Erick Shaw's POV
My head hurts slightly. Opening my eyes felt heavy. Feeling as if my eyelids were glued. The light was blinding my eyes as it stings me.
"W-Where am I?" I asked managing to open my eyes. Even my throat felt sore and dry.
I look around noticing the place was white in color with a distinctive medicine smell before my eyes landed on Cara. Frowning I thought back to myself. What had happened?
Then it dawned on me.
Josh.
Kidnapped.
Rape.
Almost immediately I got up to sit but that was one of my mistakes as pain exploded in my head. Damn it.
"Oww"
"You just got up after a two days of passing out. Take it slow" she gave me a glass of water.
Was he really in the cell? How did they find me? What just happened while I passed out at the shed? Who saved me? Am I physically... okay?
I was hesitant to open up my mouth and I think I was gaping like a fish. Finally I gathered my courage.
"Where is Josh?" I asked not looking at Cara. Even now she intimidates me.
"In the cell" she said plainly.
"How?" I couldn't believe it.
"Let's just say he was being too suspicious. Luckily we managed to get there before... before he raped you" she said clenching her fist tightly that her hands turned white. She was even shaking in anger.
To be honest, seeing her like this fears me a bit. I mean you guys know how Alphas are. They're like emotional when they feel a certain emotion to much...
Not thinking rationally and afraid I put both my hands on her right hand gently smiling at her. "But I'm okay right? Don't worry".
The touch cause sparks to appear. I wonder if she felt it too. Maybe she did by the way she calmed down.
Was this how we're always going to be? So calm with each other and everything feels complete?
Suddenly she got up and our hands were released. It look like she was focusing on something. "Your food will arrive any moment. Eat it and get ready. There will be a trial about Josh. We need your statement" and she left again.
Are things ever going to be okay between us?
My head hurts and I really don't want to think about anything now. Procrastination is my best quality if you must know.
Damn son, I need a vacation.
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Werewolf"He's young Cara. I know what he did was wrong but he doesn't deserve this- not death at least. It's too heavy" "He openly admitted what he did to you, he said he didn't regret it and he said he would do it again. What makes you think next time he w...
