Her Son Kaden

90| Camp Kill Yourself

"This must be what Hell is like."

Amelia's POV

I tugged at the chained cuffs on my wrists and snarled. I wanted Kaden.

My stomach growled; I hadn't eaten since I was last at the pack house. That was what? a week ago. Apparently, my mother doesn't believe in feeding her daughter.

I trudged around the cell before passing out again.

"Wakey wakey." I blinked my eyes open at a deep voice. My vision slowly focused to see a rogue leaned against the cell bars staring at me an intrigued look on his face.

"There you are." He said as I sat up and I bared my fangs at him.

"No need to be so rude darlin', we're all friends here." He said smiling and I frowned and turned my head away.

"Here." He said and after a but I glanced back to him.

I looked at the man suspiciously, but my mouth watered at the sandwich he held out to me. Turkey with cheese.

He watched me for a moment before saying, "If you don't want it I could just eat it myself." My stomach erupted in rumbles and I shook my head my hunger getting the better of me.

"No; I'll take it." I gasped and the man nodded curtly and handed it to me through the bars. I didn't hesitate in scarfing it down and in moments it was gone. I licked the crumbs from my fingers and sighed.

Suddenly everything went dark.

I shook my head and blinked my eyes rapidly until my vision returned. What?

My body felt woozy and I growled at the male wondering what he'd just gave to me.

He was older seemingly in his thirties and had a wicked vibe that reminded me of my childhood years. I blinked and everything went dark again.

When I opened my eyes he was in the cell with me. It wasn't long before he had his hands on my waist.

"Let go." I said, but it sounded weird because my tongue felt heavy. Everything felt heavy.

"It'll be over in a bit." The guy said and pulled me closer. I frowned and managed to scratch him in the face. The rouge growled and pulled me along. Turns out he was smart, he pulled me to the point the chains made my arms go behind my back.

He pushed me to the ground and my arms were then pinned above my head by the chains. I tried to move as he climbed on top of me, but whatever he'd drugged me with was taking its hold.

"Get off." I spat and he clamped a hand over my mouth before gripping my pants and tugging them down. Tears welled up in my eyes as he undid his jeans and pulled them down enough to get himself in position. I squeezed my legs together, but he grabbed them and pinned them with his own.

He groaned as he forced himself inside me and my scream was masked by his hand. Tears escaped from my eyes as he plunged inside me harder and harder. My body felt like it was being torn apart and I cried into his hand. Abruptly he pulled out with a growl.

"Good thing I brought this along." He said waving a little bottle in my face. It was lubricant. I shut my eyes as he lubed the both of us up before sliding himself in and going even harder than before.