Half Breed

Captured...Again

Captured...Again

"Where's Ryan?" I ask as Jawn and I make our way to the open clearing again. We'd been coming here all week, him trying to teach us how to defend ourselves, and I think it was working. It better be, I have too many bruises on my ass for it not to be.

"His mom said he had too much homework to catch up on and held him back." Jawn says as we walk into the clearing. A rush hits me, but I'm not sure if it's because I'm excited or nervous.

"Oh yeah! Am I going to start up school again here when it begins?" I bite my lip. I kinda hoped not, but then I kinda did. Jawn smiles at me.

"Only if you want to. It would be good if you did, though."

"Yeah, I know. I want to, but--" I cut myself off and look away. Jawn grabs my chin gently.

"But what?"

"But, I'm nervous. What if they don't like me?"

"Lyra, haven't we already been through this when you first met the pack? They all love you." He kisses my forehead and its hard for me not to lean into him. I was seriously scared to go back to school. The kids at my other school hated me; what if they hate me here too?

"Yeah, but that was only the immediate pack. What about everyone else? What if they treat me as 'that kid that doesn't have parents and has a bad attitude' again?" I honestly didn't mean for that to slip out. At all. Jawn's eyes turn soft.

"They won't, I promise you. My pack knows better. And besides, you don't even have a bad attitude." I raise my eyebrow and Jawn smirks. "You don't. I mean, you have a smart mouth of course. But you've never been rude to a single person since you got here." He thought about it for a moment. "...That didn't deserve it." I knew he was talking about Vince.

I smiled at him.

"I haven't?" I questioned, genuinely surprised. Thinking about it, Vince was the only person I had been rude to. I had been all smiles with everyone else. Well, except for Ryan. But me and him only messed around--we both knew I wasn't serious. Jawn smiles.

"No, you haven't. You've been a perfect lady."

"Huh. Well that sure as hell needs to change." I say obnoxiously, earning me and smirk.

"Oh yay. I would just love to have trailer trash as my mate." Jawn's voice goes monotone to match his sarcasm. I grin at him.

"Figured you would. Trailer trash is just so attractive. I love how they always smell like beer and have can look absolutely sexy even with a piece of grass in their mouth." Jawn moves the couple feet over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Is this your way of talking dirty to me?" He smirks. I gaze back at him, knowing exactly what that look in his eyes mean.

"Maybe. What are you gonna do if it is?" I banter. Suddenly my back hits a tree, and my eyes grow wide with excitement. The woods isn't my ideal first place to have sex with Jawn, but I'll sure as hell take what I can get at this point. Self defense lessons entirely forgotten, Jawn's lips crash onto mine. Fireworks go off all over my body and I press closer to him. His tongue drags across my bottom lip before connecting with mine. We battle for dominance until he forces himself into my mouth, reaching anywhere he can with his tongue.

My hands rub around his hips before I push them up under his shirt. I trace my fingers across his abs, making him shiver. He pulls back from my lips just long enough to rip both of our shirts off, then comes right back to them like a magnet. Slowly he drags his lips down my jaw till he reaches my neck. He leaves butterfly kisses everywhere before nipping at my neck, making me shiver. I'm going to have hickeys everywhere tomorrow, but I couldn't honestly care less.

Moving even lower, Jawn's darker than black eyes meet mine as he kisses my almost-exposed chest. I moan and grip his face, bringing him back up to kiss me again. He binds over and take my knees, lifting my up easily. My legs automatically wrap around his waist. I was on fire, and nothing was going to be able to make it go away except for Jawn.

That's what I thought, anyway. Too bad the universe decided to prove me wrong. Maybe if we weren't so caught up in banging each other we would have noticed earlier. But of course, hormones are too strong to stop anyway.

I could feel Jawn in all the right places and I was praying this would be the time we actually did this. I needed it. My legs still wrapped around his waist, his mouth moved back down to my neck. A gasp leaves my throat when I feel him bite down gently. My eyes open partially, and I'm shocked to see someone making their way over towards us. I blink, still stuck in my sexual haze. Finally some sense snaps into me.

"Jawn, there's--" Before I can finish my sentence the guy is on us. He grabs Jawn by the back of his neck, and even though there's nothing in the guy's hand, Jawn's automatically effected. His eyes widen and connect with mine, my heart basically being ripped out of my chest as he passes out right in front of me. I can't even move to catch him before he hits the ground. The guy steps to cut me of, a hand to my throat. And he doesn't hold back at all. My windpipe is almost crushed in a matter of seconds, and I see his sick red eyes grinning at me as the world fades.

"Soon you'll be united with your family. Don't you worry about a thing." I feel tears slip down my face as I black out, and I'm not sure if it's because I can't grasp any air, or if its the mention of my family. He was killing me, I knew it when he said I was going with family--my mother's dead, he's sending me to be with her. I almost wanted to thank him. I missed my mom so much.

***

You can guess my surprise when I open my eyes and don't see my smiling mother. Instead I'm greeted by several pairs of blood-red eyes.

Oh, and I'm tied down to a chair.

"What the fuck?" I squeal, tears automatically brimming my eyes. I was so sure I was going to see with mom, so sure they were killing me so I could be with. Pulling at my restraints, I try to break free. My wrists are tied together behind my back, my ankles tied to the legs of the chairs. My shoulders are also wrapped with rope to keep them down to the chair.

They grin at me.

"Don't worry sweetheart, you're with family." One of them speaks. Rage shoots through me.

"Screw you, you bastard!" I shout, earning more grins. I rip at my binds, but I don't get anywhere.

"You're definitely your father's daughter, you've got them same temper." I stop, my body going tense. I glare at the one who said it, trying hard not to break eye contact with his frightening eyes.

"I don't have a father." He chuckles.

"Of course you do, everyone has a father." I shake my head.

"I don't. That asshole left me a long time ago--I want nothing to do with him."

"Isn't that a shame. And here I was happy to see my daughter." Another man steps through the doorway behind them. They all back up out of his way to let him through. My eyes connect with his and I feel myself throw up all over the ground next to me.

This can not be happening.

*****

Ohhh, a cliff hanger! I seriously hate these things lol.

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