I have no clue how long I've been here...

Time seems to be nonexistent down here, after my little stunt, which I'm not so sure was worth it anymore.

Not after what they did to me.

Not long after my little stunt, they took me to a new room. It looked horrific, there was an old leather chair in the center that was torn and ripped, and a single bright light hung above the chair, that seemed to sway, or maybe that was me?

There were tools hung around the room, the tools were rusty and had something red dripping from them.

Blood

Soon enough my blood would be coating those tools.

That was what the entire room smelled like, copper, from the rust and the blood.

I tried to fight against my captors but I had no strength left in me. But I still fought, all in vain though because before I knew it they bound my legs and wrists in leather bands.

Tight enough to leave marks, I jerked around knowing the possible horrors of I ever stopped fighting.

Then they started. They kept me awake during the whole thing. I could feel everything they did to me, I screamed but it wasn't enough to relieve any of the pain.

They were inside of me.

I could hear nothing over the sounds of my own screams, as they ripped my child out of me.

I don't remember much after that I started to drift away, but the blood, there was so much blood I remember all the blood.

And then suddenly I felt hollow, like a shell.

Those vampires did what no werewolf was able to do in over a decade, they broke me.

I shutter at the memory and wipe away a stray tear.

They moved me once again, but I stopped fighting, what was the point.

Now I rarely eat, I didn't see the sun before so it really doesn't matter now.

Off in the distance I hear the rattle of chains, and some horrendous language. I'm not innocent but damn, you kiss your mother with that mouth?

I watch silently as my captors bring in a man that's definitely seen better days. His hair is ratty, and dark , but was dripping with blood from the right side of his head.

His clothes may have been considered fancy at some point, but now they were bloody and covered in dirt. Not to mention the countless tears all over them.

"Here wolf slut!" One of the men shout before tossing the man in the cell next to me.

I just silently glare at the men, before they turn and stomp away. Not before hanging the keys to our cells on a hook not to far away.

Bitches

"Agh! Stupid bastards!" The man next to me yells, clearly trying to release some pent up anger.

I just stare, and I'm starting to realize that's what I've been doing a lot more recently. Great I've become that weird girl with a starring problem.

After everything I've gone through, I just watch barely registering anything around me. Its the only way I'm able to get by anymore.

"Hey you!"

I jerk my focus back to the man that's just been thrown in, apparently I zoned out without realizing.

"I have a name" I mumble. Not that anyone ever uses it anymore.

"Well..."

"Well what?" I ask getting defensive.

"What's your name?" He grumbles, with an over exhausted sigh. What's his problem?

I contemplate telling him my name, or messing with him for a little bit. The latter won.

"I have no name, I was born down here and I will die down here." I deadpan.

A look of fear and shock cross his face, before he covers it with a scoff.

"Yeah right" he denies then asks, " how about if I tell you my name, then will you tell me yours?"

I simply nod my head.

"Very well my name is Bo" he stated proudly.

I lift one of my eyebrows and give him a questioning look, "Who names their child Bo?" I ask mockingly.

"My now dead mother", he deadpans.

"Oh! I'm so sorry I didn't know!" I rush out.

A smile creeps onto his face before he burst out laughing, relazation dawns on me. He was messing with me.

"Why?..." I ask.

"Because why not?" He says before bursting into another round of laughter.

Deciding I don't want to deal with any more vampires I turn away, and curl up on the ground seeing if I can get some sleep.

I'd just closed my eyes when Bo started rattling the bars, I tried my best to ignore him. I refused to open my eyes or even glance in his direction. When a thunderous boom sounded.

I jerked up and saw that Bo's cell door was now on the floor.

What in the world?

He swiftly exited his cell, and grabbed the keys hanging on the wall and came and stood right in front of my door.

Ah so that was his plan

He holds the keys out with one hand, almost taunting me..."Now what's your name?" He asks.

And I now realize I never gave him my name, "Rose" I grit out.

"Hello your majesty," he bows deeply before righting himself, "your mates are waiting for you" and another dammed smile forms on his face.

Before I have anytime to process what's going on, my cell door is wide open.

"Woah, wait, wait, wait, you work for the wolves?" I ask surprised.

"Yes". He says with no further explanation.

I roll my eyes, because he still has that stupid grin on his face. "Why though?"

"That's for me to know and for you to bother me about for however we both shall live" he says before walking off.

I hesitate for a moment not really sure if I can trust this guy, I glance back at my cell. Caged? Or possible freedom? Yeah not a hard choice to make.

I bolted after Bo, my wounds all screaming in protest, but I ignored them the thought of freedom pushing me through.

I caught up to him, or rather he slowed down for me. He grabbed my hand and started pulling me through this huge castle but was black and covered in rust and blood.

It felt so cold, like no one cared for it.

I had no time to dwell on it before I was dragged through countless corridor's and hallways and one thing caught my eye.

"Where is everyone?" I voiced.

Bo stopped and turned around, "fighting" was all he said.

We sprung back into motion, finally reaching what looked to be the front entrance. I could hear something faint but I couldn't quite place it.

When Bo pushed the door open I was greeted by the sight of a bloody battlefield, and the sound I had heard before were screams. Similar to my own, I stood still, horrified at what I was seeing.

Bodies were piled everywhere, some torn to shreds. I could barely make out what they were, they were so badly ripped apart.

But something odd struck me.

It was as if the fighting had happened hours ago, the bodies were there but no fighting merely screams off in the distance but were soon enough quieted.

But there was something else a pull. I stared off In to the distance, where I thought the pull was coming from.

As if Bo could sense what I wanted, he lifted me up into his arms bridal style and started running at full speed towards the pull.

Everything passed by us in a blur and for that I'm great-ful, I don't think I could handle seeing anymore dead bodies.

We came to a screeching halt, Bo placed me down to where I was facing him.

"This is where you and I part ways Rose, take care" and with that he spun me around and pushed me in the direction of my mates.

They stood with an army behind them, they were disheveled and messy but they were a sight for sore eyes.

They were glancing around, I think they smelled me before they saw me, until Lucian's frantic eyes met mine, and suddenly nothing else mattered.

He bounded off in my direction soon after. Xavier and Damien followed after him, and in no time they were standing in front of me.

I was bombarded with questions,

"Are okay?"

"How'd you escape?"

"Why are you covered in blood"

I said nothing for a moment I didn't have any more energy I jus wanted to go home, I latched onto Lucian and cried. He picked me up and said "let's go home"

Feeling safe and warm for the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to sleep, knowing they'd be here when I woke up.