Sorry guys i have been really busy with the hospital and all. There was an accident with my cousin and what not, so i haven't been able to upload that is why the last chapter was so short. Sorry, but i am back now. I love you all!!!!
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Cara's POV
A damp must, scent hit my nose. My foggy head spun around trying to focus on anything. My head was to groggy to realize where i was or who was near me.
PUNCH! "Glad your awake." My father's voice rang in my ears, as the force of the punch made me have a quick realization. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, forcing my eyes to focus on the built body in front of me. There was no one besides him and me, in the old moldy basment at home. I had recognized it due to the fact that there were trunks of mom's old stuff, empty beer bottles scattering the floor, and the scent of dried blood, my old dried blood, from when he first started abusing me.
"You don't know how terribly i missed you." SMACK! his voice was lined with venom, and i felt all of my nerves collapse over themselves. I curled up and whimpered. Only provoking him.
"Please st-top." My voice cracked and was an in audible whisper. He let out a scratchy rumbling laugh that made me tremble with fear.
"Why should I?" Before i could answer i felt his heavy combat boots connect with my ribs. My wolf howled in pain and i let a piercing scream that even made him cover his ears. My newly healed ribs crushed.
He slapped me again to make me shut up. I quickly shut my mouth whimpering. I was used to the smell of blood, but it still shocked me how much it hurt. All of my old stitches opened up, and new slits were begining to form. All i could do was let him wail on me.
I heard a faint call. No, it was in my head. I looked outside it was now dark. When i first woke up it was broad day light. He has been at it for about six hours now. No surprise. I can't run away from the thing i fear most.
The call became even louder in my head. My wolf perked up slightly. I knew that Blake was in range.
"Blake!!! Blake please!!! Help me!!!!" I kept calling out in my head hoping he would hear me.
"Cara!?!? Omigod Where are you? Im gonna kill who ever did this....." I cut him off.
"Please you have to hurry..... I am going to die... I am getting weaker... he is still hurting me...." I felt a sudden tiredness come over my body. I struggled to stay awake long enough for Blake to come. The last thing i heard before the darkness took me was his fear coated "I love you." Then i fell into a darkness that i wasn't even sure i would wake up from.
Blake's POV
"NOOOOOOOO!!!" I screamed i couldn't believe what she was saying. Along with the rest of my pack. I ran towards her home. Well, what used to be her home. I wasn't going to let her die. Not at all. My wolf told me to be angry at Ethan, but he has been through alot and i knew he was only protecting our family.
Everyone didn't question my rage, or my desperation to get to where they knew we were going.
I felt my feet pound against the earth. I could smell her, but it was very faint. I let my wolf take over long ago. He could run faster than me, and get there quicker. I was willing to resort to anything now to get her back.
Ethan being so young was keeping up surprisingly better than the rest of them. The others were out of breath, and me and him were barley winded.
I didn't know how long it has been when she stopped talking, but every second i couldn't hear her voice, the more scared and furious i got. I couldn't help, but imagining her small frame crumpled on the ground, knocked out cold, bleeding, with a large stronger man over her, practically killing her. Every second i thought of it i ran faster, and so did the others. Being away from her smell, touch, her voice, was killing me on the inside, and i couldn't help it.
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WerewolfCara Wilson is the definition of bad luck. No matter what she does or how she tries to fix something it always somehow seems to turn on her. Be it her family, her love life, or the fact that everything was decided for her it was never for the better...