The Heart Broken Mate

Chapter Fourteen

I was kidnapped almost two months ago. In that time I've been smacked around, starved, and almost raped six times. I haven't been outside in two months and I haven't shifted in a month. 

I lean up against the wall and I sigh. I'm starting to get restless, I need to shift.

Chris walks into the room holding a plate with bacon on it. 

I look up at him and I pull on a fake smile, "Chris can I have new clothes? Maybe a shower?"

He sets the plate down on his chair, "Sure why not. I'm in a good mood."

I've worn the same thing for two months straight now. I've asked him for clothes before but he's always said no.

I haven't had a shower in almost eight months. The closest thing I've had is a lake near my treehouse. 

I sigh, my treehouse. I wonder If anyone has ransacked it yet. I kinda wish I was sleeping on my leaf bed instead of a concrete floor that smells like a dead cow that died twelve times.

He begins walking out of the room, "I'll be back in a bit with some clothes."

He closes the door behind him which makes me raise my eyebrow. In the two months I've been with him he has never closed the door. He must be going out.

I stand up quickly before pulling my clothes off. I shift, not even caring if he came back. God, it feels amazing to be in wolf form. I run around the room as happy as can be.

I bet I look like shit. I shift back and I throw my clothes back on before eating all the bacon. Oh god, it's amazing to eat this much after so long.

I flinch hard when the door opens. Chris smiles and motions for me to follow him. I stand up and I walk out of the room with Chris. He leads me up some stairs and unlocks the door before opening it. 

I'm only allowed out of the concrete room to use the bathroom. I've only been as far as the bathroom but Chris leads me through the rest of the house. Past the bathroom is a clean living room, a kitchen, a bedroom, and a dining room. All the windows have curtains covering them. He pushes open a door and he lets me in before closing the door and locking it behind me.

I turn around, there is a large bath, a shower, a sink, a towel rack, a soap rack, and a mirror. Everything is white. There is a pile of neatly folded clothes on the ground in front of the sink.

I walk up and I look at myself in the mirror. There is a scar from the first night I was kidnapped on my cheek and a scar across my right eyebrow from about a week ago when Chris got mad that I wouldn't let him in my mind. Chris's bit has finally healed and the scar is scary. You can still see Kale's bite. I do miss Kale.

About an hour later I'm clean and I'm dressed in a baggy white shirt and baggy blue jeans that sag on me.