Chapter 33: Chapter Thirty-Three

**Alexandria**

I can't believe Stacy would do this; she has some serious jealousy issues. Her story is convincing so far, I wonder if she is telling the truth, if she was then I would have felt the pain of them sleeping together, unless they did it when I was knocked out in which case, I wouldn’t even know what happen. I just hope this is all a huge lie. she has a look on her face that tells me she is telling the truth, but she could just be a good actress.

“After he dropped you at home that night, I made sure to have my rogues get you once he was gone.”

Jaxson must be going crazy. I hope Annie and John can keep him calm and keep him on track, if she really plans to kill me, then I pray the moon goddess will at least help him to be happy and bless him with a mate who will truly love him and help him to guide his pack with a true heart.

I look back at Stacy to focus again on the rest of her story. She snaps her finger in my face and regain my attention. “Are you listening to me? If you’re not going to pay attention, then I will just leave and I will let my rogues have their fun with you and I will go back to Jaxson.”

“Sorry Stacy, I’m listening now, I am just trying to process everything.” I make sure to show her that I am paying attention.

“So anyway, like I said before, when he came back to the pack house, we were together all night, and the next morning he asked me to be his Luna since you ran out on him. He must really need a Luna for his pack, he will come to love me the way he loved you, especially once you’re dead and that bond with him is broken, he will form a bond with me, so after Jaxson and I mark each other I’ll send these guys in here to finish you off.”

This bitch, I can't believe her! She is such a manipulative psycho bitch, I refuse to let her treat Jaxson this way, even if she plans to kill me, I refuse to go down without a fight.

I try to pull at my chains and the burn makes me pause for a minute. But then I regain my fight and I pull at my chains again trying to break free no matter how much it burns and when Stacy sees me trying to get loose, she jumps up out of her chair and runs out towards the door too quickly for me to catch her.

I managed to break through the chains, and I try to throw the chair through the door, but she manages to get out before the chair hits the door.

When I reach the door to try and pull it open, but I wasn’t fast enough, they drugged me too much and it has made all my abilities almost non-existent. When I reach the door, I hear Stacy on the other side cackling, and she manages to throw more words at me as she walks away.

“See you later Alex, I have a Luna ceremony to prepare for, and an Alpha waiting at home in bed for me to please. I’ll see you later.”

Then the room plunges into utter quiet, and I feel alone again, I turn and walk to the mattress and curl into the fetal position, I am beginning to lose all hope of being saved. I guess Jaxson isn't coming after all, and I have no one anymore.

If Stacy is right about everything, she said then that means my parents probably think I ran away too. They will eventually move on and come to terms with my running away, they will wait around to see if I will call them, but after a while of no calls or visits from them they will probably begin to think I don’t want anything to do with them, I just pray that they don’t give up on me, my parents of all people should know.

I just hope that my parents don't mourn my death for too long. I pray to the moon goddess that she will watch over them and comfort them in their mourning of my death and I pray that she will guide Jaxson and bring him a new mate who can truly love him the way I would have.

I finally come to terms with the way my life is now, and I have nothing else to do but to close my eyes and try to sleep as much as I can before Stacy, or the rogues come back to finish me off. I might as well try to get some sleep; I close my eyes and eventually drift into a sleepless slumber.

I don’t get to sleep too long before I hear the locks on the door slide open and the door opens and light shine through and there is a shadow along the floor and I keep my eyes closed, I don’t even bother to open my eyes because I know it’s not going to be anyone to save me.

I wish my wolf was here with me right now, to at least bring me some comfort in my final moments of what life I have left on this earth. At least when I’m gone, I’ll have the moon Goddess to keep me company after this.

As I’m laying here, I feel someone pull on my legs and I hear the horrible sounding voice that gave me chills every time they would bring food in before and the stench that I would smell when they came in.

"We are going to have some fun pretty thang. Come here.”

No, I can’t let this happen, I need to get out of here, just because no one is coming for me doesn’t mean I need to give up all together and let these nasty rogue wolves have their way with me, I refuse to let them do anything worse than beat me.

“Now, keep still little wolf. I can make you feel good if you give me the chance.”

HE grabs my arms and holds the chain tight so I can move my arms and he’s got my legs pinned down but I refuse to give up I bow my back and try to wiggle and squirm any way I can to get him off of me.

“The boss did not give us the go ahead yet. She said once the Luna ceremony is complete then and only then we can have our fun.”

“Dammit George! Let me have my fun!”

Thank the Goddess for the mysterious voice that made this rogue stop whatever he was about to do to me. I need to figure out a way to get out of here.

“I’ll be back sweet thang, don’t go nowhere.”

“Cliff! Get out of there. The boss told you she would let us know when we could have her.”

The rogue I assume is named Cliff, climbs off me and give me a hard shove into the dirty mattress and gives me a couple good kicks to the ribs, then storms off towards the door and slams it shut and I hear the lock click. I am trying to gather my breath and regain my composure, but after everything I have been through since I’ve been here, I am starting to lose faith in ever getting out of here alive. I might as well try and get what little sleep I can. Finally, I start to drift off to images of Jaxson.