🐯Sophie's P.O.V.🐯

It's pitch black all around me, and not even my tigress can see. I try to sit up, but a sharp pain stabs the back of my head. My hand immediately goes to the place it hurts, and I groan.

A sliver of light comes into the room as a door opens, and there is that man. "Hullo." He has a huge smile on his face, he's probably a psycho. "Did you sleep well?" He grabs a chair from a wall and sets it about two feet away from me before sitting in it.

I look him over with a perplexed look. "I didn't sleep. Your lackey punched me in the face and knocked me out." He nods his head at me.

"I am truly sorry about that, but you were being a problem, and his orders were to get you here. You're here, so he is not in trouble." His face barely looks sad. If he's acting, it isn't good.

"Who are you? And why do you want me?" The man doesn't move, and his gaze seems to look through me. It's unnerving, and I begin to shift in my seat.

"My name isn't important." He waves a hand nonchalantly, but his gaze remains intense. "As for wanting you, I thought I made that obvious, tigress." I don't know what he's talking about, and his nostrils flare in irritation. "You're the tigress." I stare at him with a blank look and he growls. "You have the powers of the tigress. If a wolf mates with you, he will receive just as much power as you."

Fear runs through me and it's a foreign feeling. I could be raped here and Connor would be stripped of his mate, and I would be stripped of mine.

Connor!

"What did you do to my mate?" I feel my tigress's anger and let it show in my physical form. My teeth bare at him and I feel my nails turn to claws. "If you have hurt him, I swear I will tear you to shreds right here, right now."

The man, whom I'll call Hullo, looks down at his nails, not phased by my anger. "Your mate is perfectly fine. He'll wake up shortly if my math is right."

"Do you have him here?" A surge of hope rises in me, but only for a second.

"He isn't here." Hullo looks to me, that unnerving look still plastered on his face. "We left your mate to tell your father that you were taken. Your father will be furious and hunt you down, bringing him straight to us. By then, one of my men will have mated with you, and will tell him to bend a knee and to call me king." I look at him, disgusted by who he is. "Your mate and father will have no chance."

He stands from his chair as if to leave. "You won't win. You can't make me mate with whomever. I won't mark them, and you can't force me to."

"I won't be forcing you to." Hullo turns and walks out, leaving me in the darkness, alone.

🐺 Connor 🐺

"Damn." I sit up, rubbing a sore spot on the back of my head.

My memory snaps into place and I jump to my feet. "Sophie!" She isn't in her room, and I run down the stairs, trying to find her scent anywhere. "Baby! Where are you?"

I run into several of her pack members and yell back apologies. It isn't until I've checked every floor that I realize she isn't here in the building. I try to reach through the bond. Sophie, please say something. Anything. Nothing. Sophie, baby, I need to know you're okay. Again, nothing. I break into a sprint towards her father's scent. It leads me to a dining room where my parents are, along with hers. "She's gone."

Sophie's dad stands abruptly and looks at me. "What do you mean?"

"I went to walk her down for dinner and found maybe six guys in there. They took her and knocked me out." His eyes glaze over as he mind links someone. When he finishes, his eyes focus on me.

"Connor, how did these men get in? Did you see?"

I shake my head at him and he growls loudly.

Sophie's dad turns towards the exit and runs outside with me at his heels. As soon as he crosses the threshold, he shifts into his wolf and takes off into the woods. I mimic him and follow closely until he stops at a small stream.

She was here. His wolf walks over to a tree and takes a long sniff. She was against this tree for a while.

I remember her falling limp and tell him. They had this bag of something. It made her fall into a guy who then ran out with her.

Whoever took her, their scent covering is sloppy. Any more of a scent and I could know the name of the wolf that took her. He looks up into the trees and around the forest floor. Following after her now may be a trap. I need men to get her safely, but I also need to find out where her scent goes before the trail disappears.

Two wolves come running up behind us, and they stop to bow their heads before running off towards her scent. I watch them as Sophie's dad walks around the small area.

She tried to fight back. I look over to him and his nose is to the ground. Her scent is stronger here, but only in a line towards home.

She's a fighter. Hopefully she can fight back. He nods at me and we decide to head back. There's nothing we can do at the moment but collect men.

🐯 Sophie 🐯

A scream leaves my lungs as the red metal burns into my skin yet again. "Stop!" I writhe under the brander. "Please! Stop!" Hot tears run down my cheeks mixing with the sweat already there.

"Say you will mate with me and I will." I pant in exhaustion as he removes it, but only to reheat it. A second later it's placed in the same place, burning the already burnt skin on my back.

"Never!" He presses it a little harder into my back, and I'm not sure how much more I can take of this. My throat is in pain, and talking is a struggle. Keeping my eyes open is a battle I'm not winning. If I pass out, maybe all of this will stop and I'll wake up in my bed with Connor snuggling up beside me.

The thought of Connor keeps me awake. These bastards have done something to keep me from mind linking him, or anyone for that matter. I can feel his fear through the bond, and I hope he can't feel even an ounce of my pain.

A scream rips from my throat yet again and I freely cry. If I die here goddess, please don't let Connor go insane. Let him find someone to love him like I do. I say before passing out due to overexertion and incredible amounts of pain.

A/N

Sorry it isn't as long as normal. It's kind of a filler chapter, but it has to be there.

I just want to thank @volleyislife for messaging me and pushing me to write :) I am sorry that my posts are so irregular and I am going to try and fix that. 

I posted a message earlier giving my schedule, and I will let you know when that schedule goes into effect, have a wonderful Sunday. Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again.