Tess
I'm at a loss for what to do. I still can't believe Freddy was the one that hurt those girls. Part of me still can't believe it. He is so nice and gentle with me, but it's not like he meant to hurt them. He lost control of his hunger—that's hardly his fault!
Drinking blood is in Freddy's nature, and I'm sure he could learn how to control it if given time. I just wish he would let me be part of that journey. Why did he have to leave me? I can handle his darker side, damn it! I'm not made of glass, and I'm tired of people treating me as if I'm going to break at any given moment!
Suddenly my phone vibrates, and I get up on my feet. My phone is lying on the armchair with all my clothes. Clothes that Freddy pulled off my body last night before he left me...
A pang of sadness shoots through my entire body, remembering how good his lips felt against mine, but I push the pain aside and slide my finger over my screen.
There are plenty of messages from Lily and a few from my other friends. I also have many missed phone calls from all of them.
Lily: Where are you?
Lily: Are you still with Freddy? Can he keep you safe for a while longer?
Jenny: Are you still at the inn? I'm on my way there!
Claudia: Tess, you must return to Wesley's estate immediately. We don't know how, but the Safir pack knows about your relationship with Freddy, and now they want you as revenge! They told Wesley they would uphold the peace if he handed you over. He said he would turn you in just to buy some time. Where are you???
Lily: We need to talk! I can't write because you know how fat my fingers are...
Lily: Answer your phone!
Juanita: I will kill you if you're dead. Answer your goddamn phone before I kill you!
Jenny: Almost at the inn. I'm with Wesley and a few other werewolves from the pack.
Lily: Where are you???
Lily: TESS, THIS IS SERIOUS! THE SAFIR PACK IS OUT AFTER YOUR FREAKING ASS!!
Before I can respond to my messages, something breaks the window, and I shriek when a cloth that smells oddly sweet is placed over my nose and mouth. It makes me dizzy, and the last thing I see before I pass out is a pair of black eyes. What was the name of this ugly Beta again? Dimitri? Fuck. I thought he was dead...a twin brother, perhaps?
The next time I open my eyes, I'm in an unfamiliar place. My head is pounding, and my heart is racing. I try to move, but my hands and feet are bound to a bed. The room is dark, and the only source of light is a dim lamp on a nightstand next to me. I look around, trying to make sense of where I am, and that's when I see him.
The man who looks like Dimitri from the Safir pack is sitting in a chair next to the bed, watching me with a cold expression, "Good, you're awake," he says, his voice low and menacing. "I was worried I might have given you too much of my special blend."
"What do you want from me?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady despite the fear running through my veins. But it's hard. I'm terrified, and that acknowledgment makes me feel pathetic.
"Oh, nothing much," he says with a smirk. "Just a little revenge for what your boyfriend did to my brother, Dimitri."
"I don't know what you're talking about," I say, but I can feel my heart sinking. Freddy brutally killed Dimitri. He threw him into a wall so hard his whole body exploded—that's why I was so confused to see this man look so much like him.
"Save your lies," Dimitri's brother says, standing up from his chair. "We both know the truth. Your boyfriend killed my brother, and now I'm going to make him suffer just like I'm making you suffer."
He walks over to the bed and leans down so that his face is just inches from mine. I can smell the scent of whiskey and cigarettes on his breath, making my stomach turn. "But don't worry," he says, his voice menacing. "I will get my revenge once your boyfriend comes to save you."
My eyes narrow. "The joke's on you," I hiss. I'm afraid but too angry and upset to stammer. "Freddy won't come for me," my bottom lip trembles. "He...he broke up with me. So you've kidnapped me for nothing."
The man looks at me for a few moments, and then his eyes narrow into a glare. He dips closer to me, so close that his lips are just inches from mine.
"Don't worry, baby," he says with a sinister smirk on his cruel face. "If your boyfriend doesn't show up to save you, I have other ways to keep myself entertained...like removing all your fingers and toes."
Is he absolutely insane?!
His eyes tell me, yes, and panic swells inside my chest. "Please, don't hurt me," I choke through tears. This man's mental state scares me more than any monster ever could. "I'm begging you, just let me go."
"Ha. You don't get it, do you baby?" he asks, beyond amused by my crying. "This is no simple kidnapping. This is revenge. Freddy took away the only person who mattered to me, and so, I will murder the only person that he cares about—you."
The entire time he talks, he is leaning closer and closer toward me. My whole body is shaking, and I can't control my trembling. I've never been so terrified of another person in my entire life.
"No," I choke out. "You can't. My pack will kill you if you harm me."
"Your pack?" he snorts as if I've said something hilarious. "Please, your pack is much smaller than mine. They don't stand a chance against us."
His hand moves to my throat, and I struggle to say my next sentence. I can feel my face turning red at the lack of oxygen. "But t-they are strong..."
"They are," he agrees and grips me tighter, grinning at me when I make a choking sound. It seems to further amuse him. He is smiling darkly at me now. "But we are stronger."
I can no longer breathe, and fear rushes through my veins. This crazy man is leering down at me like he enjoys hurting me, and disgust makes every hair stand on edge when he steps closer, allowing me to feel his hard cock against my side. I can't believe he is getting off on this!
The man kisses the side of my face, and I try not to pass out when his bad breath hits me in the face when he speaks. "Hurting people excites me," he whispers, licking my earlobe before chuckling. "And I will have so much fun pulling you apart on this bed. Finger after finger. Toe after toe, and then, when you're a bloody mess, I will fuck your tight little cunt until you bleed out."
I'm shaking so violently that I feel like I might lose consciousness. This man is insane, and he is going to kill me. How do I get out of this? I hate being a human sometimes!