Mates: Revenge

Chapter 12

~Melanie~

Pain……an extreme amount of pain. I’m not sure where the pain is coming from, but it’s there. Each breath I take, I can feel pain in my chest. Every move I try to make, there are bursts of pain.

Winnie? Winnie, can you hear me?

There is nothing. No reply, no sound, no breathing, no view of Winnie in my mind…..it’s almost like she disappeared. I struggle to open my eyes, but it feels as if they are glued down. I take a few breaths, but I can’t smell much other than the musty smell that surrounds me. Is it that there is nothing to smell or is my ability gone? I can feel a hard surface underneath me, but I don’t feel any leaves or branches or dirt. I try to bring my hand to my face, but I can’t move it. Only now do I feel the bondage that my wrists are in. I try to kick up my foot, but am restricted, realizing that my ankles are in the same predicament.

I try to rack my brain and remember how I got here, though I don’t really know where ‘here’ is. Think Melanie, think. I….I picked Brooklyn up from school. I went to the hospital to see the doctor, but left before he could come in. I went to the packhouse and I saw…….I saw…..Daniel! I saw Daniel! We….we went for a walk in the woods. We were walking and then…..and then……

I focus all of my energy on opening my eyes. If I can just see where I am, that might help me. 1…….2……3……nothing. Ugh! This isn’t working. I need to get my eyes open. I flash to Brooklyn. I hope she is okay. I hope she isn’t freaking out because I’m not around. I love that child more than I thought I could. She is a little burst of sunshine that you just can’t get enough of. I try again to open my eyes, mustering up all of the power I can find in my body. 1…….2……3……damn. There was a bit of light that passed through. Maybe I’m getting closer. I just need to will myself to get my eyes open. !........2……..3…….

Everything is blurry. I guess that is to be expected, since my eyes have been closed for who knows how long. I rapidly blink my eyes to get them to adjust to the room before me. I can see a gray painted wall in front of me. It was bare except for a map that looked to be of someone’s territory. I strain my eyes further, trying to capture everything I can to get some indication of where I am. Nothing I’m looking at is familiar to me and it is starting to frustrate me. The room is not well lit so the fact that I’m having trouble seeing in the dark is pissing me off and reminding me that Winnie is gone. I can feel the anger start to rise along with the tears that show my frustration. I can’t indulge in this right now. I have to figure out where I am so I can get back to where I need to be.

There aren’t many sounds coming from the room, though it is possible that there are many sounds, but I just can’t hear most of them. You know you really don’t appreciate the benefits that come with being a werewolf until you can no longer use them. I’d give a lot right now to have my sight, hearing, and sense of smell back. I’m working at a human level when it comes to those things and it sucks. I don’t get how humans function this way; how they are able to keep themselves safe. It is truly a wonder how they haven't become the food at the bottom of the food chain. I guess some species just get all of the luck these days.

I wish I could fully move my arms and legs, but the binds I’m in is making that simply impossible. I have been moving my legs at the knee and my arms at the elbow. I can barely move anything, but the minimum movement helps with the stiffness. I hate to see how I will be when I get my full range of motion back. I wish I knew where I was and how I got here. I wish I knew that Brooklyn was okay as well as Daniel. Wait? Was Daniel……was Daniel dead? It would make sense that whatever happened to me would have been disrupted by Daniel’s presence. I’ve never seen him fight, but he is a big guy and can look intimidating. Maybe they had to put him down just to snatch me. If I had Winnie here, I would be able to easily find out if Daniel was okay or not. She could just speak to his wolf. His wolf named…..named…… What the hell is his wolf’s name? Has Winne ever spoken to his wolf before? I, honestly, can’t remember her ever bringing it up. It would be strange if she had never spoken to his wolf. So many things about our pairing are strange. I wish I had someone here to explain it all to me, but I don’t. I close my eyes briefly close, trying to get my focus back on figuring out where I am. I’m letting myself get sidetracked and that is not going to help me at all.

I can swear that I feel a shadow creep over me, but that would be silly, seeing as how this is a pretty dark room. I can only see the map on the wall because I’m not too far from it and the bit of illumination in this room caught it for me. Is…is that breathing I hear? I strain and strain, but can’t figure out if I’m truly hearing something or if it is just wishful thinking. DAMN! I really, really wish Winnie were here right now. No…..NO! Focus! Winnie isn’t here and I need to accept that. I hear sounds that remind me of someone breathing. I clear my mind to focus and I hold my breath a bit as well. I can make out someone breathing in the room. I’m relieved that I figured it out, but I’m also scared; who could it be? I slowly open my eyes, but the darkness in front of me doesn’t let up. I pry my eyes open completely and am met with familiar pale green eyes. I give myself a minute to adjust and realize I’m looking into the eyes of Daniel. I feel a sense of relief that Daniel is not dead like I originally feared. All of a sudden, it gets insanely bright in the room and I have to blink multiple times to get used to the harsh light shining down on me. I open my eyes fully and see Daniel standing in front of me with an evil smirk on his face. I notice something moving next to him. I slowly move my eyes up and I instantly lose my breath. Brooklyn is being held by her neck; held in Daniel’s hand. “Took you long enough to wake up, b***h.”