Chapter twenty.

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I woke up tied to a table. It was silver cuffs, and they burned.

Why wasn't the red wolf protecting me?

"Help me" I said weakly.

"I can't. They cut off the power. It'll come back on. Soon I hope" she said sadly.

"What happened" I asked.

"They took you. Then cuffed up to the table. They come back every hour. I'm sorry" she said, then cut off her voice.

I sighed and set my head back.

Josh?!! I tried to mind link.

It wasn't working either.

Josh POV
Its been a few hours. We had to cancel the meeting.

She doesn't just run off. And I know she isn't doing drugs, I can feel she is in trouble.

I've tried multiple times to mind link her, but its not working.

"Dad, why aren't we looking!? We need to look for her!!" I slammed my hand on the desk.

"We don't know where to look! We are coming up with a plan, now sit down and help!' He screamed back. I walked away from the desk and paced the room.

"Who has a vadeta against her? Who wants to take her?" Thoughts raced through my mind.

"Derek, her parents. They have her" a light bulb went off in my head.

"Where though" I let out a scream. I was so frustrated. The girls are wondering where their sister is.

"OK. So, where would they take her" I turned to my dad.

He had a map of the town and the country parts out.
"Son if I knew, shed be here already."

I sighed and walked out.
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Mack POV

"Look whose awake" my dad came in.

I turned away from his alcohol laced breath.

"That's not nice" he rose his hand and slapped me.

I hissed but didn't make a sound. I won't give them that pleasure.

"Fine. I'll do something better" he smirked evily.

The way I was chained up, my legs were spread. I knew instantly.

He unbuttoned my pants as I thrashed.
"Stop!" I screamed. "Derek, please. I'm your little sister. Help me!!"

He pulled down my underwear.
"Stop!"

Some sexual content, just saying.

He inserted two fingers and pumped.
I started bawling. I tried to thrash around.

"Stop!" I screamed.

"Tight" he said.

He kept going.

After what seemed like hours he pulled up my underwear, leaving my shorts down, and walked out.

I was crying to no means.

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