Thomas woke up an hour later with Hope next to him. He quietly crawled out of bed and headed for their couch. He watched her sleep as he caught up on pack work on his lap top. Hope began to whimper in her sleep, "No more. Please I need to rest." There were tears on her cheeks.
Thomas quickly walked to her side of the bed. He wasn't sure if he should touch her. He gently whispered to Hope, "It's OK. Rest."
"Please, I served all of them. No more," Hope was crying.
"Hope, wake up. You are safe. I have you. Hope, nobody can hurt you anymore." Thomas was concerned.
Hope screamed in her sleep.
Thomas linked Dr. Maxon, "Please come to my room. Hope is having a nightmare. I cannot wake her up."
"I am on my way," Dr. Maxon instantly replied.
A few minutes later there was on a knock on the bedroom door. "Come in," Thomas shouted. He didn't want to leave Hope's side.
Hope was still crying in her sleep. "Please I was a good toy." She was shaking.
Dr. Maxon stood by her side of the bed.
"Toy, stop crying," Dr. Maxon ordered.
Hope stopped crying. "Please, I am so sore. I hurt everywhere," she begged.
"Toy, wake up," Dr. Maxon commanded.
Hope started to open her red eyes. She was sniffling. She looked scared. "Hope?" Dr. Maxon asked.
Hope looked up at him. "What happened?" She was looking all around the room.
Thomas sat closer to Hope and wrapped his arms around her like a safety net. "You are safe, my love. I have you," Thomas cooed. Hope snuggled into his chest.
Dr. Maxon took her vitals. Her heart rate and blood pressure was high.
"Hope? or is it Toy?" he gently asked.
Hope was still looking around. "Did he send you?"
"Did who send me?" Dr. Maxon inquired.
"The Alpha," Hope bowed her head.
Dr. Maxon mind-linked Thomas, "If I say yes, we can find out what happened to her."
"Will it hurt her?" Thomas asked.
"We have to bring her out of this dream state she is in, but a few minutes shouldn't make a difference," Dr. Maxon replied.
"OK." Thomas was concerned.
"Yes, the Alpha sent me," Dr. Maxon answered Hope.
Hope stood in front of Dr.Maxon. "What would you like?"
"Whatever you are supposed to do," Dr. Maxon answered.
Hope started stripping. "Whoa. You can leave your clothes on," Thomas exclaimed. He did not want the doctor to see Hope naked.
"Yes, Sir," Hope bowed her head.
She knelt at the doctor's feet and tried to unzip his pants. "What are you doing Toy," the doctor asked.
"I am removing your pants so you can play with the Alpha's toy," Hope answered as if this was perfectly normal.
"Hope, you are not a toy. You are a person. Do you know where you are?" Dr. Maxon asked.
Thomas held her closer. She shakes her head and rubs her eyes. "Thomas? Dr. Maxon? Why are you here?" Hope questions.
"Welcome back Hope," Dr. Maxon smiles. "Do you remember your dream?"
"That was a dream? It felt like I was there. I thought ...." Hope was confused.
"Sweetheart, I have you. Your safe. You are never going there again," Thomas promised.
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Hope
Historia CortaShe was never given a name when she was born. At the age of 8 she became the Alpha's family servant designated 8. At the age of 14 she became the Alpha's personal servant. At the age of 16 she became her sadistic Alpha's toy. At the age of 18, the...
