The blind she-wolf

10

After me and my captors' 'convorsation', Creeper (A/N If you forgot, that was the waiter that took her) unties me and, very ungentlemanly-like might I add, throws me over his shoulder.

Man, thought he's be way weaker than this. I mean, I'm not fat or anything, but I'm certainly not as light as a feather.

Funny that that's what's going through my head.

As he walks, me staying still for fear of being smacked, jolts of his feet connecting with...concrete...(yeah, that's it,) makes me jerk a little.

He goes straight for a while(I'm guessing it's a hallway), then turns left, then left again. I make sure to remember this for later.

All of a sudden, he stops. I hear the squealing of a metal door opening, then he steps into the room and drops me. Literally, drops me!

I let out a groan as I land.

"Feel free to shift, use telepathy, or whatever. This whole place is made of a special metal scientifically created to make it impossible for any werewolf, no matter how strong, to break through and reach anyone", Creeper informs me, slaming the door shut, signaling his retreat.

I sigh. Strangely enough, I don't feel utterly helpless. Of course I'm freaked, but not as much as I could be.

I shift and look around.

I'm in a small square room that's about 6×6feet, just enough for me to lay down and have some spare room.

I shift back and go into a corner, curling up into a ball. I breath a deep sigh. What am I going to do?

All of a sudden, I feel a push at my mental wall. Just enough to seem to be asking for permission to enter. My eyes widen a little. Of course they'd have others.

I block off my memories and open my mind.

'Who is it?' I link.

'Trey from the Dark Shadow Pack. Who are you?' he answers.

I smile. 'Aubrey from the same pack...Hey, wait a minute,' I link, my wheels turning, 'I heard that there was a boy that went missing last month. was tha-'

'Yeah...I miss my family.'

'I'm sorry.'

I feel him mentally shrug. 'What can you do? Hey, did you say Aubrey? '

I mentally nod. 'Yeah.'

'I heard about you! You're Ethan's mate right?'

Dumbfounded, I nod. 'Yeah, how..'

'I'm his brother.'

That leaves me utterly stunned. 'Ethan has a brother?' I ask, shocked. Ethan didn't tell me he had a brother.

'Umhum. I didn't expect him to talk about me. He doesn't take loosing people too well,' he links, sounding sad.

'Oh...well, I'm going to get you out. I promise.'

'Don't promise things that won't come true.' Then he leaves, making me feel cold and alone.

I won't fail you Trey. I promise. And I never break my promises.

It's been two days of sorrow and only two meals brought so far and about a waterbottle full of tap have been brought to me.

Other than eating and drinking, I just sit in my corner and talk to Trey. I found out that he's fourteen years old with brown hair, like Ethan's, but with brown eyes, apparently from his dad.

'Hey, you ever try to break through?' I ask him on my third day, I'm guessing.

'Yeah, didn't accomplish anything but a major headache.'