His Favorite Pet

Chapter 7

Days began to fly pass me till I noticed it was the beginning of week 2 of training. I had learned how to push a wolf form off me, learned where to stab them and had almost gained the ability to run as fast. Though I felt myself lack in certain places, words of encouragement came more of: "I'll bite your ass for you to keep running"
And more comments like that from Bruce, which was turning into the usual now. Still the buyers had wanted me to be part of...most intimate things. Most. Well, all of the ideas they had in mind made me stay in bed for half of a day.

The black wolf hadn't come back, in a few days. I assumed he must have found something better to do. Though, i miss his company of actually being a friend. Or, somewhat close to it.

Shadow Man had not given me another visit. Though his words and the realistic dream still lingered in my mind.

I protect what belongs to me...

The last time I checked I was a person not an object nor do I belong to any one. I was now capable to stab a wolf in only a few tries, though this week we were still stuck on me running as fast as a wolf. Nikoli would always complain about my stamina needing to be higher for me to actually be ready to run with them.

"Or you can get higher stamina so you can last longer in the bed," he winked at me.

"If that is some kind of hint that you are trying to get in my pants, it ain't gonna happen," I shot him down.

"Yes, it certainly will not," Bruce smacked Nikoli in the back of the head. "If you get that desperate for some action don't try to use the girls here."

I couldn't hold in a slight giggle from the slight tension that had taken place. My time spent here I couldn't help but feel the slight urge to call them brothers. Chauncey was more of one to care; Bruce was the tough-guy babysitter and Nikoli was the pervert minded one. But that's what stopped me thinking of him like a brother.

I can see how well they work together, and how as much as they argued they were like their own kind of a family. Family.

I felt small pain twitch inside my heart, the single word of 'family' had ached me to a point I could feel my eyes water.

Though, I inhaled a deep breath to prevent such action of showing weakness. Not in front of them.

"How is our precious Caramel," I heard a familiar female voice speak in joy.

"She is progressing greatly, Madam Rosa," Chauncey spoke great fully. "She knows where to cause damage, where to stab and can almost run as fast as us. We'd make better progress, but someone always has a need to make lewd jokes."

He glared straight at Nikoli, who held up his hands in a surrender. Then pulled the innocent card. But the argument had caught my attention from a few choice words.

"You can not make such jokes as if she is your's," Rosa lectured. "She is reserved. And you know it."

Reserved...what?

I grabbed my water then headed inside, I didn't care if they questioned where I was going, I did not feel like answering them.

I waited for them all to return indoors, and wait for Madam Rosa to be separated from her troops.

"Shall we go over her notes," I heard Chauncey speak out.

"Yes, please," Rosa spoke then I heard a door close.

"Stamina seems to be improved greatly," He spoke proudly.

"Good, maybe he can use her for overnight purposes," Rosa sighed. "Perhaps with her training she can be much of a secret guard for him."

Secret guard...for him. I felt my body ache from the words spoken. I should have trusted my own gut not to trust the damn Mutts. I may be a human but I am not an object to be used.

I listened more to hear the name of the man on who would take me. Though it was the silence that replied.

How could I even let myself believe that Rosa would actually help me. She fucking reserved me, no doubt to a crazy sex addict. Well, if this Mutt I'm gonna be given to thinks I'll be at his call, he has another thing coming.

After my bath I had gotten ready for bed, though I felt more lonesome when I had yet to see my friend from the garden.

"Maybe he went home," I shrugged sadly.

Can't trust the Mutts now not even an innocent dog. Mistakes are meant to be learned from.

I inhaled a deep breath then laid my head against the pillow. Slowly counting till my eye lids felt heavy with sleep.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7....

Darkness.

I was still on my bed, though I felt something different. I moved my hand, though felt the movement be limited. I looked up to the head board of the bed.

Chains. I was locked up once more.

"Shit," I whispered as I tried to release myself.

It's lovely to see you in distress...in a trap where you can not break free...

Damn it. How is he able to do this? This shouldn't happen? Why me?!

"What do you want!"

I want you...my sweet Caramel...

I saw him once more, his dark gray eyes. I felt his hand grab my chin when I turned away.

I want you...only you...

I felt his breath near my neck, then his tongue lick my neck. I was stuck. What do I do? How the hell do I know what to do?!

Seeing you all defenseless...makes me smile for I can control you...

"I won't let you."

Well...I don't mind forcing it on you my sweet Caramel...

I bolted straight up from the nightmare. I was still in the room. No chains in sight near the bed. But I felt my neck...still wet from him.

"I think I may be Hell," I whispered as I breathed with a hint of fear.

If this is the man that I will be given to in a leash, then I will put up a fight for his life.

"I will not become a pet for him," I said as I grabbed my knife then hid it under my pillow.

Authors Note: Hello! I would like to say that it's summer!! So expect updates coming! And I am sorry it took so long for this chapter, I've had a lot of days working sadly. But I'm still alive!! And writing!! If you have any questions do not hesitate to ask. Vote, read and comment as you please!! Thank you!!

With love, Little-Italy