HER: Novel by Nicole Maria Navarro

Brush of light 21 (Sebastian's POV)

Everything about this place was brutal. Terrorizing. The stench that made its way through the metal hallways. There was no light streaming in as my paws padded through the small hallway. It smelled like old clothes and blood. My nose was stuck in the ground. Tracing tracks and trying to identify if Isabellas scent was anywhere near. I made my way deeper into the dense halls as they grew eerily quiet, giving nothing way.

Then I heard it. A scream that pierced through my ears as I heard it through the other side of a door at the end of the hall. My ears perked, body completely rigid as I heard another roaring scream that clenched at my chest.

I ran. Paws thundering in the floor as the screams continued. I came closer and I howled up in the air as I felt her presence the closer I got to the door. My body morphed and as soon as it did I called her name.

"Isabella!" Saying her name was like breathing her in. My body with full force came in contact with the door. There was a massive dent and I began to grow frustrated. The handle had now been completely broken off white only a metal piece attached that could puncture the skin and a key insert.

"Isabella can you hear me!?"

Nothing.

The bloody door was built to keep someone inside and never let out. I looked down below me. Blood spilled everywhere. Gashes torn through the walls. Body's severed in different places. I didn't even realize it until now.

There was a cough from afar. My ears perked and as they did a kid was bleeding out. Blood was gushing out from the side of his neck and in his eyes, his life was fading away. He was no use to me. I had to at least find one man in here that wasn't already half dead.

I heard steps approaching and my ears perked still staying on guard and not straying far from the door.

A man carelessly walking the hallways made an appearance. I stopped in my tracks, realizing that he didn't notice me as he hastily pulled open a door. As if the body's strewn on the ground were nothing. My breathing hitched and as soon as he was about to walk through the door his body grew tense. He saw me and as he did, he made a run for it. I ran towards him jumping in the process and changing back into wolf form at the same time. My teeth sunk into his leg, just barley and he came crashing down. I didn't hesitate as my jaw completely clamped around his ankle and blood began to seep around his ankle.

The man was sweating and all at once hitting my snout with his fist. The man had blood coming out of his mouth from when his face came in contact with the floor. My jaw was rigid shaking and pulling away more skin that made him scream out in agony.
I couldn't help but intake the man. Yellow eyes. Musky scent that sent you riveting back. My head cocked to the side as I stared. Never letting my eyes leave his.

I released his foot from my grip as his body slowly began to calm down but his face still contoured with pain. I got my head closer to the junction of his neck, and snarled he tensed up. Knowing that his life was a second closer to his death. He didn't say anything and finally I had had enough. My people were fighting outside and my mate was on the other side of the door.

The man wouldn't understand me like this. In this form, I was all rage. I got a hold of his shirt with my teeth and dragged him all the way to the door where I knew she was. There were no longer any screams, complete silence engulfed the hallway.

I change once again back into human form. My body coated with blood and scratch marks that rouges tainted. The man didn't have time to figure out what I wanted, so I lifted him up by his collar once more and banged him against the wall.

"Tell me! Tell me how to open this door!" I roared. I could hear the echoes. The walls shaking at my absolute anger. There were no more games. I had gone too long without seeing her and I didn't know if I'd find her lifeless body, or capture the hues of her eyes, bright and bold with life.

His face was bloody and his body was slowly giving out, he pointed at the other side of the hallway and there were three slots of keys placed behind some chains. Two pairs were gone and only one left was dangling from a nail drilled into the wall. As soon as I saw them, I didn't think twice about the hold I had on him. I gripped my fingers around his neck and tightened and his soulless eyes met mine.

I scrambled to the keys. My hands shaking as I rushed to the door where I knew she'd be. Anxiety was making me shaky. Thoughts of Isabella and Thalia being gone consumed my mind and I had to shake it off.

They were here. She was here alive.

The key entered and the heavy door weighed a ton as it screeched with a loud noise against the cemented floor. I didn't prepare for the worst, but I knew deep down that I didn't prepare for this.

Isabellas body was limp on the ground. The ground was completely covered in blood. The wound gushing from the mans body continued to seep with blood as he lay beside her. Her eyes were closed, chest rising, her body was pale.

I dropped down to my knees by her side. Gathering her in my arms as I cradled her. Her eyelashes were sitting on her pale cheeks and I gazed around the simple room, there was no sign of Thalia.