17. The Hunter Becomes The Hunted

-Katherine-

I need therapy. A full 24 hours of therapy and ECT because of all the filthy dreams I’ve been having about my captor.

It’s been two weeks since I last saw Gabriel; I don’t even see him going in or out of the estate. Valentine’s visits have become less frequent, too, and it makes me wonder what’s going on. Not to mention that I’ve seen werewolves running around the estate during the day, and once or twice I saw Lycans.

For some reason, I thought this was because my father had sent someone for me, but even that hope was stifled as the days passed. I’m not sure why I’m still expecting him to come for me and why I still hope he does, even after I found out the awful things about him.

I suppose that a part of me refuses to believe that my father could do anything as awful as what I’ve been told. I mean… he raised me and made certain that I turned into the hunter I am today. When I think back to my parent’s relationship, I don’t remember arguments or them being unhappy.

So