when it comes to killing. But don't flatter yourself you're just a tool. Nothing important for us." Damn, he knows how to make you feel two completely different things at the same time.

"Ok so I do this ball and then you let me go." I didn't ask him but it sounded like a question.

"Who said anything about letting you go? Oh no dear we are not letting you go. Not for a very long time at least." He said it like it was no big deal.

But for me, it sounded more like a life sentence.