The broken and fragile

Part 2: what's going on?!

Scarlet's POV:

My eyes fluttered open slowly but quickly shut at the bright light that was in the room. Why was it so bright in here. There was only one dim light and no windows what so ever so why is it so damn bright. Moving my body slightly I realized the ground of the cell wasn't as hard as it usually was. It was soft and so comfortable. And the warmth that was in the room that was new as well. What the hell was going on.

Squeezing my eyes tightly trying to get used to the bright light that was invading my eyelids. Rolling more onto my back as my rib was starting to sting slightly from the pain I felt something around my body. Like my blanket but it wasn't. My blanket was scratchy and tattered. This fabric was soft and smooth against my skin. Like clothes, but that cant be right they don't provide me with clothes. They find in un-necessary with their....activities.

All of this things filling my mind I realized something was really wrong and immediately became more alert. I finally opened my eyes completely as they watered from the bright light that I was so not used to. Sitting up slowly from the spot I was in I held onto my rib as it screamed in slight pain. My head pounding from the blow I took earlier.

But I couldn't focus on that right now. Looking around at my new unfamiliar surrounds I noticed I was in a room. Like a real room, a bed room. The walls a dark blue color as well as the carpet that felt amazing on my bare feet. Looking around more I found the source of the light. A window the curtains pulled open revealing the sunlight.

Sunlight...how long it has been I don't know but I welcomed it. Looking down at my body I had a very large black shirt on. Button down with long sleeves that went well past my hands. Standing slowly I reached my hand out to the bed post as I started to wobble from being dizzy. Bringing my hand up to my head I winced as I felt the bulge that was on my head right by my hair line. You would think it would heal by now being a werewolf and all.

Sadly I'm not very connected with my wolf abilities to much. They kept me weak enough so that I didn't have them to fight back or anything. And seeing as how they had kidnapped me only a year after I had first turned I wasn't completely in tune with my wolf side to begin with. 

Brushing all of that off I padded over to the window. Looking out at the scenery that I had grown to miss. The beautiful green of the trees that ruffled in the wind as a few stray leaves were taken away. The bright blue sky filled with fluffy clouds scattered here and there. The sun shining over everything casting shadows here and there. It was all so perfect.

But perfect never lasts. I tensed up as I hear voices off in the distance behind the door that I was just now noticing. That's why I was here. They've down this before. Only once but I never thought it would happen again. They brought me up to the house for the alpha to have his fun with me. But this is different this isn't the room I remembered. Maybe he got a different one.

I immediately dreaded the clothes, the warmth, the softness, the comfortable feel of the room, and even the scenery. While I loved having it all none of it was worth it. The alpha was the worst of them all. His mate rejected him and through his rage and pain he killed her making him stone cold. He would have his fun with she-wolfs. As many as he liked but I never thought he'd come back for me.

My body started to uncontrollably shake as I could hear heavy footsteps covering the light voices. And they were coming my way. Think, think what do I do. My mind jumping everywhere as I shook with fear. Okay I can handle this. Follow the rules. No eye contact he'll hate it and take it as a challenge. Don't speak he hates my voice. Be obedient he likes when I obey it makes him feel more in power. Don't cry that will just anger and encourage him.