Redemption

Betrayal

Wolfe lead her quickly through the camp. Past staring men who seemed to drool as she passed. She saw how it affected Wolfe and jumped on the opportunity. She smiled brightly at some as she passed. Some would mutter a good morning, even dareing to smile back. She saw Wolfe's rage returned and laughed softly with glee. He walked faster making her take longer strides. The skirt was starting to slide, showing more of her lucious hips. More eyes fell on her and she lavished in the attention. Until Wolfe turned into a building.

It was dark inside, soon lite up with torches as Wolfe walked by them. She recognized this place as a church. She was surprised that she could walk through the doors. She was lead to believe she'd burst into flames at the mere though of entering.

"Stay here," He growled lifting an arm to stop her from moving any further. She crossed her arms, cocking a hip out in aggravation. So fucking rude.

"Why?" She asked not expecting an answer.

"Because I said"

She scoffed taking a seat in a pew. He turned sharply on a heel, Examining her. She just shrugged and he turned again strolling into an open door.

'Hopefully he doesn't come back'

Unfortunatly for her he did. He held a bundle of clothes for her and a can. He started laying them out then stepped back. He forced a smile, trying his best to hide the aggitation.

She stood picking up the pieces of clothing. All for men. And sweatpants?! This wouldn't do at all. She wasn't some fat lazy ass like Adam. She enjoyed fighting. She also enjoyed playing but that came at its own rate.

When she escaped she'd scavange some real clothes. She turned, waiting for Wolfe to make his leave. By the look on his face he didn't plan on it.

"Some privacy please?"

"Oh of course. All the men are at their posts. We,re completely alone."

"Oh thank you thats so comforting. Now i only have to worry about one asshole raping my defenseless body."

He laughed coldly. " Nothing to worry about then. I am no asshole, and if I did decide to take you," He suddenly stopped moving quickly up to her. He grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, like Lucas did. She held her breathe, preparing for anything. Possibly his death if he dared kissing her. He whipered in her ear then, His voice grew husky and deep. She felt it deep in her bones.

"If I decided to take you now. Deep and hard. With no mercy. I can promise you Ms Mackenzie, after I was finished with you. You would not call it rape."

He backed away smiling. She breathed in quickly her heart beating out of her chest. Electricity buzzed around. She was at a lost for a come back. She couldn't get the clear image of him out of her mind. She pushed against her every instinct turning around quickly. If he wanted to play that game she could to. It would cost her.

She dropped the skirt without thinking twice. Her bare ass faceing him. She hear his audible gasp. She hit him where it hurt. Then with hesitation, she dropped the jacket and untied the fabric. She stood naked infront of him. She heard heavy breathing. The sound of a man who hadn't had a woman in a long time. The sound of need and longing. Even though she'd never had a man, she knew how to drive them mad. She bent forward to pick up the pants. Standing in that postion as she tugged on the pants legs one at a time.

She took her time stretching her arms up so her form was shown to him. When she though he'd had enough she slipped the shirt on. It was oversized and she felt a draft on her back. She reached around to find tiny slits cut into the shoulder part. She shook her head swiping up the jacket so her marks wouldn't be exposed.

When she turned she found Wolfe sitting in a chair. He was gribbing the arm rests, creating the perfect ridges in the sides. If he were to squeeze harder the wood would splinter. She smiled at him innocently.

"It's very kind of you for taking care of me. Thank you." She said sourly.

He smiled at her again catching her attitude.

"You don't sound very appreciative. You know someone should really show you some respest."

She caught his hint of playful aggression. It was kinda thrilling. He stood holding out his hand to her so they could leave. She pushed it aside.

"No I think I can show myself out. I don't need anyone to hold my hand." She showed herself out the building. Wolfe hovering over her. When they reemerged no one stood in the street. If she were alone she'd make a run for it, but Wolfe had her by the arm again.

"Where are we going?"

He pulled her along the road again, slower this time he didn't say a word. His face looked sad. Almost regretful. She didn't bother to tug against him. She hoped he was latting her go, but instead he lead her to another building. It looked like a motel. He lead her upstairs. To the top floor. In some of the rooms she heard movement. He stopped suddenly at a door all the way at the end of the hall.

"This is your room-"

"My what?"

"Don't bother trying to escape."

She looked at him dumbfounded. The bastards. They couldn't do this to her. She refused. She threw herself away from him bolting down the hall with all her speed. She heard him groan. She followed the hallways. Until something caught her from behind. She thrashed against the strong arms holding her captive. She heard him whisper soothing words in her ear but she couldn't make them out. She screamed. Something was slipped around her neck and her strength drained. It was impossible for him to know. No one knew of her kind. The markings looked like scarrs in the dark. The heavenly metal melted into her skin. Seized her of her powers. The struggle would cause her to pass out, but she needed her escape. She screamed and bit at him. Cursing him in every language she knew, She'd get her revenge.

"This would be a lot easier if you'd stop struggling," He hissed in her ear.

"Burn in hell!"

She lashed wildly at him, but his strength overpowered hers. She was soon fighting for breath falling against him limply.

"Fuck.. you," She gasped. Mackenzie started to black out. She was angry, weak, and swore she'd make them all pay. She drifted in and out. Long enough to feel him pick her up. He cradled her to his chest and walked into the dark room. Her prison cell. She was set down on a bed. Her body was paralyzed. He shook his head whispering in his weird heavenly language.

The last thing she saw was him closing the door, leaving her to black out in the darkness.