It wasn't like the old days where we could live on our own, in peace with our packs. No living soul in the human race knew about us or our existence, we ran this town, this city and there was little war. Now, there is constant blood shed and death with every little defiance, they make attend school from five am to three pm to break and mould you into their image. Once they are done and happy with your progress, you are shown of to the world like a toy.. their families, there guests mock you, throw abuse at you, some can even have the chance to put their hands on you. The werewolf community has lost faith in itself, all hope of a rise up.. until they met me. I could see their hope brimming again and although I adored it, there was nothing I could do, I had lost what gave me my strength.
Here I sit in a leather chair on one side of an oak desk in front of a man with a snug look on his face, my hands were tied behind my back with rope laced in wolfsbane. "This.. is her?" He asked as he sat back in his chair with two men either side of him. "The one everyone craves for sir" I glanced back as I could feel the sting of the plant now burning my skin. "Sir?" I began and looked towards him. "Funny, you look more like a wet dog" I could see the slight annoyance growing in his eyes. "With quite the mouth" One of his men spoke up. "Let me guess" I spoke in amusement. "you were thinking I was this.. good little girl who would let people touch me?" As I finished I could see his boss willing to play along but it was quickly replaced by the hate, he had for the things coming from my mouth. "You will be once I'm done with you" He spoke as he looked directly into my direction. "How is your man doing?" I asked in referral to when they first found my place, I was pulled up to my feet as I quickly worked on freeing my hands. The thought of how they invaded my home, sent it up in flames echoed through my thoughts. I felt my messy ponytail being pulled back, I watched him walk around his desk and I could almost instantly.. figure out what he planned to do.
In one swift move the ropes snapped and I caught his wrist inches from my cheek, he had raised his hand to me in an attempt to back hand me for my words. "I wouldn't.. do that if I were you" With even the smallest squeeze I could snap his wrist and then his arm, constantly, for the next few minutes I had the thought of what his men did to me on replay. Hell, the blood was still stained on my fitted jean, but how could anyone possibly tell.. with all the other wounds? "It's.." he began as he thought on what to say. "going to be fun having you around" He finished as I let him go.
I already hated him and that was without a doubt even as I sit here in the doctors office. "You really are something aren't you?" The doctor laughed. "Well.. I'm glad you find me funny"
"I'm messing with you" He said as picked up my cream file.
"What exactly are you doing?" I asked as his attention perked up at my file. "Just.." he began "a check.. up" and frowned before looking up and into my direction, he had worked it out from just the tests. "Were you-" I cut him off. "I don't want to talk about it"
He shook his head and closed the file "Apollo needs to know about this" That's... his name? I questioned myself and smiled slightly before snapping out of it and looking back at the doctor. "No" I began. "He doesn't need to know, he tried to hit me for god sake"
"It's his men" he stood in protest. "It's don't even know your name let alone let you tell him" It was like it just clicked. He knew I was right and he couldn't say much for it. "He.. needs to know Emily" I could see the emotion in his eyes and feel it in his tone. "No"
"If you don't tell him, I will and he won't like that it's came from me" I shook my head slightly in annoyance and frustration.
"Then don't tell him, it's that simple!"
"I'm the doctor here, one that's holding the file"
"There's a thing called patient confidentiality" He cracked a small smile at my reply but continued to stand against me on the subject. "They raped you Emily, more then once" He looked ashamed of the people he helped look after."What?" And that's when I froze..
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Billionaire vs shewolf
WerewolfWe were no longer safe in this world, we were hunted, used, abused and sold because we were a little different. We had the abilities any human could dream of, we had the power to enforce them but.. being a werewolf in the mist of the human race, it...