Chapter Nine (Isla)

Nolan walked down the hallway after roughly flinging me over his shoulder. He opened the cell door and threw me hard against the wall of my cell, my head smacking against the hard stone wall before Nolan turned and left, slamming the door.

I crawled to the corner and curled up, trying to get comfortable. Using the cool stone bricks to ease the pain in my head. I sat there, concentrating on my breathing. My body hurt, and I didn’t want to move. Scratch that, I didn’t think I could move.

All I wanted was to find my mate so I wouldn’t be alone anymore. Before I had my parents, now I felt lonely. I wanted to live a normal life. Instead, I’m curled up on the floor, looking bloody and pathetic. Embarrassed and appearing weak in front of anyone caused me to become angry. A lot of good all the training did when I still ended up captured mere weeks after my parents’ death, unable to avenge them or escape this shitty situation.

The man I had met at the bar was Anders or I guess now Alpha Ande