I Won't Give In (Completed)

Chapter 3 - Taken

I wake up sitting in the front seat of a truck with dark tinted windows and black leather seats. My hands are bound with silver handcuffs that burn my delicate wrists. They are already red, swollen and bloody. My head is heavy with drowsiness, the effects of the silver in my veins. And I cannot find my wolf. Just fantastic. 

I groan and look beside me. Colton is in the driver seat, leaning on his left arm, his right hand firmly gripping the steering wheel. I'm assuming that he is taking me back to his pack. That can't happen. 

I cough, my throat dry. "Where are you taking me?" Stupid question, I already know the answer. 

"Home, to my pack. The Death Moon Pack. We will be living in my home just outside the human town called Parry Sound." 

"And why am I cuffed? That seems unnecessary." I growl. They really fucking hurt. 

He chuckles to himself. It sends shivers down my spine and gives me goosebumps - and not the pleasurable ones. "Can't have you doing anything stupid, can we?"

Seriously? "And was injecting me with silver necessary too?" 

"Yep." Asshole. This guy is really something, isn't he? 

I decide to ignore him for the rest of the drive. My head is pounding and I am so thirsty, but I didn't dare ask him for anything. I don't understand where he is coming from doing all these things to me. What does injecting me with silver achieve other than a pissed off mate? And why did he think it was okay to mark me after I rejected him? This douche is just something else. I have no words for how much I already hate him. 

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Eventually, we arrive at the gates of hell - otherwise known as the gates to the Death Moon Pack. I roll my eyes. I do not want to be here. Men with guns and some wolves guard the entrance. The gate slowly rises. Colton begins driving onto the land and I start to panic. 

"I can't be here. I have family back home, and a job. Friends and pets - people who rely on me. I cannot be here. You need to bring me back. I left my car at the Convention Centre! I need to go!" I shout. He slams on the brakes and throws the car in park before grabbing my hair and pushing my head into the dash. My vision is blurred instantly and I can feel the blood pouring from my nose. I think it's broken. "What the fu-"

"Enough! You are not going back! You are MINE! I don't give a fuck about your family, friends, or anything about your old life. This is your new life. Get used to it." He screams, still gripping my hair roughly.

"Get used to it? How am I supposed to get used to this?" I gesture my hands to my head and him. What the hell is this motherfucker on?

His eyes turn black and he growls. I feel his claws on my scalp where he is STILL gripping my hair. I swear I am going to be bald after this. "Let go!" I scream and try to pull away from him, only causing more hair to be ripped from my head. 

He laughs, "Get used to it darling. This is only just the beginning." His fist hits my temple and instantly all I see is darkness. 

***

Cold. That's all I feel. Whatever I am leaning on is cold, hard and wet. My arms are stiff and up in the air. My head is throbbing and my throat is burning from not drinking anything. I try to open my eyes, but only one eye opens. Everything is dark, but it looks like I am in some sort cell. I try to clear my throat but it hurts too much. I still can't talk to Ailith. 

As much as I hate to admit it, I am scared. I have never been in so much pain in my life. Hell, I have never even been in a fight. My wrists are on fire, I must still be chained with those silver cuffs. What a son of a bitch. 

I take a deep breath in and that's when it hits me. The terrifying smell of a bonfire on the beach and vanilla, which can only mean one thing. My mate is here. The door to the cell creeks open and a light is flicked on. I immediately close my one good eye, shielding it from the brightness. 

"I see you're awake," Colton says. I hear him walking towards me as I try to get my eye used to the light. 

"I see you're still an asshole." I quip. Instant pain on the ride side of my face. He slapped me. Son of a bi-

"What did you say?!" He roared. "I am your alpha and your mate, you will treat me with respect!"

"Where's my respect, prick? I'll give you respect when you respect me!" He punches me in the stomach and I lose my breath. Coughing, I say, "Thanks."

Colton laughs before punching me again. This time I lose control over my bladder and literally piss myself. "You will learn. I am in control here. You will submit to me. You will obey what I say. Ashley!" He yells. In walks a tiny girl with brown hair. She couldn't have been more than fifteen. I could tell she was an omega just by looking at her. She was wearing what looked like a pillowcase; her legs and arms covered in bruises. "Clean her up. Be quick, I will be back in ten minutes. Remove her clothes while you are at it." He turns on his heels and walks away. 

I shake my head in an attempt to keep the tears away. Ashley scurries over to me and begins to remove my clothes. Wait, what happened to my dress? Someone must have changed me. I try to say something to Ashley but she just shakes her head to silence me. Her eyes wide in fear. I don't want her to get in trouble so I keep quiet. Once my clothes are off, she disappears out of the cell, returning moments later with a bucket of water. Ashley takes an old sponge and begins bathing me. The water is cold. I begin to shake from the cold. My teeth chatter uncontrollably. 

I hear footsteps in the hallway and Colton steps into the room. "Leave." He growls. Three steps and he is in front of me. "Ready to see your new home?" He removes the silver cuffs from my wrists and I instantly fall to the ground. 

"Coulda stopped me from falling, asshole," I mumble, only to get a kick to my side. I really should stop calling him that, but it's so fitting. "I hate you," I cough out. 

"You don't know what hate is yet," he says with no emotion. 

He grabs my arm and starts dragging me out of the cell. I am so weak from lack of water and food that I can barely keep up with his large strides, so he ends up dragging me down the hall and up the stairs. He opens a door to what looks like a sitting room. There is a brown, leather sectional and a fireplace against the far wall. He keeps pulling me to another flight of stairs. 

"You will shower and be ready for me in 30 minutes," he says before throwing me inside a room. "Don't be late." He slams the door closed, locking it behind him. I look around. It's a large room with dark brown walls and a single window. There is a queen sized bed against one wall and 2 dressers against the other. There are 2 doors. The first I open is a large walk-in closet full of what I am assuming to be Colton's clothes. The second door is the bathroom. It has a stand-up shower, a bathtub, double sinks and obviously a toilet. I do my business before jumping into the hot shower. 

After I am done, I wrap myself in a towel and get out of the bathroom. Exhausted and hungry, I flop on the bed without putting any clothes on. I hear footsteps outside of the door and smell the disgusting smell of my mate as well as....food. Oh, thank goddess. 

The door opens and Colton has a tray with a sandwich and orange juice. He puts it on the bed and tells me to eat it. It is probably the best bologna sandwich I have ever had. Or maybe I am just hungry. While I eat, Colton is in the bathroom showering. Once I am finished eating, I curl up into the blankets and drift off to sleep. 

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