Torture

chapter two.

Hours and hours I was dragged through the woods until a camp site came into view.
He's pack.
I gasped not wanting to be anywhere near them but I had no choice, did I ? Everybody turned they're attention to us, a new person, enemy entering their pack. They were all men, sinister grins spread across their faces making my skin crawl.

I was thrown on the ground landing on my hands and knees, my messy white hair falling over my face not daring to look up. Suddenly he's presence disappeared and my head jerked up staring at the circle of men standing around me.

I started breathing rapidly, my heart roughly beat against my chest as I scrambled away from them only receiving chuckles from them. One crouched before me, wrapping he's cold fingers around my ankle pulling me back earning a scream of fear from me.

"Hmm.. she's been with a girl. I love myself a feisty one." They all laughed at the ones comment, all taking a step closer enclosing the circle.

"Touch her and all of you will die. She is not to be used for your sick sex games." A roar echoed around us, all the men rapidly taking a few steps back.

I was picked out and forced to follow the half naked man in front of, known as my mate at the moment. I stopped right at away not wanting to walk straight into him, looking up at him innocently.

"What ?" I squeaked out, hesitantly looking up at him into he's stormy blue eyes.

"Little naive bitches sleep outside." My eyes widened at what he said,right before he walked into he's tent and shut it behind him.

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I refused to let them, I wasn't weak and he definitely didn't deserve my tears.

Memories flashed before my eyes of the many balls I attended, long dresses gliding against the marble floors and large jewels hanging around my neck. My make up neat and tidy, I was the definition of elegance. Laughs and dancing through the entire night, my fingers interwined with Mayas as she always looked equally beautiful with her hypnotising big eyes.

The image changed to memories of me and her. The up all night of cuddles and pillow fights, midnight drives for food or even the many bubble baths. Our first kiss all the way to meeting my parents and how happy they were.

A scream passed by my lips, my eyes flying open to see Nathaniel crouching in front of me, he's hand tightly pressed against my forehead. Right away I knew what he was doing, he was accessing my memories. Once you are mated to somebody they access all your most important memories just with one touch, which is what Nathaniel was doing right now.

"How dare you ?" I roared at him, still lying on the floor. When suddenly my head snapped to the side, a stinging pain shooting through my cheek.

"You disgust me ! My pathetic excuse of a mate had a lesbian affair ?" He's voice boomed right at me only for me to realise that my own mate slapped me.

"Take her to the pack house, make sure she doesn't remember the route." The man nodded who I'm guessing was Nathaniels beta and slowly turned to me, with a sinister grin on he's face.

Last thing I remember was him swinging he's fist at me, before everything went black. When I woke up both my arms and feet were tied to the wall, in a cold smelly room with bars.

I was put into a cell by my own mate.