The Captive

Chapter 37

I walk through the unknown halls hoping that at some point I find my way out of this place. Luca hasn't said anything so either I'm going the right way or he finds enjoyment in my clueless wanderings. Alas I find stairs that lead up to a door and I vaguely remember going through here when I escaped last time and as I push open the door I see that I was correct. Except now I have to walk through the house, maybe run into other people with a gigantic period stain. That's just fucking embarrassing.

I pass a window and marvel at the bright sun shining, it's not even that late in the day and already so much has happened. I continue walking, making sure to keep a distance from Luca to the point that I can't even feel him anymore which is definitely a good thing. I feel like I can finally breathe. I barely pass the kitchen when I hear a yell behind me.

I glance over my shoulder and find Tony with a shocked face, his mouth agape. I smile and call out to him, "You better close that mouth before a cat comes and takes your tongue." His moment of shock is quickly ended as he runs up to me, assessing me. "How the hell are you out here Grace? Shouldn't you be locked up?" He pauses as he notices the blood on me and with the utmost idiocracy he says, "Who did you hurt to escape?"

Oh my goodness, does nobody teach the boys Sex-Ed, I mean I may come from America and we all know that their education is terrible but PLEASE! You can't be telling me that Canada is worse. "Oh, my poor sweet child," I say to him, my voice resembling the one of a sympathetic mother. "Has the education system failed you this much?" I coo, bringing my hand up to his cheek.

He flinches away from my hand, as if I am the cat about to take his tongue. "What are you talking about? You have blood all over you and it wouldn't be the first time you've hurt a member of my pack. Or the second. Or the third. Damn woman," he exclaims. I smack him lightly on the head, "Watch your mouth! You wouldn't want me to tell your mother what you just said to me, now would we? As for the blood, it's just my period, and I didn't break out, I was let out." I explained to him. He scoffed at my last words, "And who in their right mind would let you out?"

"I would," came the deep voice of Luca, he had finally caught up to us. "Now if you would excuse us, Grace has to go and change into better clothes, goodbye Tony," announced Luca. Without missing a beat Luca put his hands on my shoulders and guided me away, not even giving me a chance to speak. I shrugged him off, but kept walking to the room, turning back only when I heard Tony call out one more time, "Please don't tell my mom anything!" I gave him a smile and returned with, "Let's see how generous I feel when I have tea time with her!"

With that we were gone, disappearing behind a corner.

After a few silent steps I turn to him, whining slightly, "Why did you have to come and interrupt us? Why couldn't I have some fun with him?" He glared at me, putting a hand on my lower back and he urged me forward. "You shouldn't be spending your time playing with my pack members, especially when you're bleeding through my pants," he growled out the last part, emphasis on the my. "Sorry about your pants, but how was I supposed to fucking know that mother nature would come and be a bitch at the worst possible moment?" I respond.

He was silent after that, probably because he was grossed out or uncomfortable about the period talk. Ugh fucking men, they're the real pussies. We continued our walk in silence until we reached the door to his room, well technically his living room and then I walked into his room straight to the closet. I totally ignored the female side of the closet and went to Luca's side, grabbing an oversized sweater and the smallest pair of sweatpants I could find. I turn tail and head straight to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

I hear Luca walking around the room, and while I start to change a muffled voice comes through, "You know there is an entire untouched section of clothes made specifically for my mate for when she came to live with me in my closet you do realize that, right?"

I roll my eyes, wishing for silence, but to shut him up I retort bluntly. "Luca, I am shoving a cotton stick up my vagina right now so if you could please shut the fuck up and not lecture me for a moment I would appreciate it."

He was silent.