All It that it means.

Wolf in the night

I woke up to a burn in my throat and a blurriness in my eyes. My head fell to the side an I saw dazedly that my hands were chained on either side of my head. I was hanging from the wall, my feet didn't even come close to the ground.

I started to breath heavier as panic ran through me and my panic increased when I realized I was in nothing but a see through, mid thigh and white nightie. I had nothing on underneath. I whimpered at the thought that something or someone had done this to me.

I started to struggle and pull against the chains, sobs bubbling in my throat. "HELP ME. SOMEBODY HELP" I screeched and fought harder. Looking around I saw a grey bricked walls. It was freezing and a large wooden door that looked heavier than 10 Pauls combined.

Paul! "PAUL. PAUL HELP" I screamed. Maybe our mate bond would do something. I started shivering from cold and fear.

"DON'T SAY HIS NAME" thundered... His voice. My stalker was here and I was chained to a wall. Disgust ran through me as I realized that he was the one who changed me. "YOU ARE MINE" he roared. The door creaked harshly as it opened. My eyes blinked repeatedly, trying to clear the blurriness.

"Who are you ?" I cried out. Flinching when I saw him come closer and lift his hand to touch me. I tried moving away from him but I couldn't due to the chains.

"Oh my sweet Bella. I am your mate. Once I take your body it will rid you of that pathetic excuse of a mutt, Paul" he spat Pauls name with so much venom, I cringed.

"Tell me who you are? Why me? Why?" I demanded. He chuckled darkly and ran his hand in his hair, I would assume. He walked to the door and slammed it closed causing me to jump.

There was only a candle to illuminate the room. My eyes began to clear and I took a clear look at the stalker. He had gone from homeless to suit and tie. His mucky black hair was cut short and a scar ran along his left cheek through his eye and ended just above his hairline.

I watched him pace on front of me, watching me. I hated how his eyes trailed over my body repeatedly.

"You know you really hurt me. You didn't wait for me to take your innocence... No you slept with that mutt. I was supposed to take your beautiful innocence" he said harshly his voice raising to a shout towards the end.

He walked to me and I avoided looking him in his eye. I looked everywhere but at him. I felt a harsh pain at the back of my head as he gripped my hair in a iron grip and forced me to face him.

He gripped my jaw with the other hand squashing my cheeks slightly. I started to fight in his grip. "So beautiful" he whispered  "but naughty girls need to be punished. First I'll make you truly beaten" he finished. My eyes widened.

He smirked and released me, then raised his hand in the air and curled his fingers into a fist. I struggled harder. The pain in my jaw was damning. I cried out but I didn't even get a chance to breath before another punch landed itself on my stomach. Blow after blow of excruciating pain racked my body. Blood poured from my nose and the cut on my cheek. My lip was busted and I was sure my arm was broken. All fight had left me. Tears mixed in with the blood.

Finally he stopped and walked to the door. He stopped and faced me. "You seem to need a break. See I'm not that cruel. But when I return you better be ready the best part of this. I get to have all of you"

He turned around ready to leave. "A...at least te...tell me you... Your name" I rasped out. Groaning in pain instantly.

He stopped walking and turned his head so that I could see half of his face through my good eye.

"Joshua Uley"