Freya
As it turns out, a run was just what I needed to clear my head.
By the time we returned to the pack house, and I headed upstairs to shower and change ready for the Luna ceremony I felt ore like myself than I had in months. I had no doubt that Damian had played a part in that.
I felt confident, I was still weak, the exorcise had left me out of breath and my muscles were shaking with the unaccustomed strain of actually doing something but the burn was amazing, like I had achieved something.
We ran into a couple of pack members on the way back to the house, which was an experience unlike any I had lived through before.
I had been raised to be wary, to distrust before trusting, and to always be cautious, as such it was in my nature to be on the defensive, to protect myself and what was mine, although it took me until that moment to realise that I believed Damian to be mine. Which was enlightening for b
Freya 6 months agoI was raised as a rouge. It’s not quite the same as most people expect, we do live in groups, or a pack if you will, only there are no rules, no hierarchy. And yes, sure it does lead to a lot of dissidence and chaos from time to time. And I have no doubt that life would be simpler under the rule of a structured pack, but all things in life have their advantages and disadvantages.I had no one to answer to, I was free to go where I wanted when I wanted, and I had been most places. With no pack to serve I had more free time than most and under the expert tutelage of my ‘uncle’ I had become well educated and well trained to boot.I knew more than most about how the world works, about what was expected of me and how to play to my own strengths and weaknesses and the perceptions of those around me. And while that is mostly a good thing, unfortunately it can give way
FreyaDay 7 of captivityOne week into my stay at the cabin of hell and I had formulated a very rough plan with help from the other two girls. Thankfully a few minor beatings were all we suffered over the last few days. Our energy levels were low from the lack of food, which would mean our stamina and muscle mass would be deteriorating by the day. If we didn’t get out of here soon, I wasn’t sure we would be able to. So, on day seven I sat against the wall, trying to ignore the ache in my body from being crouched all the while and played with the thin nail I had hidden behind my back that Chloe had pulled from the wall.It would be a tight fit, but I expected I should be able to pick the locks on our cuffs without too much trouble, it would just take a while.So, I sat working out the timing to figure out the best time to make a break for it, when t
FreyaDay 19 of CaptivityTears leaked from my eyes as I sat in silence staring at the empty space across the room where Amy once sat. The smart young woman had been beaten to death over the space of six hours while the man with the long beard held my head in place so I couldn’t look away.I could still hear her screams and see her blood splatter against the wall as claws slashed through her skin.They said they were teaching us a lesson. Teaching me a lesson. We belonged to them now, and any attempt at escaping would be met with deadly force.It worked. The remaining three girls and I hadn’t uttered a word since they dragged her bloody broken body from the room at first light.Living as a rogue had hardened me. I had witnessed murders, many of them over the years, I had even played a part in taking a life a time or two but always in defen
FreyaDay 95 of captivityThe first time I woke it was dark outside, the room I was in had a small window along the back wall which set my heart racing for all of a second before the bars in front of it registered. It took way to long to get my pained mind to realise that the bars weren’t on the window however, they were surrounding me.With a pained groan, I tried to shift around, noting the enclosure I was in but the space was so small I could barely sit up. My legs were crushed against my chest as I shifted into a slouched seated position with head touching the bars above me and I felt out with my tender hands toying to find a way out.Once my eyes adjusted ad I was awake enough to register what I was seeing it truly sank in. I was in a cage. An animal create, with thick metal bars and a lock on the gate. I tested the cold metal, tugging on t
FreyaDay 165 of captivity The new girl was coming around quicker than I had expected. I sat back quietly watching, waiting for the screaming, and crying and panicking to start. I expected that tonight would be another sleepless one. Not that I begrudged the woman her horror, after all I had been here for months and still struggled to come to terms with how man could to this to other living beings.She groaned as she opened her eyes, feeling her head and her hand came away bloody and I wondered just how bad the wound was, would she even make it until morning? They hadn’t all. Her hand dropped from in front of her face as I saw the second se realised she was in a cage, but she didn’t panic like the others had, she didn’t scream of cry, she just lay there and tugged on one of the bars.“Hello.” I uttered then winced, so much for keeping to myself, so much for scared and
DamianThe drive back home to Blackrock wasn’t a particularly long one, but it seemed to take forever as the roads stretched out before us.How the hell everything had gone to shit like this was beyond me.A year ago, we were living in relative peace, there was always a small bump in the road to overcome, an argument to settle or rogues to deal with. But never had we had so many things coming at us form so many directions that we could barely keep up.Tristan had spent the last week r two in a constant state of worry, something that I wasn’t used to seeing on my Alpha.He was a good man, thrown into the role by a father that couldn’t handle the pressure and left to rule over the largest pack in our hemisphere without any support, but he was hard-headed and stubborn and had a habit of being in the right place at the right time.He was a good Alpha, there was no doubting that, but
Freya“I can’t guarantee that it will work, but I will do everything I can to get you out of here with me.” Cali uttered from her cage once the room was empty, and I offered a small smile, if money was truly all these guys cared about then there was a chance it would work, or at least it would if there was even the smallest shred of honour in the men, but I doubted it, I wasn’t holding out much hope, that was for sure.The room fell back into silence as I listened out for the men waiting patiently for them to come back although I found myself unable to sit still. Finally, after close to six months I was getting my wish. I was getting a look at the man behind the door.I closed my eyes and tried to bring up his image in my head, it was fuzzy, bits were missing. Each of the other men I could picture with perfect clarity, and it was frustrating, this man was the one that meant the most because he
DamianThings had moved fast once the warriors arrived from Oak creek, with their support, our numbers were solid, although Tris certainly had his hands full with the Luna’s brothers, they were a force all of their own. Very head strong and confident and I wondered if their sister was similar, after all, she as my Luna now.I kept my eyes on the treeline as we headed full speed towards our target, speed limits didn’t apply to an Alpha in pain, and there was no doubt that the man was suffering, never would have guessed it. If someone had told me three months ago that the Alpha of Blackrock would head over ass for a girl I would have laughed. Now I just hoped we got there in time, I hoped she was there, and I hoped we weren’t underestimating the task.We only expected between five and ten men, if there were more than that we would certainly have a fight on our hands. Not that I was complaining, I had s