It takes me seven days before I finally figure out how to escape from my room without getting caught. I maneuver through the halls, rushing in the direction to Harry's room. I've masked my scent with a shirt I ripped off a guard in resistance to taking another pill to make me sleep.
When I come upon his room, a key code lies on the door and I punch in the date my father left my family. It's also the date he found his mate.
It opens and I quickly walk in, shutting it behind me. Harry's body lies motionless against the wall but I run to him, grabbing his cheeks in my hands. My lips sponge kisses to his face and his eyes droop to look at me.
"Mae," he breathes, weakness in his voice.
"Yes," I nod, pressing my lips to his even though he barely moves.
I untie his hands and his body falls onto mine, his arms slowly wrapping around my body. He lies down and I shift, licking his wounds and healing him to the best of my ability. Once I shift back, I grab his hand and he looks up at me.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper, his head shaking.
"No. I'm sorry," he says. He shifts to make the pain ease better, my body shifting as well. He stands and walks slowly to the door, my body following behind him. We run towards the exit and something hits my leg, my body falling. Harry stops and lifts me onto his back, running as fast as he can out of the building.
I shift and hold onto his fur as he run, my leg losing all feeling as he does so. My eyes look around and I have no idea where I am.
Harry goes down shortly, his body whimpering and throwing me by accident. He rolls, shifting as he writhes in pain. Both of us has a wound on our legs and his wrists are cut from the restraints, my hand grabbing his as he pulls me to him.
"They won't hurt you," he breathes, my eyes shutting as I cry. He kisses me before we're ripped apart, my body too weak to fight back.
You stupid bitch! My father yells at me as I'm dropped in front of him.
You disgust me! He grits, kicking my side.
I open my eyes, turning in pain. He lifts me so I kneel, his hands forcing me to watch the doors.
You see that, he points at a whip, my heart dropping into my stomach.
It's covered in wolfsbane. Which one will be my lucky victim? He laughs, the doors opening. Harry is struggling in the arms of two of my father's men, his eyes meeting mine.
"Let her go!" he yells, my body struggling to go to him.
"Shut up!" my father yells, his hand pulling my hair so I look away from Harry. I wince, more pain shooting through me.
"Get your hands off her!" Harry yells, shoving his arms against the men.
"Oh, she's crying," my father nags, my eyes shutting tightly as my tears fall down my cheek.
"S-Stop," I plead, his laugh ringing through the room.
"Now, now. I think we need him to watch you get what you deserve," my father says.
"No! Don't touch her!" he yells, my lips quivering as they shove me to the floor.
"Stop! Hurt me, not her!" Harry screams, my eyes shutting tightly after seeing my father grab the whip.
"No!" Harry screams, my body lifted.
My father laughs, my body lifted up. "I have a better idea," he laughs, my head grabbed and forced to look at my father.
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Lone Wolf (h.s au)
Fanfiction“She was strange and beautiful and those were human qualities that I had never seen Weaved together before. She became terrifying to me, not because I feared who she was, but for the sake of love, I feared what she could do to me.” – Christopher Poi...
