WOLFRIVER COVE

Chapter Seventeen

Her head hurts, and she feels like throwing up. She doesn't see anything, but she can hear a loud rumble. She thinks she is in a vehicle because she can feel it moving sometimes. It smells of ammonia, and copper fells the air. She's chained to something. If she were to guess, it would be a pipe, but she couldn't see to really tell. It kept her up right. Her arms over her head and her legs were hurt from standing so long. The chins bite into her wrist, making it hard for her to loosen them.

When she woke up, that's when it hurt the most. Feeling as if it was tearing there, her flesh. She cried out, screaming, but it wasn't helping. If anyone heard, they didn't care. She felt the vehicle hit a bump and cried out as a pain shot through her body. It hurt all over.

The vehicle suddenly came to a hult, and her body slumps forward. She grinds her teeth together as the chins cut through her wrist even more. She could hear voices from a distance, they where too far for her to make out what they were saying, but they were there.

"Is this the girl?" she hears as someone climbs into the vehicle.

It's so damn dark in there she couldn't see anything. Not even who was coming into this small space she has been occupying for a short while.

"Yeah, perfect, isn't she?" Another voice says she knew this voice had heard it once before.

"Zipper," she whispers

"Hello darling," he says, stepping towards her so she can see him better.

"What do you want with me?" she asked

"It's not what I want, dear," he says his hand touches her face, and she flinched away. "It's what my Alpha wants."

"I don't understand," she says, crying

He smiles. "Gunner has kept you in the dark," he says, then to the guy behind him. "She smells of him, but her innocence is still intact," he tells the guy.

"Good, Alpha Slasher  will be happy with that," the guy says.

"Get her down from here," Zipper says. "Take care of her wrist. Slasher wouldn't want them so badly cut."

"Yes, sir."

He turns to leave. "Don't leave." Zinnia cries

Zipper smiles. "We'll see each other soon, love," he tells her. "Jack, make sure she's ready before Alpha gets back,"

"Yes, sir," Jack says

Zinnia body trembles against the vehicle walls. Tears stream down her face as the other guy steps forward. He reaches up, pulling on her restraint. He doesn't say a lot. But when he pulls her forward, she moves. It's still dark outside as she steps out of the back of a black van. The air crip and cold. There are others around them, but none seem interesting in what is going on what her.

It looked like they were surrounded by the forest. There were small shops and buildings that looked abandoned and ran down. It looked like Wolfriver, but worse, it was a lot worse. Zinnia felt a shiver go through her small frame as she saw bones scattered around the ground of some of the homes. She wasn't close enough to tell what they were. But from where she stood, they looked very much human to her. There was this overwhelming rank and pungent smell along with a sicking sweet scent, almost like a rotting piece of meat that hung in the air.

Zinnia could see her handler now that she was out of the van. Jack, as he was called, is big with blonde, almost white hair. He wore faded jeans and a blue shirt over his shirt he had on a blue jean jacket. Zinnia noted he had tattoos, but his were different than Gunner and the others in Wolfriver. She also noted that he walked with a slight limp.