Taken

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"Jack! Why would you do that?" I yelled at him. I quickly go on my knees and checked the rogue's pulse. It was faint, but it was there. Thank the Goddess.

"Eva? What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'll explain later, we need to get him to the hospital!" I said. Jack looked uncertain, but he obediently picked the rogue up.

We got the rogue to the hospital. The nurse and doctor looked uncertain to help it, but Jack just glared at them and they quickly opened the doors. Even without the doctor seeing his red eyes, you could tell he was a rogue just from the smell. Jack put the rogue down on a gurney and the doctor and nurse rushed off into the emergency room.

"You," Jack said, pointing at me, "have a lot of explaining to do."

"What is the one thing we need?" I ask him. He thought about it.

"Safety?" He guessed.

"No, we need answers! This rogue is the key to answers. I know for a fact we can get something out of him." I explained.

Jack seemed to like that idea.

"Your a genius, Eva!" He hugged me.

We talked for a few hours, mostly him lecturing me on how it was inappropriate to escape. He was going on and on about how it's the male's job to protect the female, and that they belong in the battle field while we belong in the kitchen. That slap mark on his face will not be going away soon. That little sexist wolf should not think of females like that.

At last we heard that the rogue survived his snapped neck injury. I was relieved but the more evil part of me was hoping the rogue died and got what he deserved. It's punishable by death to trespass, and he did it twice. It's even worse that he's a rogue. Alphas and Lunas don't like rogues on their territory.

The doctor told us that if we took him to the prison cells, we would have to take good care of him, his vitals were very low. So that would mean we would just ask him for answers. No other methods of interrogation.

We waited down in the cells until he woke up. I looked to Jack with a serious expression on my face. My dad once told me that even the goofiest of people become serious when it matters, and Jack knew that when I looked at him the way I did, I had something very important to tell him.

"What's wrong?" He questioned. I took a deep breath and grabbed his arm, letting the sparks soothe me.

"I have something very important to tell you, and you have to promise to think about it logically and not freak out." Jack was a great mate and leader, but he was very temperamental, and I didn't need that. I was going to tell him about the dream. I was already nervous enough about it, and I didn't need him making me even more nervous.

"Okay, I promise." Jack looked very sincere and I took that as my cue to start repeating my dream.

"The first night that I was in my room, I had a dream," I said. Jack looked even more alert. The Blue Moon Pack wasn't like this, but certain packs believed that dreams were messages from the Moon Goddess to us personally, and they took dreams extremely seriously. It looked like Black Shadow was one of those packs.

"Go on," he urged.

"In the dream, everyone was fighting. There was blood, lots of it," I shuddered at the memory, but the sparks helped me keep going.

"I couldn't smell anything, but I knew it was Black Shadow and Blue Moon fighting together against another force. Like I said, my only senses were sound and sight, so I don't know for sure, but I think we were fighting the rogues. Only I wasn't fighting," I continued.

"Well of course not, I wouldn't let you go to something like that. You'd be in danger." He said that as if it was obvious. But he didn't get it.

"No, I was there. I was looking over everything, and angels surrounded me. And I was watching my dad fight, and I watched him get attacked. I woke up before I would've seen if he got killed." I was tearing up. I couldn't think of a life without my dad. It was a world I didn't want to live in.

Jack saw my tears and pulled me onto his lap, hugging me close.

"It's okay Eva. If there is a fight, I'll protect your dad," he promised.

All of a sudden a guard came out from the prison. We were in a little waiting room outside the prison area, and there was a staircase leading to the cells on our left. It was a very clean and well kept waiting room, but I knew it wouldn't be the same down the stairs.

"He's awake," was all the guard said. We stood up and he began leading us down the stairs. I was right when I guessed that it wouldn't be clean. There was a mixture of moss and mild growing on the cold stone walls. The first hallways was filled with cells. They were all made out of silver, as that was poison to werewolves.

The farther we walked, the more security the cells had. At the end of all the halls, there was an interrogation room, where we were told the rogue was waiting. We walked into the room and saw the rogue.

At first he looked startled, probably surprised that he was still alive, and probably surprised he already had visitors, the Alpha at that. Most prisoners never see the Alpha. They see guards, warriors, or professional interrogators of the pack.

The rogue started shaking, and the large brace on his neck was far too big on his. The pristine white bandaids stuck out against his dirty skin and the grey room he was in. The rogue was scared. Most likely not scared by me, as I wasn't the most terrifying person.

Jack, on the other hand, had pitch black eyes and was growling. It didn't help that just 4 hours ago, the rogue got his neck snapped by the hulking beast in front of him. I'm not saying he didn't deserve it, though.

"Now now, calm down. There is only one thing we need; answers. And your going to give them to us." Jack said with a sick smile that scared even me a little.

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