Todos los capítulos de Shattered Reality: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint. I abruptly sat up. Now where was I? My sudden movements only accentuated the painful throbbing, like someone hitting my chest with a hammer. “Hello?” I said quietly, feeling around with my hands. “Anyone the

I laid back on my cot and looked up at the dark ceiling. I couldn't really make out that many shapes and I assumed that was also concrete or brick or whatever. I let my mind wander back to Liam. I really hope he’s okay. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't. Just the thought of Liam being injured, or worse, made tears spring to my eyes. I felt so useless. Why couldn't I just keep him out of this? The cement opened and light flooded in, blinding me momentarily. I placed my hands distantly from my face, trying to block out the light but still see what is happening. A couple of silhouettes blocked some light from view, getting bigger and bigger as they closed in on me

Nathan barked furiously on the other side of the glass, his eyes going dark again and saliva sprinkling on the clear wall separating us. He jumped up on his hind legs and firmly placed both paws on the glass, leaning up against it as he barked again. He looked humongous leaned up against the glass like that. On all four paws he was the size of a small horse, but on his hind legs he was taller than a tree. “So you're communicating with him

There was a small crack in the wall, shedding some light in the room when I woke. I hoped that meant I was on the edge of the building, not next to another room. The crack let minimal light in the room, but it was still more than I had before. I looked around me to take in my surroundings now that I was a bit more rested. My determination was slowly diminishing. I don't know how long I've been here, but I know it's been a while. Every day it's the same thing. They drag me out and strap me to a chair, torture me while Nathan makes a mess on the TV screen, then right before I pass out, they send me back to try and sleep it off.

The sun had just started to peak over the horizon as we pulled up to a motel in the middle of nowhere. I was utterly exhausted, which must have been obvious with my awful driving. Regardless, every hotel I suggested along the way got me a growl from Nathan. Finally, after three hours of driving, Nathan reluctantly agreed to a hotel. I wasn't sure if it was because he actually thought it was safe or if he was starting to feel sorry or me. I pulled the grumbling machine up to the front of the hotel and cut the engine. I pushed Nathan into the backseat during the ride, overcrowded with his massive size spilling into the driver's seat. I reached back in the glove box for search of some means of paying and saw a small pile of money. Not a lot, but if spent rig