4

I woke up to a sharp pain in my abdomen, it felt as if my abdomen was literally on fire. I let out a pained cry as I toppled to the ground, curling up in a ball. Any concerns about my bones flew out the window the moment the fire like pain increased. I started to sweat and pant, tears stinging my eyes as I refused to let them fall. My claws came out as I started to claw at my abdomen, the blood soaking my shirt. It felt as if hours went by until it stopped, leaving me breathless and weak. My vision blurred and that beeping noise sounded, it wasn't long until I completely blacked out.

When I woke up again there was sun shining through the cell window, causing me to wince at the light. I slowly pulled myself up, realizing that my bones didn't hurt. I sighed in relief, at least the vile helped with that. I leaned against the wall, too weak to stand and walk. I closed my eyes and swallowed, feeling sick from just moving a little. What in the world was that?

I snapped my head up as someone unlocked the cell door and a guard stepped in. It was the same guard from yesterday, he gave me a concerned look as he knelt beside me.

"What happened?" he questioned.

I stared at him for a moment, "My abdomen felt as if it was on fire and I guess I clawed it." I sighed, tired.

He furrowed his eyebrows and lifted my shirt, after checking on it he sighed. "I'm going to get you a new shirt, how are your bones?"

"Healed."

"Good."

Before he could leave I grabbed his wrist, my grip wasn't strong at all, but he stopped anyway. He turned and knelt again, his eyes urging me to say something. "Why are you and whoever gave me that vile, helping me?" I questioned.

He gave me a sad smile, "Because she doesn't want you feeling any pain. Sadly, the pain in your abdomen...she has no choice when it comes to that. She's trying to figure out a way to free you, but right now he's not listening."

"He?"

"Alpha Hades."

I swallowed, "Oh."

He got up and left, closing the door behind him. I leaned the back of my head against the wall, my hair still soaked from sweat. Whoever this woman is, why is she trying to help me? I don't know anyone outside of my pack and I know for a fact no one inside of my old pack switched to here. I shook my head, this is all too confusing for my exhausted mind. I snapped my head up when the door swung open again, revealing the guard and a girl around my age behind him.

"This is my younger sister, Anna, she's going to help you change your shirt." he explained. "You're far too weak to do it yourself, no offense."

I gave him a thankful smile as he handed the shirt to his sister and left. Anna smiled warmly at me and knelt in front of me. Her eyes held sorrow as she studied me.

"You know, she's trying her hardest right now. You'll hopefully be free soon." she whispered.

"Who is she?"

"I can't tell you."

I was frustrated, but I didn't show it. Instead, I listened to every order Anna gave me as she helped me change my shirt. Once I was changed I slumped onto the bed and laid down, my vision becoming blurry again.

"Rest." she urged as she patted my shoulder and then left.

I closed my eyes, welcoming the darkness.

When I woke up again there was food waiting for me, but I didn't have an appetite. I felt sick just looking at it; with everything that had happened and is happening, it's taking its toll on me. I'm now getting headaches, my stomach is burning, I'm losing weight and my wolf isn't able to talk to me. I closed my eyes and allowed the tears to fall, unable to hold in my emotions. I sobbed hard, my body shaking violently from the cries. Tears soaked my hands and my face, any hair that was near my eyes was now sticking to my face as well.

I stopped myself from continuing after a while, I felt completely empty. My heart hurt from the second rejection of my life and I was determined to make this one the last. If there is such a thing as a third chance mate, then I'm just going to run away from him. My first two mates hate me, my own family loathes me and my mother left because of me. I stared at the ground, why am I even alive still? I have nothing to live for, no one wants me here.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I looked up to see a guard popping his head in, his eyes holding concern. Why are these guards being nice to me? Every single day I hear them torture other prisoners, yelling things at them and whipping them or beating them. Why am I so different? Is it because of her?

I swallowed and nodded my head, "Yes."

I knew he didn't believe me, he seemed like he wanted to argue, but I gave him an irritated look. I wasn't irritated with him, I was only annoyed with myself. He sighed and nodded, closing the door behind him. I let out a sigh and rested the side of my head on the cold wall. I licked my lips, my mouth dry. I shook my head, I don't even have the strength to go over to grab the water bottle. I don't deserve it anyways, all I do is ruin peoples' lives.

That night the pain happened again, this time I bit my lip so I wouldn't cry. I clawed my abdomen, the blood soaking my second shirt as well. I didn't stop until I felt someone pinning me down, ordering me to stop. I let out a strangled cry, begging for them to stop it. To stop all this damn pain. Mentally and physically.

"Why can't someone just stop hurting me!?" I cried out, tears rolling down my cheeks.

Whoever was holding me was stunned by my strength, I was able to get out of their grip and claw my abdomen again. Once again they tried pinning me down, but I refused. I started to kick and snap, my canines showing as I partially shifted. My wolf howled in pain, trying her hardest to protect us. I didn't hurt whoever it was, I only continued to claw myself.

The pain spread from my abdomen to my stomach and so did my claw marks. I clawed anywhere the pain was, making myself weaker from the blood loss. When it finally stopped I went still, the only sound was my wheezing and someone panting.

"Damn, she's strong." a man whispered.

"He needs to stop, I don't understand why he hates her so much. She hasn't done anything wrong, she didn't even kill any of us when we grabbed her. She's in so much pain, how is he not feeling this?" another growled out.

"Just wait a few more days, the bond is still growing. The longer he's away from her the stronger the bond will grow, to the point it will pull him back to her."

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then Whitney is going to free her, try to convince her to accept his rejection and place her in a new pack."

Whitney? Who in the world is Whitney?

"Is Whitney going to...you know..."

"After she's free Whitney is going to go with her mate and become the Luna of the Blue Moon pack."

"Good, she deserves her mate and her mate deserves her. Hades doesn't deserve this girl though, he doesn't deserve anyone. I can't believe I'm saying this about my Alpha, but it's true. You know it is."

"I know, but you know he's had a hard past. Maybe if we can convince him that not every rogue is out to ruin whatever happiness he has, maybe he'll accept her."

"He's never going to realize it though, the sad part is...she is his key to happiness."

It was silent for a moment, I tried processing all of their conversation but my mind was a mess. I then heard a gasp.

"He needs to touch her."

"He already did."

"No, I mean hold her and really look at her. You know how much I hated my mate until I did so...I can't even stand to see her get hurt now." the man sounded.

"How in the world are we going to get him down here?"

"I have no idea."

I slowly slipped into oblivion, their voices becoming distant as I continued to fall back into the darkness.