Chapter Forty
She was right, families do protect each other but why was she telling me this?
A horrifying thought catapulted into my head and I couldn't stop myself from gasping out loud.
What if she knew Cami was the one who killed Harlan and I was covering up for her? She believes that I am protecting Cami because she's my family and this was her way of saying she knew why I was doing it?
"What's wrong?" Concern was etched on Teresa's face as she took a step closer towards me.
Instinctively I took a step back and watched as sadness enveloped Teresa's face for a couple of seconds before it returned back to normal.
Why was she sad about me moving away from her? It was just earlier today when she was crushing my hands and threatening to kill me!
"Nothing." I whispered.
"I know what you did to Harlan." Teresa started to say as I swallowed harshly. "But I also know what he did to you."
"Do you believe me?" I asked the question slowly. I had to know the answer to this question, if she believed me then she might not be such a huge threat to me. If she didn't believe her brother was a rapist or believed that I was covering up for Cami then that would lead to so many complications and issues.
Teresa's face hardened and I wondered if I had made a mistake in asking that question. Something strange flashed in her eyes and she looked away for a second before looking back at me with a composed look.
"Yes, I believe you." And I believed her. I felt as though a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulder, yes I would still be cautious around her but at least she knew why we did that to her brother and maybe she wouldn't be as vengeful now that she knew.
"There was no intention to kill him." I had no idea why I was still speaking but I felt obligated to tell her what happened. "Just wanted him to stop."
I repeated the words Cami had told me, she didn't want to kill him, she didn't think she had. She wanted him to stop the brutal assault on her and he ended up dying.
Teresa looked away and silence engulfed us. I peered at her, trying to figure out what she's thinking. Without another word, she began to exit the room. Just as she was about to leave the room she turned around and faced me.
"I don't blame you for what you did." Her words felt sincere and true. She muttered something else but I didn't quite catch it. She closed the door behind her and I let out a sigh.
Today had been utterly confusing and I wasn't sure what to make of it. Every part of it confused me, the Alpha confused me, Teresa confused me and I even confused myself with my behaviour and actions.
What the hell have I been doing? I'm supposed to be figuring a way out of here not making out with the Alpha. A groan escaped my lips as I thought about what we did and almost did. I can't believe I kissed the Alpha. Not only did I kiss him, I wanted to fuck him as well.
Wanting makes it sound as though I was only thinking about it, that would be inaccurate. I didn't just want it, I made it vocal, I told him I wanted him to f*ck me.
"Do you want me to f*ck you?"
"Yes."
Placing my hands in my palm I let out an embarrassed groan. What the hell am I doing? Why am I throwing myself at this man who's holding me here against my will?
Stockholm syndrome.
It has to be that! What else could it be? Stockholm syndrome is having feelings of trust or affection in cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim towards their captor.
I cannot believe I'm one of those girls I used to laugh and scoff at. Whenever I used to watch movies and it included Stockholm syndrome I used to think, how? How can you like or even fall in with someone who's holding you captive? What do you see in that person other than a psychopath? Not that I was falling in love with him or even liking him, it was lust purely lust.
That thought made me laugh at loud. I used to laugh at those girls too, the human girls who would actively seek out Werewolves to fuck. They would have this look in their eyes, this dazed look as they described their tryst and how nothing could compare. Now look at me asking an Alpha, not even a regular Werewolves but an Alpha, to f*ck me.
Oh how the tables have turned.
I had to stay away from him, it would he hard since he was keeping me here against my will but I have to limit our interactions as much as I could, that will help me break or reduce the stupid thoughts and feelings I was having towards him.
It wasn't just me though, I'm not the only one causing this problem, he is. He is to blame for this as well, his actions and words are causing me to act like this. He has reiterated many times how much he dislikes humans and how 'weak' we are yet here he was asking me if I wanted him to fuck me. His words and behaviour do not suggest that he despises humans.
Well- sometimes it does. Some of his words and actions do indicate that he hates us humans but recently it has shown not exactly the opposite, I would go as far as saying he loves humans, however it does show that he doesn't hate humans as much as he claims to.
Another explanation entered my head and I found myself deciding that this was probably the actual reason.
Sex.
That's it. He just wants to have sex. Typical male only thinking about his dick.
What about you?
I ignored the sniggering voice in my head, I had no intention of delving into that. Sliding my hands under the pillow cover, I pulled my phone out that I had hid earlier.
This was the reason why I agreed to kiss the Alpha.
And did a lot more too.
Unlocking the phone quickly, I scrolled through my contacts and called Cami, ignoring all the messages and missed calls I had received while I was held in captivity.
The phone rang for a few seconds and I made myself comfortable on the bed.
"Hello, Nala?" Cami's timid voice came through the phone.
"Yeah it's me." I told her as a smile graced my face. "I got my phone back."
"That's good." Cami whispered softly not sounding as happy about this as I was.
"I can call you more often now, I'll call you everyday and we can talk. There won't be much of an update from me, I literally do nothing here." I let out a small chuckle. "But you can tell me what you're doing and about your day."
Silence.
"Cami?" The smile began to slip away from my face. "Is everything okay? What's going on?"
"I was thinking about you, I miss you."
Relief filled my body and a smile filled my face again however this time it was sad. "I miss you too, this is temporary. I'm going to come up with a plan and get out of here. We'll see each other soon."
"You shouldn't be there, you didn't do anything." Cami voice was filled with guilt and despair.
"I'm okay Cami, don't worry about me." I paused for a second before continuing. "I didn't get a chance to talk to you properly earlier, what have you been up to? How has your day been so far?" I wanted to distract her and get her mind off the guilt she was feeling.
"I should be there, you shouldn't be going through this."
"I'm not going through anything, seriously I'm just in the room. Nothing is happening to me, the only bad thing is that I'm bored out of my mind." I ended the sentence with a chuckle despite the panic that was slowly beginning to build up inside me.
"You shouldn't be there, it should be me." Cami repeated again, her words coming out in choked whispers and I knew she was in tears.
"Hey, hey. It's going to be okay. We're going to be okay." I tried to reassure her however my words did not help as little sobs began to fill my ear. "Please don't cry."
Cami's sobs slowly came to a halt after a minute or so as I patiently waited for her to calm down. I was going to reassure her that I wasn't in any pain or danger when Cami spoke again, her words causing my heart to skip a beat.
"I want to tell everyone the truth."
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