I gently rinse all the nasty grease and dust out of my hair. I glance over at Georgia to see her just sitting under the running water. I feel bad for her. She has been here two days longer than I have and they certainly treat her worse than me.

So far I have gathered a few pieces of information. One, my mom is head, or at least was head, of this massive rebellion called The Opposition. Second, I'm being treated as a prisoner and I still don't know why. Finally, the third thing is that the man who I met earlier is a huge creep who honestly thinks I'm exactly like my mom.

Oh, I also realized I can't communicate telepathically through mind link with anyone. It's like the line is dead. I guess I get no connection under ground like this.

It doesn't help that Georgia is getting quieter and quieter as the days pass. She was so... Lively when I first came in and now she has nothing to say. Like she has no hope. I've been finding myself just talking to Georgia about my life back home. It gives me something to do, even if she doesn't reply. I need to keep my sanity somehow.

"Georgia." I whisper quietly.

She blinks and then looks up at me with empty eyes. It's like there is no soul in there.

"Are you okay?" I ask quietly and kneel down next to her.

She stares at me for a moment and then looks back at the wall. What's wrong with her? I mean I know they take her out of the room for questioning every once in a while but I cant see anymore bruises on her like I did when I first got here. It's as if they stopped abusing her physically, so why is she so quiet?

"Georgia, please talk to me. All we have is each other now. Please I need someone to talk to. Don't lose hope now, we will be okay." I say to her pleadingly.

I myself am starting to lose hope but I know that once my hope is gone, I will lose myself. I can't allow that, especially because I finally got Jayden as mine, even if we had an argument I have faith in us. I can't lose that. I need to stay strong for him.

Georgia still doesn't move, she stays locked in her curled up position. She won't let go of her knees. She looks like a snail, trying to hide from the world.

Finally I snap. I have been dealing with her hopelessness for too long. If she doesn't snap out of this closed up state soon then she will drag both of us down.

"We are going through the same thing right now." I say angrily. "So you better put your head up because all hope isn't lost. If you keep acting like this than they are going to win. Do you want that?"

Still no answer.

"Do you!?"

Finally she shoots her head up and glares at me.

"Leave me alone Sofia. You think we are going through the same thing but we aren't. They have 't even laid a finger on you, have they?"

I stare at her amazed. She finally talks and the first thing she does is yell at me?

"Have they!?" she shouts.

I look into her eyes and say, "Not really."

"Exactly, so don't even try to tell me we are going through the same thing, because we aren't. You're being treated as this precious little princess and I'm used as a toy."

I stare at her shocked. Then it hits me. Why she has been so closed up and secluded. Why the bruises are no longer appearing on her face and body. They are still abusing her, but not by hitting her, not anymore.

"Georgia... I didn't know. I am so sorry." I say and reach out to touch her.

She flinches from my touch and turns away.

"It doesn't matter now. It's how things are."

I frown. It does matter. How can I sit here and let this happen to her while I'm treated so differently. I couldn't imagine being in her position. It sickens me to my core.

"I'm going to fix this." I state and stand.

She looks up at me shocked. "You realize they won't listen to you. You will only dig yourself into a bigger hole."

"Maybe, but anything is worth a try." I say.

Once they take us back to the room and start to lock us up again, I demand to see their leader, the guy who had talked to me before. The guards seem skeptical at first, but I keep demanding.

Finally, one of them agrees to go put in my request to talk and leaves us with one guard in charge. He finishes closing the chains around my wrists and ankles and closes the door as he leaves.

I rest my head on the wall behind me and try to piece together what I am going to say to him. I guess I should have thought about this before I sent in my request.

About an hour later the door creaks open and one of the guards walks over to me. He bends down and starts to undo my chains.

"Alpha Manus wants to see you in his office." The guard says.

I nod my head and glance over at Georgia. She looks at me scared. I give her a half smile and show her that there's nothing to be afraid of. Even though on the inside I'm freaking out.

I still don't know what to say to this guy. I suppose I'm going to have to wing it.

Once my wrists and ankles are freed, The guy handcuffs my wrists and drags me out the door. We walk down the hall and I study every little corner and opening in our path.

We eventually reach a set of stairs and he drags me up two flights. I still can't tell what kind of building we are in, it just seems creepy and worn out. It doesn't appear to be too well kept.

We come to a door and the guard knocks on it quietly.

"What!" A man shouts angrily.

The guy with me flinches, "Sir. I brought Sophia." The guard answers in return.

"Bring her in."

On that note, the guard opens the door. The room itself is small, looking like an average sized office. There is a big wooden desk in the middle, two chairs for guests in front of the desk, and then the seat behind the desk where Manus sits.

A computer lies on the desk itself along with some papers that are in neat piles and a telephone. If only I could get my hands on that phone. Then I would be able to call mom and tell her that Manus has me. I don't know how much that would help her but anything is better then having no clues at all.

"You can leave Hank." Manus says to the guard.

"Yes sir."

Hank scurries out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Leaving me standing awkwardly near the door. Manus looks up at me and picks up a pen in his hand then he motions toward the seats in front of him.

"Please, take a seat." He says.

I give him a fake smile and sit in one of the seats. I didn't realize how comfortable seats were until now. This feels like heaven compared to the cold concrete floor I have been sitting on for the past few nights.

"So, I was told you wanted to speak with me."

I gulp and nod my head slowly. The few amounts of plans that I had in my head scurry out of my mind, leaving me with no ideas on what to say to him. Crap, he is really intimidating in person.

"Um, yes. I wanted to talk to you... I wanted to know more about my mom." I say.

My mom? Really? That's not what I want to talk to him about at all. I want to tell him to tell his men to stop abusing Georgia. I just don't know if demanding anything from him at this point would be pushing the limits.

"Oh?" He seems surprised at first then his eyes turn dark.

I'm not sure if it is lust in his eyes or anger. Either way, it's a scary sight. Why is this man so obsessed with my mom? Were they childhood friends?

"You're mom was always a mystery to me. She did whatever she wanted and listened to no one. I guess I adored that part of her, because she was so..." He wave the hand with the pen around trying to think of the word, "unpredictable."

"So you were lovers?" I ask plainly.

He laughs, "Oh Sophia, so blunt. But in a sense, yes. We were lovers, but not just lovers, soul mates."

"But my mom's mate was-"

"Sometimes the fates are wrong Sophia. Especially if they paired my sweet Rachel with a maggot."

"My father was not a maggot." I say angrily.

Manus huffs angrily and slams his palms on the table. His eyes switch from dark brown to black several times. He is trying to control his wolf. If he shifts, I'm screwed. I won't be able to escape him.

My heart beats unnaturally fast and I close my eyes. I bring my hands to my face and hope for the best. I can hear his ragged breathes and I try to contain my fear. If he shifts now, I'm practically dead.

A few moments later I hear shuffling behind the desk as he moves closer to me. My heart beats rapidly in my chest and the hairs on my neck stand with every inch he approaches. I hear him bend down next to me and he places a hand on my back and gently rubs it. Wait, he is rubbing my back? Why?

In a gentle voice he says, "Rachel, I'm so sorry. You know you don't have to be afraid of me. I would never hurt you sweet heart."

My heart begins to slow down as I realize I'm no longer in immediate danger. The only thing is. He thinks I'm my mom. Maybe if I can stop him from looking into my eyes, I can manipulate him into helping me.

"I'm just a little scared is all." I say in a shaky voice.

He continues to console me by rubbing my back.

"Sweetheart it's okay, you don't have to be afraid of me."

"I would feel less afraid if my friend wasn't being treated so poorly. It's really starting to hurt me Manus." I say.

I feel the pain of the past few days and the pain of Georgia rush through me just then. I feel real tears begin to form and I start to cry. How did I get stuck in this situation? Why me and why Georgia? She is such a sweet girl. I just don't understand.

"Rachel, it's okay. I will make all your pain go away. Who is causing you this pain? Who is hurting your friend?" He asks in a loving tone.

Well, here goes nothing.

"She's a new friend of mine, named Georgia. You're pack friends including Hank have been abusing her. I can't help but feel like they are coming for me next." I say through tears.

I feel his hand freeze on my back and a hint of fear flashes through me. He knows. He has to know I'm not Rachel now.

"Rachel, I would never let them hurt you." I sigh in relief. I guess I was wrong, he doesn't know.

"But you're letting them hurt her. That in itself is hurting me." I say and break out into another round of tears.

"No, Rachel don't cry please."

"Make them stop Manus. Please. It's killing me to watch her hurt."

"They are abusing her?"

I nod my head.

I hear him freeze for a moment. The only thing I can hear is his light breathes as he ponders.

"You wait here Rachel. I will go talk to them."

His hand leaves my back and I hear his steps cross the room. The door opens then shuts immediately after. I listen for a few moments and realize, I'm alone. I lift my head from my hands and look around the room. I am fully alone. I glance at the phone quickly. Now may be my only chance.

I hope out of my chair and run over to the phone. Since my hands are handcuffed, I remove the phone from the holder and I hear a dial tone ring.

I quickly type my mom's cell phone number into the phone. I lift the phone to my ear and pray she picks up.

Please. Please. Please answer mom.

I chant to myself.

After three rings I begin to lose hope.

"Hello?" I hear.

"Mom!" I practically shout through my tears.

"Oh my god. Sophia! Where are you? You've been gone for over a week." I hear her pull away from the phone and yell, "Will, she's on the phone!"

"Mom." I say quickly.

"Yes?"

"I can't talk long, he will be back soon. I was taken and I don't know where I am. The only things I know are that I won't be able to get to a phone again and that a man named Manus has me."

Silence from the other end. I start to worry that I lost connection.

"Manus McNally?" She asks, worry clearly laced in her tone.

"I don't know. Probably, he said you guys were lovers or something. Mom I don't know what to do."

"Whatever you do. Don't make him mad. I will try to find you as soon as possible but please, just do what he says. If you get him angry... Never mind. But please, Sofia be safe."

"Mom..." I say with tears forming in my eyes.

"Yes hunny?"

"I love you."

"I love you too. Play it safe."