I woke to the sound of two voices. One I immediately knew to be Kendall’s. The other sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place where I had heard it. It was a male voice, and it only took a moment of eavesdropping to determine that he was the mastermind behind my abduction.
I was lying on a bed with my hands and feet tied, and one killer headache. Luckily, they didn’t see me open my eyes, and I had enough wits about me to shut them again before they realized that I had regained consciousness. With my eyes closed, I listened intently to their scheming.
Kendall: How long should it take?
Male voice: I’m guessing about a week.
Kendall: You’re guessing. You mean you don’t know. Jesus, Dylan.
Ah ha! The mystery voice belonged to the asshole in the woods.
Dylan: A week should be enough time for Cade to weaken.
Kendall: Why can’t you just get rid of her?
Dylan: Seriously? You are ready to just up and kill her? Besides, if we kill her, their bond will be broken. Cade won’t weaken at all, and we will be left with one angry son-of-an-alpha. We can’t kill her… yet.
Kendall: So what are we going to do with her for a week?
Dylan: Well, you have to go back to the pack, so you can keep me updated as to what is going on and so nobody gets suspicious. I guess while you’re gone, I’ll stay here and take care of our little friend in there. I did see a Wii around here, didn’t I? I might just have to pass the time playing Madden.
Kendall: Uh-huh. Great plan. I hope you know what you are doing.
Dylan: Don’t worry. It will all work out. After a week or so, I’ll take care of Cade, and then I’ll let you take care of our little friend on the bed here. After that, it will be easy to take out Marcus. You’ll see. This pack will be ours.
Kendall: So what now? I just head back and act like nothing has happened?
Dylan: Exactly. Text me soon.
After saying goodbye, Kendall walked out the door, and just like Dylan said, he started up the Wii.
I had to get the hell out of here. I squeezed my eyes shut, tried to concentrate, and pictured myself in wolf form, but all that followed was excruciating pain behind my eyes. It took everything I had not to scream out in agony.
I tried to slow my breathing and relax. I can do this. I had done it before. Changing was my only way out of these ropes. Breathing deeply, I closed my eyes and tried again. But before I could even focus, the pain was back and worse this time.
Exhausted, I surrendered, deciding that changing wasn’t an option. Instead, I watched the douche-bag play Madden for almost an hour before I finally decided to speak. He hadn’t even bothered to look my way. I could have had a concussion or something, but apparently, he wasn’t too concerned.
I cleared my voice and said, “I need to pee.”
“Oh, you’re awake. Good. We have so much to catch up on,” he said, as he paused his game and put the controller down.
“Can I go to the bathroom first?”
“Sure honey,” he said as he leaned over and untied my legs.
It felt good to finally stand up and stretch a little. I looked around the room and then at him. He finally realized what I was looking for and said, “Right there to the left.”
I walked into the restroom and turned around to shut the door, but Dylan was standing in the way.
“Afraid not, honey. Don’t worry, it’s not the first time I have seen a girl pee before.”
Oh fabulous. He actually expected me to use the restroom in front of him? Thankfully, he made a production by putting his fingers in his ears and whistling at the shower curtain. It was quite a feat getting my jeans down and then back up with my hands still tied together.
On the way back to the master bedroom, Dylan apparently decided that he needed to fill me in on his evil plan, which wasn’t exactly the same evil plan that I had overheard. This version didn’t include killing anyone, especially me. According to him, I had nothing to fear. Supposedly, I would only be inconvenienced for a week or so, and then I would be set free to return to the pack. Little did he know I knew the truth.
When we entered the bedroom, he motioned toward the bed, and said, “Get comfy. I have a game to finish.”