Chapter 1

Caught

I think I could break these silver chains. But my head is spinning too much to concentrate...

A door creaks open and let's in some further light. I grimace as it slightly irritates my flesh. A figure emerges and comes into my view. I was ready to give a smart arse remark or something. But all I can manage to say is his name.
"Brian...?"
He chuckles and leans forward so I can see that he is indeed my old hunting buddy.

"Well 'Stang. Look at you." He smirks hoovering a stake over my chest. I eye him carefully, trying not to move.

I somehow find my voice and place a small smile on my lips.
"Been awhile.." I trail off remembering what had happened the last time we spoke. I had apparently slept with his sister or something... Wrong of course but he doesn't want to hear it. She had gotten herself killed on a hunt, and Brian blamed me. I don't understand why or how he came up with that idea. I was in sunlit tides, while they where at river-view...

"It sure has. I see the 'life' has been kind to you" He chuckles placing the stake closer to me. I lean backwards trying to keep the vervain dripping stake away from my flesh. This guy was one of the best. I needed to be careful here.

"What do you want?" I ask making him raise an eyebrow. "If you wanted me dead I wouldn't be breathing right now. So I presume you want something." I add not taking my eyes off the stake.

"Indeed" he shrugs. "I have a few questions. And then ill end it, nice and slow" he laughs. I tense again and pull against the sliver, hissing as it burns. He shakes his head and tuts.

Placing the stake down he pulls something out of his pocket. "You either play along or.." He flashes me a grin as he holds up a small flash. I don't need to look to see what it is.

Vervain and Alpha wolf venom combo. Now that would hurt. I look back to him and slowly nod my head.

"Going to starve you a little. So have a good night sleep." He waves heading out of the door once again.

I bow my head down and eye my restrains again. I begin to pull, trying to ignore the sting. But I was dealing with one of the best. He was known as the Torture Slayer in his town, and now I was his victim.
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End of chapter.