Silent (rewrite)

7 (rewrite)

Groaning softly I stir, opening my eyes slowly I'm met with a black room. Sitting up slowly I bump my head against something, feeling my up I pause, cold and hard. Blinking some more a light turn on, it's dim but enough for me to see. Eyes widening I scoot back, back hitting something hard I look back to see bars.

*I'm in a cage* realization dawns on me, *I'm in a fucking cage* gritting my teeth I look up. A figure sits in a chair, smoke drifts from the person before a cigarette comes into the light. Flicking into the ash tray he exhales.

"Doesn't feels nice hmm? Being stuck in a cage" a low rumbles leaves from him "humans, so quick to lock up other but hates when others lock them up" leaning forward a shadow cast over his face, but his eyes leer at mine disgusted and angry. Dark forest green with specks of brown I'll never forget those eyes, of the Lycan.

Sitting back he crosses one leg over the other, humming softly he gets up. Leaning back I stare up at him swallowing I lift up my shaking hands. ^please let me go^ chuckling he smiles "isn't that the same thing the others said to you?" Eyes watering, I clench my hands into fist. Frustration bubbles in my gut.

Walking toward me he crouches, looking up through a watery gaze my breath catches. Those dark forest green eyes bores into mine with a undefined emotion, "I'm going to lay it out to you, your my mate human, of course you should have basic knowledge of what a mate means to my kind, if not I'll explain later but right now I have a few questions to ask you" the tears spills over sliding down my cheeks.

Of course, how unlucky am I? Blinking away the tears I look closely at his face. Long jagged scar over his left eye it stops by his soft looking semi plump lips. Short black hair that looks like he ran his fingers through to many times. Stepping back he stands up to his full height. A causal grey shirt stretching over his large frame and some worn out joggers.

He smiles fangs out and proud for me to see, he holds something in his right hand, looking closer I can see a chain. Blinking I slowly feel my neck, my blood runs cold as I grip the collar. "Ah I see, you found the present I gave you" he chuckles, "you look rather adorable with the collar around that tiny neck of yours, it took some self control not to ravish you"

The tears come back full steam ahead as they pour down my face like a stream. Holding back a sob he tilts his head "no need to cry little human, I think you'll like this much more than my original plan for you" straightening up he gets up. Walking over and crouching down he opens the cage. Crawling backwards to the corner of the cage he growls, stilling he reaches forward grasping the loop from the collar he clips the chain on.

Pulling gently, he tugs for me to move. Not moving he tugs again but a little bit more aggressive, not wanting to piss him off I crawl out the cage. While he walks back to his seat, I steady myself looking down I see just how tiny the cage is. Not much room for me to move, just enough for me to sit up and lay down.

Plopping down in his chair he sighs softly lighting another cigarette he gets comfortable. "Now the questions, they shouldn't be to hard for you...unless your a little slow" I sit down beside the cage hugging my knees to my chest.

"First question, why are you mute" looking up at him I lift up my hands ^i was born this way^ he blinks. "What is your name"
^Ava^
he hums "Ava" he test my name nodding slowly he smirks.
"How old are you Ava"
^twenty one^
"why did you get that job"
^I don't know, I just needed a job^ he frowns.

"So working for people who torture and kill my kind is just a every day job for you?" Shaking my head vigorously I reply.

^No! It was just the only job that would hire me, I didn't even know it was that type of job, it was just a flyer asking for cleaning.^ humming he leans back.

"Seems possible, being mute is a disability, most employers don't want someone who can't speak, cleaning requires little to no speaking" taking a drag from his cigarette he exhales.

"The doctor will be here shortly to check you, listen to his orders. Don't hesitate" getting up he attaches the handle to the chain on a hook, a hook that is to high for me to reach even with the assistance of a chair. He leaves the room.

I'm going to be updating a lot today hope you like this chapter.