Kidnapped... Sort Of (Book I) {Editing Complete}

Surprising Saviors

Chapter 19

~Grace's P.O.V~

I woke up on what felt like sand. I got up and looked around to see that I was in a tent.

I panicked when I saw someone enter the tent, it was that guy.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Relax Grace, I'm Connor, and you are in this tent for your own good."

"Really, how is keeping me in this tent away from Elijah any safer?" I asked.

"With you gone they will declare war, something I have wanted for so long." He smiled a devilish smile.

I gave him a confused look, "I wasn't going to leave you with the werewolves because then Elijah would find you and that would be too easy and it wouldn't last as long. But now that you are here, Elijah with look for you there and when he doesn't find you Jax, the alpha, will not have a clue why he is looking for you there.

"And then it will start this big fight and people will die. See, it is a really good plan." He smiled at me.

I got up and ran after him, "You monster! I swear if Eli gets hurt I will-" he grabbed my hands and twisted them over my head causing me to turn around, my back against his chest.

"You'll what?" He whispered in my ear.

I squirmed trying to get out of his grip. I had nothing to say.

"That is what I thought. What happens to Elijah is now in the fate of the werewolves, not me."

He let me go and pushed me to a plastic window in the tent. I saw Eli on his knees, Jax in front of him, in his werewolf form.

Eli's shoulder was bleeding and it wasn't healing.

I screamed but we were too far for anyone to hear. We were in the lining of the woods, no one would be able to see us or hear us.

"Why isn't he healing?!" I yelled on the verge of tears.

"He needs werewolf blood." He answered.

I ran for the tent door but Connor grabbed me and threw me to the ground. "Ah, ah, ah. You can't leave."

I rolled up in a ball and began to cry. I can't lose Eli.

Connor came to my side and rubbed my arm, "Don't cry." He said sincerely.

I backed away from his touch, "Get away from me!" I screamed.

He lifted his hands in surrender, "Okay, but listen, I don't want you to get hurt. Just maybe a few people out there."

"If you don't want me to get hurt then go save Elijah!" I yelled. "You are a werewolf so just give him your blood!"

"It's harder than it sounds."

I wiped away the remaining tears, "How so?"

"Well the reason I am not with the rest of the pack is because I ran away, I was tried of being controlled by Jax and my grandmother, Kathy. She was nice of course, because my parents died but in a way she still controlled me. I would be killed if I went back, this pack isn't fond of traitors."

"Wow, so you did all of this because you weren't having your way? That's childish if you ask me." But then I realized, I was kind of like him. I wanted to run away from my mom because I wasn't being treated fairly in my eyes.

In all honesty I would love to go back home. I miss Grant, and surprisingly my mom.

"I'm twenty two, I don't want to be told what to do."