Primal (Saturday Updates)

Chapter 3 - Part 1

When I came around after the sedation wore off I was back in the cell on the mattress. There were red marks on my wrist where I had tried to free myself from the handcuffs Maverick had placed on me. I hated him even more than I thought it was possible to hate another person.

It was the strange clothes that I wore that sent me into a panic. The plain blue shirt was a little big and the sweat pants had a tie around the waist. Someone had changed me while I had been out of it and that freaked me. The lack of control in the situation was chipping away at any determination I had to stay calm. I wanted to yell and scream but I was still trying to fight off the effects of the sedation.

I stood, my legs unsteady. I used the wall to keep myself standing as my legs got used to the weight. It was difficult not to feel like all my hard work to get escape had been for nothing. Here I was back where I had started, no closer to getting out than I had been before.

Bowing my head, I allowed myself to feel the despair that I might never get out before I let the determination that had carried me through the tough and lonely years that hadn't been able to break me to take over.

No matter what, they wouldn't break me.

I wasn't going to let a bunch of weirdos get the best of me, no matter what. I would find a way out of this, even if it killed me. This wasn't going to be my ending.

Exhaling I took in my surrounding again. There was no way out. Nothing. Not even a window.

The door opened and in walked Maverick and another guy.

Maverick was dressed in a black shirt and jeans. The guy who stood beside him was dressed similarly.

"Sleeping beauty is finally awake," he drawled as he crossed him arms.

I glared at him. He had a way of riling me up so quickly no matter how much control I tried to exert. But no amount of anger stopped me from noticing how his muscles flexed and the way his broad shoulders rolled slightly.

What was wrong with me, I admonished myself.

Here I was being kept against my will, and I was checking out my warden. I clearly needed to get laid and soon.

"Asshole," I muttered.

He had the audacity to smile when he heard me. "You really are a firecracker, aren't you?"

I clamped my mouth shut and continued to glare at him wishing I had the power to strike him down with lightening.

My attention moved from the asshole to the guy beside him. He had the same build and same height but he had short blonde hair with blue eyes. At least I wasn't checking him out, so desperation hadn't set in yet. "Who is this, your sidekick?"

"Something like that," he murmured as my gaze moved back to hold his.

No matter what I wouldn't cower in fear. I had learned never to show vulnerability in a situation where I had no control.

"It's time to answer our questions," the asshole announced.

His sidekick opened the door and I backed away.

The asshole entered and his sidekick followed before closing the door.

Even if I managed to get out there was no way I could out run them.

I lifted my chin as faced them, refusing to show the fear that urging me to get out of the situation by any means possible.

"All you need to do is answer our questions," Maverick said but I was already shaking my head.

"Why are you here?" His tone was serious.

I pressed my lips together.

The sidekick, cocked his head to the side as he studied me.