Jason
I slam into the door, not wasting any more time to get to my mate. As soon as I enter the small room, I see her in a corner, on the floor, knees gathered up to her chin. I feel more anger rising in me when I notice she is chained, like a f*****g animal. There aren't even any windows, the only light in her room is the one coming through the door I just opened.
Samantha's hair is a tangled mess, her face, her sweet, beautiful face is stained with tears and dirt, her eyes are swollen and there are big, dark circles around them. Her clothes are dirty and torn, making my mind go to the worst scenarios of what could have happened to her. Guilt eats away at me, knowing that I should have protected her, I should have been next to her and never let anyone hurt her. Her ankles and her wrists
