°°°°Sophie POV °°°°
I woke up with a throbbing head. They knocked me out after stuffing me in a white van that smelt ancient. Right now I was in a small room barely large enough to fit two people. It could have been mistaken for a moldy closet. My limbs were still tied up but had the addition of hands cuffs and a chair. I would hate to see the state I'm in. I even feel sore all over.
The door creaked open, blinding me temporarily. My eyes strained to see the person but I recognized him almost instantly. It was Conner. The sick bastard that killed my parents. He was a lot more scruffier than I remember but then again he was a gambler and probably lost all his money.
"What...do you...want" I croaked with my throat dry.
"What I've been wanting for the last 9 years, revenge for all your manipulative father took from me. " he slid a blade along my jawline making a thin cut drip blood on my chest. "He took all my money while I lived in a apartment too small for a child while he lived in a penthouse, I just thought I would return the favor," he sneered with what was left of his teeth showing. His pale white fangs elongated as he pulled my neck out, revealing a scar. I struggled trying to loosen his grip but he dug his razor sharp nails in to the back of my head, drawing blood.
"Come on we have to get out of here!" a man around his 20's shouted his brow lined with sweat. He tugged on Conner's arm making my neck hurt. A door shattered in the distance and splinters flew through the air.
His teeth pierced my flesh and I felt myself go limp. The light was dimming more and more and becoming faint. He finally let go and had to pry his fingers from me. The excruciating pain was enough to make me yelp. As he left I knew this was the time, I had to escape. I wriggled to loosen the ropes and get off the chair.
Fail.
I had no energy left, he almost sucked me dry. There was no other way to get off, I could hardly move with my limbs secured to bars.
There was yelling and crashing coming from the room next door. Excitement fills my body, finally someone's found me but I'm not safe yet. If Conner comes back......
•••••••••••••Chris POV •••••••••••••••
I caught her scent. It was faint but just enough to follow. Gathering most of the pack we set of at a fast pace.
××××× 3 hours later ××××××
We arrived earlier than expected. I guess the others could sense the tension. It looked nothing like the other house. It was more of what would be in a suburb.
Without a second to spare I ran to the door still in wolf form and smashed through it relatively easy. There were many shocked faces. Ha must not have ever expected that.
My beta, Josh, quickly followed me along with three others, the rest went to scout the remainder of the house. I pounced on a vampire that was about to attack and crushed his skull in my jaw within seconds. The others fought the rest with a little bit of struggle but I know they can handle it.
Sophie's lavender scent hit me like a brick. She was in trouble and it didn't help that a spy was warning the rest of them. A rush of adrenaline flowed through my body as I burst downstairs towards her. Even with splinters stabbing me on my footpads I would not stop for anything. Crashing through the door I saw the one I suspected was leading this whole mission. His fangs already out may of been a threat to anyone else but right now he kidnapped my mate. And he WILL pay for that.
Snarling at him I made the first move knocking him into the concrete floor knocking the wind out of him. As he lay there gasping for air I stand over him. This is just too easy.
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White Horses and Wolves
WerewolfMy parents murdered, my baby brother in a foster home and me, lost. I'm actually lost. I got stuck in this forest and I am trying to get out. My life is dedicated to my horse, Storm. I've got proof from the rope burn on my hands to the worn boots o...