3 Rose POV.
I woke with a spliting headace and my throat was dry. i sluggeshly opened my eyes, feeling my brow knit with a confused frown when i take in my surroundings. I was in a five by five feet cell on a sorry excuse for a matras that doesnt even alow me too lay straight on it. thankfully i could stand up as the ceiling was a good hight. only now i notice a leather leach around my neck.
i slid my hand over my neck and around the back and i felt i was atached too something. i tughed on it and i heard the klinking off a chain that was conected too the wall. i sat down on my matras loking through the bars off my cell. it was dark and the only lights came from a small window in each cell.
alright Rose lets look at the situation you gotten yourself in too. Your in a small cell on a dogleash and apperently werewolves excist and they cappture you and put you in here. At least you still have one off your hunting knives that is hiding on your cleavage. It was a small 3 inch knives. You would be amazed at what a girl can hide in her bra. I had a larger knives in my belt but that one is gone.
Looking around my cell in hopes of a possible escape, hoping too find something that could free me out off this hell hole or a means too defend myself when somebody comes and visiteds me. The room was bare exept for the matrass my chain and i bottle off watter. i took the bottle and sipped it carefully seeing if it tasted funny. i wasnt expecting it too be poisenas because iff they wanted too kill me they would already have done it. i crossed my leggs staring at the cell door waiting to see what will happen next.
After about four hours or so, someine walked into the hallway throught the cells. i was hit by a sent off wet dog again.
As the person came i to view i groaned. I stood up not showing any fear looking him straight in his clear green eyes. Behind him was a tall women with raven black hair and ice bleu eyes. He was taller then him and had long legs.
"Hello little girl. Let's get thing started. We need someone too cook and clean and your the perfect kandidaat." He said with a smirk.
I stepped forward not a least bit intimadated by him. "No." I hissed.
He smirked again. "I was hoping you would say that." He growled and his eyes turned a darker shade off green. He struck out and punched me across my jaw. I colapsed on the floor from the impact as my face was barely healed and my jaw was still hurting from the last hit i got there.
My anger spiced and i sprung up giving him a uppercut in return. He groweld in response kicking his leg out against my ribs. I felt a tug in my neck making me fall too my knees. The women stood behind me holding the chain that conected too my neck. I coughed uncontrollably.
"Alright little bitch. Either we beat the crap out off you everyday or you yealled and be a good little pet." She women said in a high pitch voice.
I clued my side still coughing as my ribs stung from the impact. "No" i managed too say between coughs. I wasn't going to be someone's housekeeper anymore.
With that she tugged on my leash again hard causing another couching fit. The man kicked me in my side again making it impossible for me to breath.
"Until tomorrow then." He whispered crouching down leaning in my ear. Then too my astonishment he ran his tongue along the the base of my neck making me shiver. "I'm going too have some fun with you tomorrow." By his tone i knew he had dirty things on his mind as I heard them often throughout my live.
After that the left. I could here them having a hush conversation in the hall exiting my cell.
"What type of fun are you thinking about." She whispered.
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VârcolaciON HOLD Do to working on a other book first. Rose is a 17 year old girl who has life a hard live. Her parents died while she was a baby. She's been ward off the state sins she hasn't had any family left. She's been i foster care all her live. when...