Hours have passed by with this pŕìćķ giving it his all. I've had him stab me, whip me, cut me, beat me and even burn me with heated metal. I've never felt as much pain as I have today.

My wolf is making sure to heal enough to stop the bleading but I've told her not to bother unless it's life threatening. We're weaker than we expected to be, but I suspect this injection has something to do with that.

When he decides he's done and finally had enough, he sneers at me "No amount of pain will ever make up for the amount you caused me but this certainly makes me feel better."

Blake is left to put me back in the cell and give me food like always. When he unties me, I wince from the movement. He looks at me with pity for a moment "I'm sorry Mila. You don't deserve this..."

He picks me up slowly trying to lessen the pain I feel. Before walking to my cell and placing me gently on the mattress.

"How can you stand by watching her be tortured like that?!" Patrick sneers at Blake. For such a timid guy, he's glaring pretty fiercely.

"I'm doing my job!" He defends aggressively. He grabs us our food before giving me one more look over then leaves me.

Patrick helps me sit so I'm leaning on the wall. He looks so distressed while looking over my wounds. Today was by far the worst one I've had here and he was stuck watching all of it.

"Your wolf has stopped the bleeding but your still in pretty bad shape. I'm so sorry I couldn't help you..." He tells me looking so helpless.

"You could help me now. If you don't mind helping me eat?" I ask hoping it'll put him at ease.

"Yeah, I can do that." He says with a small smile before helping me have my food while having his own.

"You should rest, it'll help with healing and strength." He tells me before laying me down on the mattress.

"Can you lay with me, please?" I ask him, hoping I don't make him uncomfortable. "I just want to feel less... alone."

He nods before laying next to me and pulling me to his side. Not long after, I find myself going to sleep finally feeling the smallest comfort in having someone with me.

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I wake up with a startle, hearing the sound of wolves howling. Patrick's woken up too and looks around to make sure we're still alone. We stand up and ready ourselves for whatever may happen.

"Stay behind me Mila." He says while standing in front of me. After a while we hear the door open and Blake runs down to the cell.

"Back off Blake, she can't take more of this!" Patrick tries to defend.

After he opens the cell and steps in, he then steps to the side.

"Mila, your mate is here. They're fighting the rogues to get in. Go." Blake says, looking me in the eye.

"Why should we believe you wont just kill us when our backs are turned?" Patrick snarls.

"Because... Mila has suffered far worse and far longer than any other has and she deserved it the least. This is the best chance she has to get out. You're a good kid, Patrick... take this as a fresh start." Blake tells us.

"What about you? Come with us Blake." I tell him. I've seen his regret and perhaps a chance is all he needs.

"Nah, pet. I deserve whatever is coming to me. I can't do pack life and perhaps going off on my own might be best." He tells me.

After studying his face to see nothing but genuine remorse. I can see I won't change his mind. I walk up to him and hug him for a moment before pulling away.

"Thank you Blake. Good luck." I say with a small smile.

"You too Mila. I wish I never found you... I'm sorry for all you were put through, that I've helped with." He says returning the smile.

Patrick grabs my arm and pulls me up the stairs. We stay still listening to what's outside. We can hear shouting and snarling.

"I think we're clear to go. Come on but stay close ok? And tell me if you need to stop." Patrick says to me. I give him a quick nod, knowing I'm in no possition to argue.

He slowly opens the door, just enough to fit us through it. I follow him limping close behind, being guided down each hallway while he slowly scouts ahead.

After what that hunter did to me today, my body is killing me and I probably lost too mich blood in one go. I frankly feel like I could pass out with the movement I'm doing at the moment. I need rest but this is the best chance to get out.

We stumble upon a hunter with a gun that I'm guessing has those deadly bullets in them. Patrick signals me to stay quiet with his finger to his lips before walking up behind the hunter and he quickly snaps his neck.

He grabs the gun and gives it to me. We continue our walk through the halls trying to find the exit, finding the odd hunter here and there.

Finally after what feels like for ever, the fighting outside is getting louder. Heading towards a glass sliding door that I think leads out back, we're caught by surprise when someone punches Patrick out of no where.

Two rogues that look like they abuse steroids come into view. As one grabs Patrick, the other grabs me.

No! We were almost there!

Then the bàśťàŕď hunter comes into the room with a smug look on his face.

"Did you really think it'd be that easy, mutt?!" He snarls at us.

All I can feel is anger... I'm not staying here anymore. Patrick got out, I got out! I will not go back to being a tortured experiment another day when my mate's so close!

I can smell his scent, we aren't giving up this easily! My wolf tells me with fire in her spirit.

"Let me go now!" I snarl at the hunter, my voice not entirely my own.

He just laughs at me before walking up with a silver knife.

"Mutt, I'll never let you go. You're my toy for as long as I let you live. And I'm going to enjoy making you watch as I do the same to your mate and maybe even your other brother!" He snarls while gripping my chin painfully in his hand.

The threat to those I love just adds to my anger. I'm so close to them and he's talking of doing to them what he has done to me.

The next thing I know, Derek is being hauled in with three rogues restraining him. I feel like all the oxygen has been sucked out when I see his battered face.

"Derek!" I yell at the sight of him.

"Mila.." He grunts out, clearly in pain.

"Ah, the love birds. Your mate here put up a hell of a fight but under estimated our numbers, hmm?" The hunter boasts.

He walks over towards Derek and I start to pull at the rogue holding me. I'm still so weak so he's easily holding me. But then I see him pull his silver knife out when at Derek.

"Leave him alone, you bàśťàŕď!" I growl out.

Derek finally looks up, only for his eyes to become black as night at the sight of me. The hunter looks at me with an evil smile.

"We should give him a taste of what's to come, shouldn't we? How about a preview of this morning?" The hunter taunts.

"No! Leave him alone!" I plead.

I keep trying to pull out of the rogues grasp while the hunter moves closer to Derek. Derek's trying to break free as well but with so many rogues holding him, it's impossible.

I can see Patrick trying to pull free of his holder but with no luck, only to receive a brutal blow to the stomach.

The next thing I know, the hunter has slammed his knife into Dereks leg, the silver likely burning as well.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" He yells painfully from the impact.

I can feel it in my own leg where they've hurt him. It's like my world has stopped after hearing Derek in pain and all I can see is red as my wolf and I both feel a fierce rage at the sight of his knife filled leg.

When the hunter turns to me, his sadistic grin falls off his face at the sight of me.

I can feel my fingers growing claws and my teeth elongate into my fangs. I imagine my eyes aren't the same color either, if I were to look into a mirror.

"Let. Us. Go!" I yell for the final time in a voice that's a mixture of my own and my wolves.

The rogue holding me loosens his grip for a split second, but it's enough for me to pull myself from his hold. I spin around and slash his throat with my claws, he looks shocked before his body slumps to the ground.

I turn to the hunter and stare him in the eye. I can see him cower into himself before regaining his false confidence. He pulls out a walky talky and yells for reinforcements.

The next thing we hear is a large amount of howling...

I'm unsure of who they are, but I know there's a lot heading this way.

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