Chapter 25 - Beaten

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The voice sounded so distant but it was the  only thing I could hear clearly, fighting the blackness that threatened to take me, I strained to listen to the voice. 'Why are we in danger?' I asked the voice in my head. 'Harmony, focus, we were taken, taken from our home, our territory, our mate!' Her voice grew closer and I could hear her aggravation at my lack of fight. But at the mention of my mate and Carson I fought harder to get a grip on myself on my surroundings. Fear crept up on me as the feeling of coldness once again surrounded me. Pain filled my body and my head felt like someone was splitting it open.

'Thats it, wake up, pay attention, they are talking about us, focus Harmony!' I tried to open my eyes but it felt like they were glued shut, it hurt, but the other voices were starting to come in clearer now. "Boss is going to be super pissed, you weren't suppose to hurt her!" A growl made me want to flinch but I didn't move, scared they would realize I was awake. "Well that little bitch put up one hell of a fight, look what she did to me!" Another man spoke, his voice was rough, mean and made me shiver more then the cold.

"But I told you not to hurt her, it wasn't a request it was a demand! Look at her, she's just a girl she couldn't of hurt you that much!" His voice was smooth, deep and somehow familiar. I wanted to look at see but my eyes still wouldn't open for me. "Ha looks who's talking, she whooped you earlier didn't she?" The rough voice man spoke. "She's special, you better not touch her again." Again the voice made me want to crawl to it, something about it was soothing like it was one I should know should trust. Footsteps headed for me and suddenly something soft and warm laid across me.

But the scent, the smell of it made my wolf growl. My wolf, that was the voice that kept me from the darkness, it's all falling in place, I was taken, not without a fight. 'Hunter.' It was a single word that my brain echoed, the smell of the warmth that was now covering me smelt of Hunter. My wolf let out a horrific growl, betrayed, traitor and ripping him to shreds ran through my mind, but they were my wolfs thoughts not mine.

Slowly I opened my eyes, it felt like they were ripping open but I didn't care, I had to look around, I had to find an escape, to size up the danger and try to find a way out, back to my mate. The room was dark only a single light hung over a table a distance away, but it was enough light for me to see. Blinking rapidly to clear my vision I slowly tried to turn my head but the pain ripped through me, only now aware of how restricted and battered my body was. A groan escaped my lips before I could hide it two set if feet were quickly on me in seconds.

I squinted my eyes shut praying they didn't realize I was awake, "we know your up girl, sit up, I have questions for you!" Well there went my wishful thinking. A growl escaped my lips as my eyes flew open, forcing myself into a sitting position. Pain radiated through my body, my muscles cramped and screaming in protest. Coldness surrounded me, hard cold objects pinched my skin making me want to cry out at every movement, but I wouldn't give them the satisfaction, instead I growled trying not to let them on as my fear swelled. I had to push it back, they would be able to smell it and regardless of what was going to happen, I was not going to be afraid, they would not get to me.

I instantly realized three things, one I was tied and bound, which seriously pissed me and my wolf off. Two, I was naked, the only covering was the warm jacket that slipped off of me exposing my nude body to these people and three my wolf was coming back, strong and in full force, especially since she realized one of our captors was someone we knew. "Hunter." I growled out his name, it tasted disgusting in my  mouth. I should of let Carson rip him to shreds when I had the chance.

CARSON POV

We moved in a line, all of us scanning our surroundings, though we had the approval of the neighboring alpha it still felt on edge being on another's territory. I growled lowly in my throat at the scent of approaching wolves, I watched as Mike shifted back to his human form slipping on shirts that he had been carrying in his is mouth. As beta he was going to speak as translator, 'keep your eyes open and pay attention!' I snapped at him, he give a silent nod to show he heard me but didn't respond as eight wolves walked out facing us. Ahead of them a man stood in jeans and a tee shirt, "Mike, I presume you are the one I spoke with?"

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