Tame Me

t w e n t y

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Adam's POV:

I couldn't help but be worried. Burgundy said she would text me later. It's one in the morning and still no text or call. I told myself I wouldn't fall asleep until I heard her voice. I blinked away my weariness and got up to make another cup of coffee. I had texted and called her too many times to count. Why isn't she responding?! my brain screamed at me. Finally, at three in the morning, I had to come to terms with myself.

Something is seriously wrong.

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Burgundy's POV:

You know, the surprise factor really helps in trying to abduct someone.

I was sitting in the trunk of a car, I assume, with a big bruise on the top of my head because he hit me hard with the handle of his butcher knife as soon as I tried to attack him. I could've taken him, but being weaponless gave me a big setback.

Being stuffed in the back of a trunk sucked.

 

I had nodded off, but once the car rolled to a stop, I was wide awake. I heard some shuffling, then the back of the trunk was opened, revealing the guy that had abducted me. He smiled. "Hope you're comfortable." then he laughed. I swallowed back my retort. I didn't want my attitude to get in the way of me being able to live. My nameless attacker picked me up in his arms and carried my in the dark into a house. When we got inside, he flipped on the lights and set me on the couch. He took some shoelaces out of his pocket and started to tie my wrists. "You know," he began, "I'm surprised you are not struggling more. You don't really remind me of a wimp."

 

I felt my anger began to rise. He's just trying to get a reaction out of you, I thought, keep your head, you want to stay alive. Beginning to tie another set of shoelaces out of his pocket, he spoke up again, "Well, now that I figures out that you're not the hot-headed woman I thought you were, it might not be as enjoyable to make love to you."

I shot up on the couch. "The hell you are! I'm not having sex with you!" His eyes sparkled evilly. "Ahh, there she is." Shit. He got you. He tied the knot harshly and stood up, towering over me. He reared his hand back and slapped me hard. I tasted blood in my mouth. Then, I started to feel horrible. The temperature in the room started to heat up painfully and my head started to pound. My mouth went dry and my hands started to shake. My ears started to buzz and my vision went white. I started to scream, but I couldn't hear it.

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Kidnapper's POV:

"What the fuck is wrong with her?" I murmured to Jeanne. Her eyes got really wide. "Oh no, oh no. I screw up everything." She murmured, shoving her head into her hands. "What?" I screamed at her, shaking her shoulders. "What did you do?" She looked at me, her mascara smudged. "I forgot to tell you, Nicholas. You know how I told you she's a werewolf? Nicholas, she met her mate two weeks ago. She's finally gone into heat."