Chapter 22

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TW: VIOLENCE
*Evaline*

My eyes fluttered open and I suddenly felt the cold air hit me. Although grogginess was still upon me I took a look at my surroundings. From what I could see I was in a very dark and cold space which automatically seemed like a basement.

Then I realized that I was also tied to a chair. I took a few deep breathes, attempting to calm the panic swirling inside of me like a storm. Thoughts ran though my head as I attempted to figure out why I have been captured. For ransom? To kill me? To sell me on the black market as a slave in the trade? Were they human? What did they want?

Anxiety fluids my mind as the possibilities seem to be endless and all swirling my head like a whirlwind. I felt as if the world around me was spinning, and nausea from all of it.

My heart sped up as I saw a light quickly flash on, the glimpse of stairs caught my eye. Heavy footsteps was all I could hear coming my way down the stairs.

Three broad men emerged from the lit stairway and they all smirked at me. "Well look who's awake." The tallest, black haired man said in a taunting manner. I examined the three men, whom I've never seen before.

The man who spoke was taller than the other two. He had raven black hair and green eyes. He was buff and he seemed to be in his middle-late forty's. He had a taunting smirk but his voice was very monotone. Probably attempting to be intimidate me. The man on his left seemed to be the same age, he had brown hair and brown eyes. He was buff and slim, and he made sure the ropes were tight as the raven haired man stared at me. The last man seemed to be a bit younger, probably late thirties. He had dirty blonde hair and light brown eyes. He was slim with a bit of buffness to his figure.

            I stared at the men blankly, showing no fear or amusement. "Who the hell are you people?" I inquired, I have never seen these men before. I didn't know what they wanted or why they had taken me.

        The man with the raven black hair advanced towards me and he stopped within arms length. "Feisty, aren't we?" He taunted with a smirk that I wish I could wipe off. I struggled in my bonds and glared daggers into the man in front of me.

         The man only smirked at me, and he came closer to me, "You're kind of helpless, aren't you, Evaline?"

         I froze immediately as my name came out of the strangers mouth. The way he said my name sent chills down my spine.

He knew who I was.

       "How do you know me?" I retorted in shock. I've never seen any of these people before yet he knew me.
        He chuckled at my question, and he grinned, "of course I know you, Evaline Daniels, you are the daughter of the alpha."
Of course. Of course he knew me from my dad. Everyone knew my dad. 

       "Why am I here?" I asked raising an eyebrow at the men in front of me. My mind raced with possibilities as to why they kidnapped me. Money? Power? Revenge?

        "Because you're our leverage. And you're going to be a good little girl and do as we say because if you don't...." Suddenly I felt cold unfamiliar metal pressed up against my head. Yet unfamiliar, I recognized it as the barrel of a gun. "I won't hesitate to put a silver bullet through that pretty little head of yours, puppy."

        The feeling of fear ran through my veins and my blood ran cold. I simply nodded in response. A silver bullet was the only thing that could kill us. "Good now smile for the camera, puppy." The gun still pressed against my head, as one of them turned on a camera. They all put ski masks on so you couldn't identify them.

         Tears streamed down my face as I did as they said, I forced a smile and they laughed. Suddenly one of them hit me in the stomach so hard that my body fell to the ground. I gasped as another hit me in  in my side. Then again another blow came knocking the wind out of me. Then one got on top of me and he started hitting me in the face until I coughed up blood.

        They continued to take turns beating me until one of them went up to the camera and said, "good luck on finding her. She might be dead by the time you do." His tone was sickening. I coughed up some blood in the background and I looked at the camera longingly.

         The same one came up to me and suddenly he gave me a powerful kick to the head and my vision started to fade. Before I knew it, darkness came over me completely and I was gone.

***

         They beat me like that every day. Soon I didn't even know what day it was. They starved me and on rare occasion they cane down with a small portion of food and water. I was constantly beat to a pulp and left to agonize in persistent pain. I barely slept. I was so tired, and hungry. On top of it all, I think I was loosing my mind.

I was waiting for them to come for another beating and they didn't. Finally a few hours later, they came down and I gulped and i prepared myself for another beating. But to my greatest surprise, they undid all of my bindings, and lead me upstairs. The men lead me into a big van. I was very confused but I didn't fight back because I've already tried that too many times. It's worse if I do.

They started driving, and I looked out the window of the van trying to figure out where we were going. But I was so glad to be out of the binds they had me in and at least outside of where my captors held me. Sure, there was still some fear. But at least I wasn't getting beaten right now.

       We drove for so long that finally the tiredness crept upon me and I fell into a deep sleep.


       "Wake up." One of the Guys said waking me up from my deep sleep. "Get out." He ordered and I groaned then got out. One lead and the other's stayed behind me making sure I followed the leader.

            I followed them into a big house and then I heard a new dark voice, "Finally." The person hissed and i looked to see a very tall and broad man. He looked very dark and he gave me bad vibes. "You are done here." He said and then he grabbed me. The other men quickly left at his order.

      "Who the hell are you?" I hissed trying to pull my arm away but he had an iron grip. He smirked at me.

         "The Devil." He said in a taunting tone his eyes flashing a glowing red.

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