Chapter 8

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Heather wakes up with an aching head. She tries to bring a hand up to her temple but her body wont respond.

Shii....take mushrooms, she thinks.

She tries to speak but all she manages is a groan. She swallows hard and listens. She doesn't hear any movement.

Am I alone? Were they dumb enough to leave me alone? she wonders.

Slowly she manages to open her eyes and then surveys her surroundings. She can't see far through the dim light. But it seems to be a small metallic room with almost no furniture. Just one chair and the table that she was strapped onto.

Seriously this is NOT a Si-fi movie. She thinks to herself rolling her eyes. Then she tries to move her body and realizes she can't move an inch. Her breathing gets faster as fear kicks in. Ever since Heather was young she hated feeling restricted in more ways than one. She closes her eyes and tries to breathe deeply. Then she quietly tarts singing to herself in a melodious voice so unlike the usual rough Heather.

                                             "Red like Roses

                                              Fills my dreams

                                             And brings me to the place you rest.

                                              White is cold and always yearning

                                              Burdened by a royal test

                                              Black the best descends from shadows

                                              Yellow beauty burns

                                              GOLD"

When she finishes Ashley's face appears in her mind bright and smiling and then a figure facing away from her in a flowing white cape. Heather shakes her head as the images disappear.

"Gotta learn to control that," she mutters. She then hears the door open and turns her head to face the door. Raven stands there with the Alpha flanked by a woman with wild red hair and a scar through her right eye. Her left eye shows emerald like eyes that seem to draw you in. A man stands next to her. His eyes the same shade of green and hair the same fiery red.

Siblings, she thinks her heart twinges painfully realizing how much she would give up to see her family right now.

"So the mighty Heather brought to her knees before the bandits a wolves," Raven says walking toward her slowly. "You fight like your mother," she snarls.

"Thanks for the compliment but ya see I don't see me whimpering in front of you. Maybe if you untie me.." she says with a smirk.

"Ha, you wont ever change. And you shouldn't take it as a compliment." Raven says." She was weak and that why she DEAD!" she spits out.

"No she wasn't you bitch!" Heather screams. "She was strong! Stronger than YOU will EVER be!" Heather struggles against her bindings.

I'm gonna punch her face in! she yells in her mind.

"Impulsive fool," Raven mutters.

"Why do you toy with her?" as the Alpha."Just take off her restraints and lets go."

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