(EDITING) Under A Lonely Moon

Part Eighteen

Nova's P.O.V

'What the fuck!' I roared. My father and Nathan held their heads in there hands as they sat at the

Kitchen table.

As soon as Derek's scent hit me I'd ran from my sick bed, but was too late. He had took my

Precious little mate away for the second time. Rage ripped through me and I spun round putting

My fist through the cupboard door in front of me. My body was screaming in pain but I didn't

Care. Zak was missing and we couldn't find a scent trail. That bastard Derek had this planned

Good.

'You were supposed to protect him. You told me that I didn't have to worry and nothing would

Hurt him. I trusted your words!' I screamed at my father and Nathan.

'We are so sorry Nova. We tried to get him but Derek was about to rip his throat out if we took

One step near them. I sure as hell wasn't going to risk that.' Father said. He looked distraught.

As did Nathan.

'Calm down honey, we'll find him.' Mother tried to sooth me but I was having none of it.

Despite Docs orders I ran outside and shifted into my wolf. I needed to find my mate. I needed

Him by my side.

>>>> Time Jump <<<<

Zak's P.O.V

It's been a month since I've been here, or that's what Derek had said when I reluctantly asked

Him. A whole month! Why hadn't anybody come for me yet? I hated it here. He beat me whenever

he Felt like it, not caring that I was pregnant. I was scared. For myself and my baby. I knew it

wasn't Getting the nutrients it needed to grow as I wasn't fed each day and when I was it was three

slices Of some sort of bread and a piece of fruit.

I rubbed my belly. It had been days since I felt the little one move and I was in full on panic mode.

I couldn't lose it. It would break me and I don't think I'd be able to bounce back from that. My baby

Was due in little over a month and the fear that I wouldn't live to see my beloved again haunted

Me.

'Right, now let's have some fun.' Derek growled as he appeared in the doorway. He swung a bag in

His hand which jingled as the sound of metal falling against each other echoed round the tiny

Room.

I felt sick. My body trembled from the cold and fear that I felt. I watched wide eyed as he emptied

The bag. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him arrange all manor of horrid looking

Knives and whips on the table. I tried to hold back a sob but failed. Derek turned round to face

Me, a cruel grin on his lips.

'Whats this? Crying already? I haven't even started yet.' He laughed cruelly and took up a small

Knife before crossing the short distance to where I sat chained to the wall. 'Scream for me.' He

Hissed as he dragged the blade down my arm. I whimpered, biting my lip hard before letting out

A small cry.