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truly was. My mothers deep brown hair was slowly turning grey, her bright blue eyes met mine with warmth yet determination that was thrilling and scary. She looked ready to fight a war. 

 

'Pack, I have brought you here for one reason and one reason only! We are here to retrieve Chase and the human girl Maxine Mae who was unnecessary brought into this mess.' I cleared my voice not wanting to sound like a frightened boy or weak. I am Eighteen, in our culture that meant I was a man, I can and will do this. 'We are not gathered here to plot revenge!' I heard people suck in startled and annoyed breaths, before the accusations began I pushed on. 'We are not one to allow our pack member's to die in the name of us! this will not be our down brining! WE WILL BE STRONGER!' My voice was met with silence, maybe they would agree. 'We will not murdered innocence in the name of a war that is not theirs to fight. We will retrieve OUR Beta and the human. We Will prepare for a war that We Will Win!' I was met with roars, it took me a second to realise they weren't outraged. My people actually trusted and believe in me! Maybe I could do this after all. 'Do not get me wrong, I Remember. My farther was taken along with some of your husbands, brothers, sisters and children. Heck even your grandchildren. We are not going to allow them to put us into camps and kill us off! We will fight back and we will once again be free!' 

 

I was met with such glee it was out sounding. It was almost like being in a night club, the noise surrounded me, begging my very bones to join in! Their cry s gave me all the more reason to fight on. 'Now, I know it is wrong of me to ask but I need every available male to continue protecting our border. Go to school and work like normal. I'm asking those who work here to produce the food, to clean or cook to give up your station, not permanently, to a woman who will be able to fill in your absence. Above all else we must protect our own. We must continue to live! After all we are Human ourselves!' 

 

 

......

 

As we tore through this unknown building we were met with startled, yet few guards We met five tops, only two of which actually carried guns. As we ran into the control room; a small grey room covered in TV's and a colourful key pad and something that looked like a joy stick. I quickly destroyed all evidence of us ever being here. Sitting down in the controllers seat I sent my wolves out to wreck havoc. Den, who was perched in the door way kept watch. I quickly grabbed every sheet of paper, every CD in that freaking office before destroying and setting fire to that room. 

 

When I laid eyes on the tiny ready brown wolf I was confused before I looked into her eyes. One as cold as ice and the other as hot as hell. Max. The stench of smoke, blood, piss, sweat and her magic surrounded me. I held her soft and small body in my arms before she riddled free, trying to tell me about  Chase. A spike of envy shot through me as I watched her rub against my pack in greeting. Her fur didn't quite cover the thin scars covering her back from her past. 

 

I could tell everyone could see them yet they did not point them out, she had been through enough. Chase was too weak to complain as I lifted him easily and began the quick journey back to the car. I watched as my pack ran around Max pushing her to run further as blood slowly ran from her shoulder She had been shot! Fuck. She snapped playfully at Mason and ran between Tig and him, each of them lending her their help. I suddenly felt a burst of power as every door and window was forced shut. Fire would soon demolish the building As we turned away from the building she became weaker and weaker. 

 

Mason must have said something to her because she quickly passed me, running ahead with Mason. As the car came into view she stopped and licked Masons cheek. I wonder what he had said to her...? My pack shivered as she told or showed them something, each whining slightly - even the silent and watchful Chase shivered in my arms. 

 

All of a sudden my pack shifted, Max was the only one not to. Even a weak Chase had managed too. She looked down, away from my barely clothed pack members. If she was I human form I'm pretty sure she would have been blushing. When she stood still looking down, even after they changed I said 'It's okay princess we won't watch.' My pack nodded in agreement, ready to turn their backs but she shook her head. I felt a spike of anger - why didn't she want to shift? Didn't she trust us?  'Huh you have my word, we need to leave' I told her expecting her to comply this time. She shook her shaggy head again. Den put his massive had on my shoulder 'I don't think that's the problem. Can you Change?' He asked her calmly. She shrugged and shook her head. You don't know how too?' He clarified, she shook her head once again and rubbed her cheek against his hand in a thankful way. He made a weird sound and then turned to us, 'Right, you lot get in.' He ordered, not taking no for an answer. I almost growled but I knew I had to do this to not appear childish and gain her trust. Chase unlike the rest of us stayed standing next to Den, leaning on him for support. 

 

 

The torcher chamber of my memories

Chapter 32

 

Chase defiant as ever stayed behind, as the rest of the pack were ordered into the car, even though he could barely stand the saying dead on your feet fit perfectly Denver, who had become Chases leaning post didn't seem to care, considering Chase had practically seen me at my worst.

 

 'Look at me' He said softly. I didn't want to, what if he was still sparely clothed. He made an annoyed sound and lifted my head. His chocolate brown eyes shone into mine. I smiled at his now jogger and tee shirt clad body. They had the fore thought to bring clothes, good. Wait it took us hours to get here I wondered what they were doing for two days? 'You know when you go for a run?' Den asked me, he continued after my nod 'Well you get that over whelming feeling don't you. Like your suffocating on air.' He and chase sat down beside me as if they had no care in the world. 'Well the only way to rid yourself of that feeling is to breathe in through your nose and the sharp pain in the back of your throat goes away, right?' He told me, I knew what he meant. It felt almost as if the air was sharp. Attacking the back of your throat with miniature knives. I listened entranced by his deep voice, I led my head on his heavily muscled chest. Looking up into his kind, chocolate eyes. 'Well concentrate on your nose's intake and your moths out put.' I did as he said, monitoring each individual breath. 'Now as you look into my eye's I need you to  visualise our bond. Follow that gold little chain to each one of our brains and then return to your own.' His voice was hypnotic. 'Allow me to enter you mind' He said softly. 

 

I looked around, no longer seeing Denvers's eyes but the basement I was one trapped in. As Denver entered the door I growled ready to attack. Still in wolf form my mind wasnt feeling all too friendly.

 

Shh. It's okay I'm here to help you. His voice was no longer gruff but smooth like honey. His chuckle travelled through out the underground room. I watched each muscle flex as he walked down the stairs. I gotta say it was pretty impressive. Will you stop checking me out and focus! He said laughing as he reached me. Can you hear everything I'm thinking? Um duh, I'm in your head remember. Oh... Hmm. So what do I do next, I wonder.. Poking him in the face with my nose as he nelt down felt like a good enough plan, I laughed at his funny expression. You are real. I giggled, lying on the rough floor. What is this place?

 

I looked at my mother, she's not really here more like a ghost. Her flaming hair glistening in the sun, her eyes full of anger and vehemence. Her insults seeming to echo as she says them. My laughter died instantally.

 

 

IT IS. ALL YOUR FAULT!

I sat up quickly, cowering next to Den.

 

YOU DO NOT DESERVE NOR ARE YOU WORTH THE VERY BREATH YOU STEAL EVERY FUCKING MINUET!

 

YOU SHOULD BE DEAD, YOU HEAR ME! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN YOU!

 

MY SWEET INNOCENT BOY, YOU KILLED HIM, MURDERED HIM! SPOILT BRAT!

 

Hands wrecked across my back, my screams joined hers. She walked down the stairs, leaving me trembling in her presence. Even now she terrified me. I felt the hunger I had felt then. My seventh birthday... 

 

She brought down mouldy bread. 'I-i-i-iI'm A-Aaaalergic.' my voice no longer strong but child like and stuttering. I felt every hit wrack my body. This time it wasn't only nails but a belt too.

I see myself having fun and dancing in the rain with Hunter and then his lips are forced upon mine as I run away screaming no. The men who had beat me only hours before came into the room beating me catch me and I am back in the rancid chamber.

 

There shadows well defined, more recent. Huge and monstrous. Red eyes glare back at me. Instead of my child like body I was presented with the body I had now. Battered and bruised.

 

The red haired man held me against his chest like an unwilling shield. As my clothes are torn away from me.

 

I watch as my battered body is beaten again and again.

 

Bang

 

The gunshot joining and merging in with my pain, memory s flooded around my brain. My screams came louder as even my night mares joined in the on salt. The room rattled, my mother throne across the room with the power I possessed with my mind. Blood obscured my view. Hands reached for me, pulling me close to their chest. My tears echoing, not wanting to be held by a monster - yet wanting it all the more after the thought of loosing the comfort. 

 

Now stood me and chase, Nessie was there too talking random things. I can't even remember the conversation.

 

''You've never been with a man'

'A man'

'Man'

 

Nessie I thought sighing.

 

Hush. Hush now little one. 

 

 

Denvers's voice joined the echo of sounds. Until it was only me and him left in the one room where all my night mares began. I was expecting something along the lines of 'Dang your even more fucked up then me' But I