The Eyes Of The Beast

Beast

Once we reached his house he proceeded to lock all doors and close all blinds, which just left me gaping at him. What was he trying to do?

Before I could voice my question he roughly pinned me against the wall and his hip pressed hard against mine which almost made me puke. He whispered in my ear in his sickly sweet voice "Where is the money?"

"Wh-hat mon-ey" I stuttered.

"You think you can lie to me stupid girl, huh ?" He said with an evil smirk plastered on his face and before I knew it his lips trailed kisses across my collar bone which made bile rise up in my throat.

He continued to undress me and I thrashed against him but that didnt seem to faze him. I tried to turn into my wolf but I couldn't when he had me in a death grip.

My wolf was howling in agony, she felt disgusted being touched by anyone other than her mate.

I was crying and begging but he continued with his deed. I had lost one thing that I had treasured for my mate, my virginty.

Once he was done he quickly zipped back his pants and proceeded to leave.

He paused at the doorway "If anyone knows about this, I'll have you and your friends head beheaded.
And oh, you better tell me where your father kept all his money or else we will have to have a repeat performance" he said with a chuckle.

I must have been lying on the floor for ages now. My wolf was trying to shush me and make me calm but I couldn't.
I had no idea where my father kept all the money, I had no answers for him right now and that just made me feel more dejected.

It had been only four days but it felt like ages since I was chained here with silver shackles. I wanted my parents back, it's so funny how we always take small things for granted like the way my mom used to make me coffee when I was upset or how my dad used to hug me tight when I was feeling low.
I really missed them.

Whenever my friends used to drop by to visit me he used to shoo them away by saying I was not in a mood to talk. The only reason I hadn't lost my sanity was because of my wolf Anna. Anna helped me to stay strong and not fall in deep pits of depression from which there was no coming back. Anna stayed strong for me even though she has been able to shift in a long time.

The beatings and abuse kept getting worse by the day. One morning she was awoken by a soft noise of heartbeat.

It took her a moment to realise that it coming from my belly.