I found myself in a haze. I was moving very fast as the speed of lighting, and then I fell on my butt in front of a little cottage house. Cute, I thought. I stand up and walk to the door to find it unlocked.
It was a neat little cottage, and it absolutely felt amazing to be here. I felt free, but somehow I felt trapped also. Like a force is holding me here, and I thought for a moment that Piper would be behind this. I do not like the idea of all those men being around me, and me feeling trapped so much. I felt like their prisoner and a cage was their housing of where that had put me. In a locked room, and none of them thought that I wouldn't try to run, or even cry. I mean just about anybody would cry if they were brought to somewhere by force or with someone you don't know much. All of that happened so fast, and now I cannot even be free. I miss my parents, even though they weren't the nicest they still were very kind to me, and I always told them how the fighting affected me. They tried not to fight when I was home or around, but somehow it felt like a broken promise since they always did. I personally cannot stand yelling or fighting.
I walked around and it felt cozy here. I felt warm and free.
I heard someone's voice outside, then more. Can I not be alone for a change? I peeked out the door and saw Piper scolding all of the guys around her. She turned to me and walked towards me. They tried to follow her but ended up on their butts because of an invisible force holding them back. I heard a lot of growling, and I see Piper smirking and then she opens the door where I'm peeking out of, and I fell. My knee hurt, and so I must have scratched it. Their eyes went wild seeing the cut as I started to stand. The growls have grown so much louder. They all tried to move through the invisible force field, I'm guessing.
"Now boys," Piper starts, "I don't want you all lurking around here while I am with Zahra, or I'll keep her longer than necessary." she explains with a smirk.
They did not like that idea, and some even shifted, and they all had taken me into another attack. Piper must've noticed because she rushed me in the cottage and kept telling me to breath. This cannot be happening, I thought to myself.
  I think I calmed down enough because Piper looked pleased with her self.  In my imagination, it must've been that she had put a spell on me not to finish out my panic attack.  She probably did, and now I think my mind is catching up with me already.  That's impressive. 
  I wondered if I could ever be happy.  Or that I could ever love. 
  "Now don't you think like that dearie, you are more capable of love than anyone else I know." she says with a small smile.  I still don't think I could even if I had wanted to, I have never been in love before.  And just because I feel sparks with most of them, doesn't mean that I would want to be with them, or even fall in love with them.  Piper apparently didn't enjoy that either.  The growls had become louder and louder.  I did the only thing I could from what I have read in books when people can read minds and thoughts.  I started to create a bubble that was metal with my thoughts inside and me in the middle.  It swirled around and around and become one whole around me. 
  I can hear my thoughts echoing now and I heard the growls in my head.  And Piper seemed impressed, and she went outside towards the men.  She was a screamin' and a hollerin' at them.  She yelled for me, great, I thought in my little bubble.
  I walked outside and stood on the door mat in front of the door.  And kept my eyes down, and I could even feel me have the glare, but it wasn't death.    From what I have picked up from books, and those can be the only things that I can survive off now, is that mates need the bond in the head so they could speak or feel when their mate is having problems or when they feel scared.  They couldn't give me the death glare because they would have killed the one who has given me the glare.  I think the most I have read about having more than one mate and that was two. 
  I couldn't hear their voices anymore but I could still hear Piper.  She must be speaking to their minds, and I am pretty sure they don't like that very much.  I looked up and their eyes were still on me, and at that moment, I think I fainted once again.   And I think it was Piper, again.

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Sorry for the slow updates guys!!!!  This hasn't been the best week but I'll post as much as I can!!  And I think I'm going to change the cover and title since it's not receiving much reads lately.