Painful Past
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I am dreaming. Or reliving a childhood memory for that matter. I can’t remember the last time I had a good dream. They’re always filled with the abuse and texture 1 sustain or the words of the men that hami me. My eyes are heavy, and I am so tired. I start to fade back into unconsciousness when I am hit with that comforting smell again. That forest foot. That comforting pine. He’s here. The un that was comfurting me before everything went Mack
“She’s been out four days Eric, is there something more we call do to speed her healing up?”
“I’ve got bet on nutrition, and she’s put on a few pounds. Her blood work showed an extremely high amount of wolfchase. She should be dead with the amount that was in her body. Not to mention she was in renal failure. Her vitals are stable now and she’s been showing signs of arousal to stimolas mgnitively. I think the wolfsbane was used to keep her wolf suppressed. I don’t think her wulf abandoned her. Her brain scans support that theory. However, I wouldn’t know if she’s ever shifted before or how long it will take to get all the poison out of her system, but I think when it’s out, we may be able to help her reach her wolf, Thane.”
I can hear a conversation happening around me, but I can’t get my eyes open. Aramana didn’t leave. She didn’t abandon met I knew by the bitter taste of the shitty porridge they were drugging me. I just didn’t know with what I want to open my eyes. I want to ask questions, but I am so afraid. These are men. This is an alpha. He may smell amazing and comforting, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t dangerous, but why would he rescue me and take care of me if he was dangerous? I am so confused, and I’m not sure what I should do, but I know that I can’t make any decision without waking up first. My eyes hurt and are heavy, but I can feel myself rolling them around under my eyelids. It’s hard, but it’s progress.
“Her heart rate is elevating, and I can see her eyes moving, I think she can hear us, Thane.”
“Little wolf? Can you hear us in there? Can you open your eyes. for us? I’m sure you have a lot of questions like we do, but we need you in the clinic here in my pack. Eric our healer and been taking care of you, but it’s time for you to wake up for us.”
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I slowly try to lift my lids. I managed to get them half way up, but everything is blurry. “That’s it. Keep going, keep blinking for us. You’re doing it. Good girlTM Those words of praise 1 can clearly see coming for the most gorgeous shifter I have ever seen in my life. He is Heaning over my bed, my tiny hand resting inside his giant, calloused one. He has short black hair that is longer on top and styled messy, olive toned skin, a short–trimmed beard from a few days of missed shaving, strong jaw line, straight nose, long eye lashes, high cheek bones, and the starkest green eyes that make me feel like he can see right into my soul. They remind me of the forest he smells like. He slowly smiles when my eyes are fully open, and he has dimples to go with his boyish smile. It should be illegal how gorgeous this alpha is
“Hello there little wolf. I am Thane Knight, of the Midnight Pack of La Plata and this over here is Erie, one of our healers.” I slowly turn my head to the left and see a man standing next to my bed. He has beautiful blue eyes and messy blonde hair and muscles all over. He too is gorgeous. Is everyone in this pack beautiful?
“You gave me quite the scare when you came in here. Your labs were terrible; you are full of poison and severely dehydrated and malnourished. I’m glad you are awake. You have been out four days.” Eric states to me.
“What is your name?” Thane asks and 1 quickly get nervous, my mind racing a million miles an hour with thoughts. Do I tell them? I can’t trust them. I don’t know them. Does it even matter if they know? If I start talking again, are they going to hurt me just so they can hear me? If I don’t, will they hurt me because I won’t?
“It’s okay little wolf, you don’t have to tell us right now, but it would make things easier for us.” Thane encourages me, but I stare blankly at him. I just can’t bring myself to do it. “Can you speak?” I slowly shake my head “no.” Not an outright lie, but partial truth.
“Can you write?” I stare at him in his deep green eyes. They have flecks of deep brown through them. A color I have never seen before. I have a moment of bravery. A sliver, but it’s there and I decided to go for it. I slowly sit up, and push myself back in the bed, drawing my knees up and hugging myself for comfort. The loss of his touch when I move my hand has me feeling conflicted, which is confusing itself. I slowly nod my head “yes”
“Be right back.” Eric states and be quickly leaves the room, leaving me alone with the alpha. I look back over at him, and he is staring at me. A neutral, slightly inquisitive expression on his face. Almost like he’s trying to piece information together or figure out a puzzle. He quietly studies me; I do the same
to him
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Fainful Past
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“Take your time, I know that you’ve been through a lot, and you are afraid, but we really do want to help you, and we also need you in helpi statement confuses me slight What help could that possibly want from me? I take a deep breath, grab the pencil and write “My came to Ay I
“Ayle.” He quietly whispers like it’s a relief to hear it. He smiles those dimples at me, and I felt myself blushing. There is no way I can hide it,
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he notices, because he smiles bigger. “Ayla, 1 want to ask you some difficult questions, only a few right now if you think you are up for it. We cin time. There are no right or wrong answers, and I will not be upset in any way If you quilt antering. Are we clear?” I nod my head “yes” and wills that, Eric steps out of the room.
“Ayla, how many months ago were you taken?” I look down at my paper and write “What year is it?”
“Year? it is still 2024, I bring that paper back to myself and mentally count. 10 years. It has been 10 years since I was taken. That means I am 24 years old, I can’t explain it, but that revelation makes me smile. I quickly write my answer and show him. He, however, is not smiling. He looks shocked. His mouth hangs slightly open, his eyebrows I swear, hit his hairline. “You were kidnapped 10 years ago? 10 YEARS? 1 smile at him and quickly write “I am happy to know this. I’ve been wondering how old I really was. Now I know, I’m 24′′
He closes his mouth and stares at me. His eyes darting back and forth across my face. He quickly looks down to the floor, his hands now made into fist on his thighs and a low growl starting in his chest. He looks up at me and his eyes start to faintly flash gold, then back to green. His wolf must be surging for some reason, and I start to panic. I bring my legs back up and scoot as far back in the bed as I can. He looks up at me and his expression is a mix of rage. and sadness. “It’s okay little woll You aren’t doing anything wrong or could you. I am just having a hard time wrapping my head around you in that dungeon that long. My wolf is not happy at the moment. I think need to step out for a while and let you rest. I know this is a lot for you and you did noch a good job. I will have Eric came back here and talk with you. Maybe he can get some mal food into you today, but you should rest. I will be back later to carry on this conversation I promise. Okay?”
I quickly nod “yes” and he follows it up with “Good girl” and heads out of my room. Did I make him angry? I know he said I didn’t, but I can’t trust that Maybe I shouldn’t have told him anything. What if he thinks I am too damaged to stay here? Too much work. Maybe I should start thinking about how I can get out of here. I pull the covers up over my shoulder and stare into the corner. I hear the thoughts like they are screaming at me,
“You are damaged goods.” “They don’t want to help you; they want you gone.” I close my eyes and let out a shaky breath. Maybe I need to get out of here,
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so far a good story!
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Her behavior seems off for someone held in captivity and severely abused for 10 years
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