The Curse of the Silenced Wolf

Chapter 8: Alcide Morrone, Alpha King.

I began to regain consciousness but I continued to stay very still and not open my eyes. I could feel that I was on something soft. I could hear distant noises of chatter and commotions. I could smell...I could smell something amazing. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I cracked open my eyes and squinted at the light. I was starring at a solid white ceiling. I lifted my head to look around.

I was in an enormous bedroom. I am utterly speechless and unsure what to think. My first thought is where am I, followed by how did it get here... I remember the last thing I saw, a fist plummeting towards me. I went to sit up but my hand wouldn't move. Around my left wrist was a fuzzy handcuff and the other end was attached to the bed. A wave of nausea came over me, I felt sick to my stomach.

Was this my punishment? Sentenced to a life of even more restrictive imprisonment receiving daily beatings and giving myself up to another man for the rest of my life. I wonder what happened to Amelia. Is she in the same predicament, just some other man's toy...

I yanked on the cuff to see if there was any give in the bed. There's not. I am absolutely disbelief and have no clue what to do. I am scared, anxious, sick...yeah I feel sick. I tried breathing through my mouth. My mouth began to salivate more. I tried to keep breathing and swallowing the saliva, but I could feel it coming.

I leaned over the edge of the bed and threw up. I coughed the rest of it out and spit trying to get it all out of my mouth . I sat back forward and leaned against the headboard. I could feel my stomach tighten...I was starving. Even though I just threw up, I could not ignore the emptiness of my stomach. It didn't help most of what I puked up was just clear-ish liquid.

I gotta get out of here. I wonder if I can pull my hand out of this...

I made my hand as small as I could and I started trying to push my hand out of the handcuff. It hurt like hell. I started to spit on it to see if that would help. It was budging but not alot... I would have to shove it past my thumb and pinky. I took a couple of deep breathes. Ok. Ok. You can do this, its going to hurt but you'll be ok. ok. one. two . three. I pushed the handcuff as hard as I could as it scraped against my skin. Almooost got it.... GOT IT. My hand fucking hurt! My thumb looked permanently stuck in this bent state. I starred at me red deformed throbbing hand. All of a sudden my hand began to crack and reposition. My thumb was now back to normal... I extended my fingers and then closed them. It felt normal but hurt a little. I wonder if this is a wolf thing like I can bend something and it goes right back to the way it was...

I stood up off the bed and walked to the window. I was on the second floor.

nnnope not going that way.

I heard a click. I swung around to see the bedroom door swing open. I ran over to the nightstand and grabbed the lamp. A medium sized man stepped into the room and he stopped as soon as he saw me.

"Oh, my bad I didn't know another girl was in here" he said.

I starred blankly at him.

"Hey...are you okay?" he asked and took a step forward. I threatened to throw the lamp at him

"Woah! Hey all I asked were you okay" he said.

He proceeded to continuing starring at me. It made me super uncomfortable and I assumed he was just trying to plan how to get me. He didn't move any closer or further away. I threw the lamp at him and picked up the floor lamp holding it away from me.

"Are you crazy" he said in a high voice.

I heard footsteps running this way. A tall man barged through the doors. He stopped between me and the other man. As soon as he entered, I caught a whiff of a strong scent and it was mouthwatering.