Chapter Six
Danni’s POV
That night I decided to relax with a frozen pizza and a glass of white wine. I’m curled up on the sofa watching old reruns of Boy Meets World, my all-time favorite show. I suddenly had an unsettling feeling come over me. I got up and looked out through the windows. I see nothing, but I made sure everything was locked and that I had some weapons spread out.
I walk upstairs to my bathroom and began to feel up the old claw foot tub. Taking out my contacts and pulling my hair up, I undress and hop in the warm bath. As I lay in the tub, my mind went back to Jace. Every time I thought about him my core heats up and my hands gets sweaty and my stomach throws a fiesta. He makes me think things I shouldn’t and I yearn for his touch. God, I need to wake up, we can never be together! I am wanted by so many people and putting him and his family could be put in danger.
Softly sighing to myself, I get out of the now cold bath. I dry off and put on a lose top and shorts before walking into my room. Lying down on my bed, I close my eyes and I feel myself quickly falling into a dream with Jace. Great, he even invades my sleep.
Next thing I know I hear a loud bang coming from down stairs. At first I am scared straight, not knowing what to do. But I regain my senses and jump into kick ass mode. Grabbing my 9 mm I quietly walk down the hallway.
Coming to the top of the stairs, I look down to see movement. At the last second I hear someone behind me, but I was too late. The guy bear hugs me, but I’m able to squeeze me arm out of his hold and elbow him hard in the face a couple time hearing the cracking of his nose. I can feel him losing his balance so I rotate him so as we fall down the stairs, he was taking the blunt of the force. Once we came to the bottom of the stairs, I roll away from him and I am in a daze.
I notice my gun is missing and quickly I scramble around looking for it when I see it at the entrance of the kitchen. Jumping at the gun knowing it is my life line; it’s kicked away from me. Looking up to the person, I see the calculating face of Randall. Next thing I know he kicks me in the face.
The steel of his boots continue banging into my body as I try to roll away. With all the pain he was driving into my body, I couldn’t focus on any of my elements.
All I could do was feel pain. Then I feel him gripping my hair and saying, “Pay back is a bitch!”
Suddenly all Randall’s followers come rushing in with fear in their eyes. Someone yells their coming, their coming while somebody else yells there’s too many. I had no idea who they were talking about, but whoever it was better hurry up. I hurt so bad that I can’t function and can’t defend myself. At that moment not my body was bruised, but my ego was hurting that some hick got the best of me.
Out of nowhere Randall grabs me by my arms and I hear a loud snap in my left shoulder. He quickly opens the door that lend down to the basement and he pushes me into darkness. Falling down the steps, I cover my head letting my damaged shoulder take the hit of each step. Once I'm at the bottom, I look up to see Randall looking down at me with a sicken grin.
“I’ll be down in a minute you tease, got to make sure your little friends are taken care of and then we can play.” Randall barks out before slamming the door and locking it.
Standing up on wobbly legs, I find the light and walk over to a mirror and look at the damage. I am already bruising and I know that I broke some ribs. But what scares me most was how my left arm is hanging limp. That asshole dislocated my shoulder! Trying to calm myself down, I can hear howling outside and gun fire.
I have to pop it back into place and try to sum up some energy. Going to wooden pillar in the middle of the room, I angle my shoulder to lean against the pillar and push with all my might. At first it was hard, but after a minute it pops back into place. Letting out a loud scream, I lay back to calm myself. Why in the hell does that look so much easier in movies, it hurts really, really bad!
Sadly as I was calming my mind and soul trying to come up with energy, the basement door slams open. Quickly hopping up, I look around trying to find a weapon. Randall walks down without a care in the world. I really want to punch him in his stupid throat.
“My buddies have everything under control so now I can teach you how to obey a man.” He shouts as he moves closer.
Laughing at that, I reply, “Well a real man wouldn’t break into woman’s house, beat them up and throw them down a flight of stairs. You are a coward and hide behind your friends to feel powerful. Trust me I am not the only to think that, I’m guessing that is why your wife left you. She found a real man.”
That pushed Randall to the edge. When fighting it's bad to fight with emotions and you will always lose; another thing my dad taught me.
He quickly rushes at me, but I’m ready and easily dodge his hits. He keeps on missing and keeps on getting madder and madder. Each time I had a chance I would hit him either in the face or ribs as hard as I could. I may not be as strong, but I was faster and he was getting tired quickly. Finally I had the prefect chance to do an around house kick to his face, knocking him back. I stunned him and took the chance to haul ass up the stairs.
Almost to the door I feel him grip my ankle pulling me back down the stairs. I slam down and hit the bottom of my chin on one of the stairs, making me see stars. Throwing me back, I smash into the wall losing my breath and hitting my head hard. Trying to regain myself, I feel Randall straddling me and pinning down my legs and arms. Then I felt him clawing at my shorts trying to rip them off.
So this is what he meant by teaching me a lesson, he was going to rape me. You can ask any girl and they will tell you that rape is something that they fear most. To be taken unwilling and their bodies abused. For years that's why I ran knowing that is all I would be used for, just taken advantage of. At that moment, I rather be killed than raped. I did not want my first time to be like this. The only thing I could think of doing was smash my forehead into his nose.
Once again I was in a daze and I rolled out from under him and ran towards the door. That is another thing they make look easy in movies, damn you Hollywood.
Running through the kitchen and then the front door, Randall’s followers were shocked to see me, but I kept on running. I made it outside were I came face to face with a pack of wolves. I stood there for a second, but I was still in my daze so I kept on running into the woods not looking back. Finally after I was cleared the trees with being shot or attacked, I heard a howl and gun fire, I know the wolves was attacking the men. But I keep on running until I couldn’t breathe anymore and the last thing I knew my world went black.
Jace’s POV
It was midnight and I could not stop thinking about Danni. While I was day dreaming about what we would do in my bed, Erik broke through into my mind link.
“Danni is in trouble, Randall and his buddies are in her house. Somebody heard her screaming.” shouts Erik. Not thinking twice I threw open the balcony doors and shift into my wolf midair.
“Every pack member besides children go to Danni’s house, NOW!” I bark out.
Running unstop, I make it there in less than two minutes. So far half the pack is there and ready to attack.
Erik looks at me with worry and says, “They are holed up in there and every time we get near the shoot at use.”
“Are there bullets silver?” I asks looking at the house.
Erik quickly replies, “Silver plated, but not enough to kill. We are afraid to go in and have them harm Danni.”
“Well, if we go…” I start when the front door burst open and Danni runs out. Everyone was quiet when they see the blood that covered her clothes and the bruises that ran down her arms and legs. All I saw was fear in her eyes.
Danni stops and looks at us with her eyes the size of dinner plates, but quickly runs into the woods. I move to go after her when I hear Randall screaming and calling her a bitch. That was all it took for me to break. Running full speed into the house with my pack following we attack and kill everyone on site. I follow the scent of Danni towards the basement. Running down the stairs I can see a large amount of blood, a mixture of Danni’s and Randall’s.
Randall was halfway through the window when I clamped down on his leg before I throw him clean across the room. I loom over him as I go in for the kill. I can smell him when he pisses in his pants as I rip into neck without remorse.
After killing Randall, I run back upstairs and out the front door. I follow Danni’s scent and after a half an hour of running I found her under a tree curled into a ball. Shifting back into human form not caring that I'm naked, I lift Danni into my arms. I can hear her breathing is shallow. Gripping her to my chest, I ran back to the pack house without stopping.