I'm A Freak And My Mate Knows It Too

Chapter 7

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Chapter 7- I’m Going To Make You Scream Bitch!

*Trey’s POV*

            I woke up with my head hurting like hell, and I had no idea where I was. I sighed, ran a hand through my knotted hair, and looked around; that’s when I noticed that I did know where I was…. I was in the same cell I was in the last time I got kidnapped. I groaned, as I remembered last night, it was so wonderful. Nate was so romantic, he took me to dinner on the beach, gave me flowers, and then I got kidnapped… AGAIN! “Ah I see you’re awake. Good Marla will be glad to hear it.”

            I swiveled around and came face to face with Jax, the vampire that kidnapped me last time. “Where is the person that kidnapped me?” Jax smiled, “That was Marla, she said that ‘if we couldn’t get the job done she would do it herself.’” I felt myself tear up, “Where’s Nate?”

That made Jax growl, “He f*cking got away. He tried to save you, but it didn’t work, I shot him, and he knew he had to get away, so he did.” I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. He left me? “Where did you shoot him?”

He smirked, “Somewhere near his heart, probably damaged him pretty badly.” I choked back a sob. What if he died? NO he didn’t I could still feel him through the mate bond! We didn’t mate, but once the werewolf meets its mate it gains a special connection with them. I could still feel his presence through it.

I smirked back, “Oookay whatever you saaaay.” He growled in  frustration, “What do you mean by that?” I smirked, “Like I would tell you.” He growled again, and then lunged at me. I screamed out in horror, but all he did was push aside my shirt so he could see my neck.

“Wait there’s no bond! How do you know he’s still alive?”

“Like I said before, like I’d tell you.” I felt a huge sting in my right cheek, and noticed he had slapped me. ‘Okay b*itch listen up! I do not have time for your games, you will tell me now or suffer the consequences.” I smirked, “Bring it on!” I spat at him, he smiled, “I would love to.”

Then he walked out of the cell, but less than five minutes later he was back, with a whip in his hand. I gulped, and, obviously seeing that action, he smiled. “I am going to whip you until you scream b*tch.” Then I felt it land on my back, and, to my relief, I didn’t let out the scream that was threatening to come out. Then it hit me again, but this time harder. I wanted to scream so badly, but I knew I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing it.

Then I turned around, gave him my best smirk, and spoke in a voice that sounded nothing like I felt. “Is that all you got? Please I took more pain than this when I was rejected.” Jax smiled condescendingly at me, and then the wip slashed across my face. A little yelp escaped my mouth, but I bit it back, but I did see the pleasure in his red eyes at the sound.

God he was such a sycopath. I was so scared that he was going to slash the wip across my face again, but a howl in the distance saved me. “Ugh, I have to go. I am not done with you!” He spat out, and then he turned around and left. But before he got out of the building he spoke, “Boys give her a dose of Lycotine.” The guys that were outside of my cell came in, with a long needle in their hands, smirked at me, and said. “This might hurt a little.” And then the whole world went black.