Chapter Six - Rosalie

I’m back in my cell. I’m shaking worse than ever and my head has a dull aching throb that I can’t shake. It’s freezing. I’m still in just my t-shirt and knickers.

A tiny flap in the door opens and someone slides a tray in. I guess my eyes have adjusted to the darkness because I can see well enough to crawl over and get it. I can smell the food. I’m so hungry I don’t even care what it is. I scoff it down, burning my mouth, burning my throat. I barely even taste it.

When I’m done, I push the tray back and then crawl to where the mattress is. I’m exhausted. My body aches so badly and all I keep thinking about is the fact the Alpha Twins have me and that soon they’re going to hand me back. Back to Silas.

I lie down, feeling the springs dig into my bones and for a second I swear I hear a noise. A click. I glance up and realise it’s coming from the camera. That someone is watching me right this second. I scowl rolling over, turning my back.

They’re treating me like a dog. Like some piece of vermin though I know this is nothing compared to what Silas will do once he has me back.

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I wake to the sound of footsteps. I’ve been in this cell, locked away for days now. No one has visited me. No one has even bothered to check on me beyond the food trays and the camera that I know someone is monitoring.

They’re getting near. Each step echoes so loudly and from the sounds of it there’s more than one person. I sit up. My fear is ripping through me. This is it, isn’t it? They’re going to hand me over. To get rid of me.

I feel the tears falling before I can stop them and I’m trembling so much it’s hard to sit still.

The door opens and I stare up, squinting as the light pours in. There’s two of them. Both staring at me. I don’t recognise either and for a second that throws me off.

One walks in, grabs me by hair and drags me out as I scream.

He drags me back through the corridor, back up the stairs and out into what look like the gardens. The air is warm, it’s like a cool summer’s breeze outside despite the freezing temperature of what the cell had been.

I’m shoved to the ground and I groan as my knees take the impact. A group of men surround me. All of them Wolves. I shudder, cowering, staring at the ground. I don’t know what they want. I don’t know why I’m here. I expected Silas to be here. For his men to be here too but they’re not. I don’t know any of these men.

“Filthy little human whore.” One of them spits and I flinch as his saliva just misses my thigh.

Another grabs me, pulling me back up. “Let’s see what makes her worth all that money.” He says as the others jeer.

I squirm, trying to get out his grasp. Another Wolf steps in front of me grabbing the collar of my t-shirt and rips it off me.

I shake my head, I know what they’re going to do now. What this is. The Alpha Twin’s Pack has always been a rival to Silas’s Pack. That’s what they see me as too. A rival. Nothing but a slut who’s whored herself out for all she can get. I guess on paper that’s exactly what I am.

My breath is coming so fast, my chest is heaving and they’re all staring at my breasts as if they’ve never seen a pair of tits before.

“A million bucks is a lot of money for just a human.” Someone mutters.

“She must really know how to suck good for that.” Another says and they laugh.

“What do you reckon it feels like to fuck a million dollar cunt huh?” Someone else says.

I’m struggling now, trying to get free. I can hear my whimpers. I sound pathetic.

Someone rips my bra off and I quickly cover myself with my hands, pressing my bound wrists against myself and huddling over as if I can somehow hide myself from these men. These Wolves.

They jeer at me. “Dance bitch. Show us what Silas’s money is worth.” A Wolf growls pushing me into the centre and I stumble falling to my knees. I can’t put my hands out to stop myself and I end up landing awkwardly on the grass.

“Looks like she’s all ready for us.” Someone comments grabbing my legs and yanking them apart even as I kick out and try to shove them off.

A Wolf is on top of me, his huge body is pushing down on mine and I scream. My legs are kicking out under him and he laughs grabbing my arms, trying to wrench them away from my breasts.

“Show us what you’ve got bitch.” He spits but even as he does, we all hear a growl.

It’s loud. Possessive. Horrifying. My skin erupts in goosebumps and my stomach drops in fear. I don’t need to look to know who made that noise. I know it’s Alpha Aeron. I don’t know how, but I just do. The Wolf on me turns just as Aeron collides with him. Only Aeron isn’t a man anymore. He’s transformed. He’s all Wolf now. All beast. He rips the other Wolf’s throat out with his jaws before turning and fixing his eyes on the others.

They’re the ones pleading now. Begging for mercy but Aeron snarls and in quick movements he attacks them. Two are stupid enough to think they can fight. They transform into their beasts. Only their wolves are smaller, so much smaller. They look like tiny dogs compared to the massive bulk of Aeron. He snaps at them and their snarls fill the air.

I can’t watch. I look away petrified and my eyes land on my torn top. I crawl over grabbing it and use it to better cover myself. I don’t want any of these arseholes seeing me.

A shadow falls on me and I cry out staring up into the same chocolate brown eyes as before. It’s Alpha Cain. Apparently, he’s decided to join the party.

“What are you doing, Little Dove?” He asks and I shake my head. It’s like I don’t have a voice around them, like I’m too scared to even speak.

He picks me up, holding me to his body and I gasp as my skin erupts in waves of heat.

Aeron growls whipping his head around in our direction. His Wolf is so black. It’s darker than anything I’ve ever seen but his eyes, they’re the same piercing blue as always.

I flinch under his gaze and he tilts his head before suddenly he’s no longer a wolf, he’s a man again. Standing right in front of us. Completely, unashamedly naked. My eyes widen in alarm and my face flushes to bright red. He’s so muscular, his body looks like he spends every minute of every day in the gym, working out. His left arm is heavily tattooed and it continues the whole way up across his shoulder and chest. I don’t dare look down below his chest. I keep my eyes deliberately away from what I’ve no doubt is his impressively sized appendage.

He’s smirking. He must think I’m checking him out the way I’m running my eyes over him and I blush even more and look away. I have too. This man is too much.

Eustace runs up between us.

“What the hell was this?” Aeron snarls.

“I’m so sorry, Alpha Aeron. The guards they must have…”

“I don’t give a shit what they must have done. I said no one was to touch her. I meant no one.” Aeron barks.

Eustace bows low, submitting his head to him.

Aeron looks at his brother and it feels like they’re communicating, like they’re saying something without speaking out loud.

Cain lets out a small growl and Aeron growls back louder in return.

Cain bows his head as if he too is submitting and then he turns, carrying me back inside.

He carries me to my cell and puts me down delicately on the mattress. I watch as he disappears half shocked that they’re going to leave me like this. I’m not wearing anything but my knickers, the only thing giving me any sort of dignity right now is my torn top.

But then what did I expect? That they would treat me with respect? With care? I’m a human. I’m worthless in all their eyes. I turn my face away trying not to cry but the tears still escape me.

It feels even colder in the cell now and I’m shivering despite my best efforts not too. I wonder how could it would need to be for hypothermia to kick in. I guess that would be as good a way to go as any, curled up, in the darkness. A neat fuck you to all of them by dying before they could hand me back.

I hear more footsteps as my body freezes. Cain opens the door and walks back in. He’s carrying what looks like clothes in one hand, a knife in the other.

My eyes widen in fear and I whimper trying to get away but he shushes me.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” He murmurs pulling my wrists away from my body with such strength I can’t fight him and thank god the remnants of my top stay up.

He cuts the rope and puts the knife aside. I can’t meet his eyes. I don’t dare too. He grabs the clothes he’s brought, it’s a jumper by the looks of it and he pulls it over my head before letting me put my arms in the sleeves. It feels so soft, I think it might be cashmere and I want to let out a moan at the feel of it against my skin but I bite it back. I still feel so vulnerable. I don’t have a bra on and I know without looking that my nipples are poking right through.

Cain can see them too and he stares at them for longer than is reasonable. I want to kick him. To hit him. To make him look away but there’s nothing I can do but sit here and endure it.

He picks up what looks like sweatpants. They’re far too long but I’m not complaining. He holds them for me to put on as if I’m some sort of invalid that can’t dress myself.

I glare at him then remember exactly who it is I’m glaring at and I look away fearful that he’s going to hurt me, that he’s going to punish me but he doesn’t seem to react beyond a chuckle. Apparently, my fear is amusing to him.

“Are you trying to be fierce now?” He asks softly and I shake my head. I don’t want him to think that I’m fighting him. That I’m fighting them. I want them to think I’m being obedient or else they’re going to hurt me more.

When I’m covered, he grabs my wrists examining where the rope has cut them and then he looks at my right hand. The bandage is still covering the bruising from where I’d punched that Wolf all those days ago though my skin has turned a purply black now.

“What happened here Little Dove?” He asks. I narrow my eyes pulling my hand away and start trembling again.

This whole thing feels so intimate, so personal. I don’t understand why he’s treating me like this, why he is here and why he keeps calling me that name.

His eyes glaze over, just for a second, and then he sighs looking at me.

“Get some rest.” He says standing up and walking out the door.

I watch him leave. Watch the door shut behind him and the cell fills once more with darkness.

I listen to every miniscule sound. I can’t even help it. It’s like my senses are all tuned into it. I keep seeing that moment playing out in my mind. Aeron attacking the other Wolves, attacking members of his own pack for me.

You see I’ve figured this out now. I’ve figured it all out. I’m a bargaining chip to these two Alphas. They’re going to hand me over to Silas, hand me right back and in exchange, they’ll get a princely sum. A million bucks, that’s what one of the Wolves had said. Apparently, that was the price Silas was willing to pay to get me back.

My new clothes are warmer, more covering and I guess in that I should be happy. I tuck my hands into the sleeves and as I curl up I breathe in the most incredible smell. It’s intoxicating, alluring. It makes my head spin and my body feel drunk. I shut my eyes wondering if I’m going mad and slowly, I drift off to sleep.