Mathias glowers at me with those dull, yet bright eyes and all I can do is glare back at him. The air around us crackled with electricity and a raging fire from the pit of my stomach licked the back of my throat. I was ready to spit flames at him, s...
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I'm sure my jaw is about to break. Or my teeth are going to be nubs by the time Sier kills me. She bandages up my wounds, so I don't bleed out, before making new ones. After a temper tantrum, she stormed in here, ranting and raving about how Ridley escaped thanks to Sunny and Seth, who I look over at and thank with my eyes. Sunny looks at her like this is old news, we've been here for hours. How could she not know that Ridley wasn't caught?
"I guess she's luck." Sier drawls, gripping my broken hand, I gasp at the pain. "I was going to let my men have their way with her before I kill you both."
My stomach turns in disgust and I struggle to get at her, "You cock sucking wench." I spit.
"Quite the," She squeezes my wrist, where she broke it and I wither in pain. "Mouth on you, huh?"
"Guess I'll have to change that too." She shrugs, letting go out my wrist. I breathe as my body threatens to shut down on me from the numerous things she's but or broken along with the silver table and wolfsbane soaked restraints.
Sier climbs on top of me, hovering over my body with the blade in her right hand. With one hand she grabs my chin, squeezing until I open my mouth from the burning of her hand. It feels as if she's lit a fire on my face as she lets go and my jaw stays locked in place. She grabs my tongue, causing me to realize she's going to cut out my tongue. Unable to close my mouth, I thrash, trying and failing to throw her small frame off of me.
A banging on the door around a stone wall that Sier uses to to get into this cellar stops her from cutting my tongue. She frowns, giving off the table. I breathe a sigh of relief as my tongue is spared and I can close my mouth. Sier watches the door as the pounding gets louder.
The guys of the guard begin to crowd the furthest wall of the cell, away from the door. Sunny drags Seth, who has barely moved this entire time, despite all the blood, over to the other wall. I watch as Sier holds the knife, ready to stab whoever comes through the door.
Finally, the door breaks, shattering like wood and in jumps a copper colored wolf with a scar over it's one eye. After it follows an all too familiar honey colored wolf. My heart pounds as Ridley stands there, first seeing the members in the cell. Then her eyes land on me, in my pathetic state, bloody, beaten, burned and swollen. Her eyes soften, filling with an emotion I can't dipher. She lets out a rumbling growl, that echoes off the stone walls, shocking even me.
But then I remember the blood she comes from, reminding me that she's got Alpha running through her veins. She focuses back on a cornered Sier, who has a look of desperation in her eye. Scar, the rogue, appears in human form, fully dressed. A skill only older wolves have. He slips on gloves and begins trying to free the pack members.
Ridley lunges for Sier, snapping at her. Sier jumps over the table I'm on, dropping the blade she was holding. I hear her land somewhere over my head. Then see Ridley flung into the opposite wall. I wince, pulling on my restraints as every instinct in my body screams for me to protect her.
