Riley's POV
I heaved as my dad walked around me like a predator stalking his prey. I was covered in both dried and fresh blood. There were many open wounds and every breath I took, hurts.
Paul came back into the cell, looking frustrated. He'd just talked to Butch and I'm quite sure it was bad news.
"Dave," he snapped at my dad. "Go get the van ready. We have company."
My dad nodded and scurried away.
Then Paul looked at me. "Looks like your Prince Charming has arrived. Too bad you won't be here by the time he gets here."
Ashton's here?
Hope began spreading my body. He did come!
Then I heard it. Fighting. Gunshots. Growls. Paws hitting on concrete floors.
He's coming.
"The van's ready." My dad said as he came back. "It's waiting at the back."
Paul nodded and approached me. He undid the chain that was around my hand and it shot out to hit him. He easily caught my weak attempt of defense.
"Don't try anything stupid." He said darkly.
My dad came and undid the other chain. Then they undid the chains that were holding my legs.
Paul forced me up but I lost my footing and tumbled to the floor.
My body collided with the cold, hard floor. I groaned as Paul grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me back up.
He shoved me forward and I stumbled. "Move."
I took in a deep breath and placed one foot in front of another. My knees buckled in weakness and my head was throbbing. My breath was ragged and I was losing blood at an incredible rate.
I just wanna die.
"I-is she going to be alright?" I heard someone ask behind me.
"She's fine, look at her, she's moving."
No, I'm going to collapse and die soon.
My thoughts came true. Partially true.
My legs gave out from under me and my face met the ground again.
"Get up." Paul snapped. Then I felt a sharp pain on my stomach. I screeched in pain.
Then the next events were a blur. A dark animal came out of nowhere and stood over me. Then my dad disappeared, leaving Paul.
Then another savior came. Spencer came with more people. One of them knocked Paul to the ground and then everything went black.
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Ashton's POV
Once I was sure Paul was unconscious, I shifted back into a human. I crouched over Riley's body.
"Riley?" I called, my voice barely audible.
What have they done to her?
Her face was scratched up and blood splattered everywhere. There were many bruises forming.
Someone rushed forward. My wolf acted on instinct to protect our mate. I growled at Lucy and my eyes darkened.
She ignored me and bent down to examine Riley. She reached out her hand to touch her face but my hand snapped out to capture it. I narrowed my eyes at her.
She yanked her hand out of my grasp. "Dude!" She yelled. "I'm trying to save your mate from fatality!"
I immediately let her hand go. "Fix her." I said suddenly becoming frantic.
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Teen FictionRiley Thompson has always been the quiet girl in the corner. The girl who never talks to anyone. The girl who has no friends. But what they don't know is that she is also the girl who is abused at home. ...