Semua Bab The Lycan Legacy: Bab 1 - Bab 10

ROSALIEThat was three years ago. Three years. Even as I stare at my reflection I can still recall every awful minute. When I shut my eyes, when I sleep, I see more, more moments, when Silas had abuse me, when he’d raped me, when he’d beaten me just for the fun of it.I should be over it. I should have moved on. I’d escaped. I was technically free of him but the ghost of what he’d done still lingered in my peripheries.I’d spent my first six months of my captivity in and out of hospital. Not because he’d beaten me, although he had, but he’d decided to ‘improve’ me. To enhance me. To change my body into his ideal woman. My breasts had been enhanced to a ridiculous size that didn’t fit my body, my legs had been liposuctioned, I’d been surgically altered in so many ways and worst of all, he’d had my two lower ribs removed giving me an impossible hourglass figure that made me resemble more of a sand timer than a human being. He’d bleached my hair, turning it from strawberry blonde to pero

I lie for hours, in the dark, too scared to move. It’s all over. All of it. My freedom, my dreams, my life. Silas is going to make me pay for this. He’s going to hurt me worse than ever.I can feel the tears streaming down my face. I can’t even control it, I can’t stop if I wanted too. I’ve spent the best part of a year hiding, running, fleeing every shadow, every hint of him and just when I was starting to believe I might have really escaped he’s pulled me right back.I can hear the music from the radio. I can hear the three Wolves joking and laughing. They’re going to get a good reward for this. A big reward.I kick out against the back in anger and someone yells at me. I do it again and the car screeches to a stop. The trunk is opened and one of the Wolves is snarling. He grabs my head slamming it into the metal so hard I pass out.When I come round I don’t know how long I’ve been in the trunk. My body feels so cold, my muscles feel stiff and my head is killing me. I groan in pain

“You’re sure that’s her?” Someone asks.I’ve been dragged out of the cell, dragged to a new room, a bigger room. One with lights. And three Wolves are all focused on me as I kneel staring at the concrete floor. Trying to ignore their gazes, trying not to react.My wrists are bound but they freed my legs. I guess I should be grateful for small mercies.A Wolf looks at me then at the photo in his hand. “How can this be the same person?” He snaps.“Look at her eyes. It’s the same eyes.” One of the others states.“Well, I would if the damn bitch would look up.” Photo Guy snaps.The other man sighs, walking over to me and grasps my face to force me to look up. I grit my teeth snapping my eyes shut, refusing to cooperate.“Open your eyes, bitch.” He growls pinching my skin so tightly it hurts.“It’s the same scent too.” The third Wolf states. “I’d know her scent anywhere.”“You’re sure?” Photo Guy asks.“Yeah. I worked with them remember. I was part of their pack for long enough.” He spits

He stands over me. Towers over me.I want to reach up so desperately and twist my fingers through his hair but fear, or nervousness, or something I can’t define, stops me.I can hear his breath, I can feel it as it hits my skin. It’s hot and it sends goosebumps through me.He leans down, scooping me up and I practically melt into his hold.“Little dove,”Even that pet name sounds more enticing, more sensuous.And the way he kisses me, the way his tongue is delving into my mouth, it drives me wild.I grind against him. I don’t even realise I’m doing it but my hips are rocking back and forth and I can feel beneath the fabric of his pants, that he’s hard.All that pent up longing erupts inside me, all that desperate need for pleasure explodes.He isn’t even touching me, he hasn’t done anything but hold my body against his and yet it feels enough.I moan. I gasp. I writhe against him, feeling as my very blood begs for more, as it pleads for it.“Rosalie…” the way he says my name, the way

I hear footsteps. It’s been so long since anyone has come down here beyond just delivering food that I fear whatever this is. Whatever’s coming.The door smashes open making such a sound that I cover my ears.I push my body against the wall, force myself into the corner but Eustace has already grabbed me and yanked me out making all my attempts to stop him feel more than futile.He holds my arm so painfully and pulls me along. We go up the stairs, along the corridor and out the door. We pass no one, not a single person man or Wolf.The air is freezing outside and I gasp in shock as it hits me. Eustace throws me a look as if to say ‘shut up’. I drop my gaze. I know what’s happening, that he’s taking me somewhere to hand me over. To give me back.He picks me up and dumps me in the back of a van slamming the doors shut and I shiver against the cold metal sides as we drive off.It’s over.My escape. My freedom.When these doors open I know exactly who is going to be waiting for me. I can’