Caution, Purpose and Faith '-'-'-' A Derek Hale Story'-'-'-'

Chapter 24: I Bet You Are Wondering What The Flip Is Going On?

Almost the end :'(....I need a moment you guys. Oh and its not Chris Argent, incase there is some confusion.

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SSC 

A sharp stinging pain startled her awake, the left side of her cheek throbbed in pain and Meg was pretty sure it was reddening. With blurry vision she searched the room she was in. there was white light from lamps focused on her causing her eyes to water, she blinked rapidly.  There were other figures in the room, their silhouettes standing around her, watching her, Meg gulped fear rising within her she wanted to move but realised that her arms were restrained and suspended in the air. Her gaze travelled up her arm, heavy bulky iron cuffs surrounds both her wrists, held up by a solid strong chain. Her senses heightened as her survival instincts began to kick in, her heart raced.

“Where am I, who are you?” She demanded struggling against the chains that rattled, one of the lights turned away from her, she winced from the abrupt change in ambience her eyes struggling to adjust. She heard heavy footsteps approaching her, she looked up and stared wide-eyed. A tall shadow loomed over her a pair of piercing green eyes belonging to a narrow sinister face glared at her.

“You were very good at escaping our radar Miss Day, we wouldn’t have found out about you if it wasn’t for…well let’s say a certain spy in our mists.” A grin full of dangerous intent curved his chapped lips; Meg resisted the urge to shudder in fear.

“What are you talking about? Let me go!” She demanded trying to use her supernatural strength to break through the chains, but she felt weak and drained. Her feet tangled under her, the chains pulled at the joints of her arms and she gritted her teeth.

“Let you go? Sure…” He began to pace in front of her, playing with the sharp tip of his dagger “once you tell us everything we need to know, starting with—“ He stopped abruptly and pointed the blade at her.“Where is your Alpha hiding?” Meg gave him a flat look, watching him as he walked over to the table beside her and kept a hand over a box of some kind.

“Listen old man you got the wrong girl over—“ Meg gasped and shudder when a surge of electrical current zapped through her body, her being racked with convulsions as she gripped the chains above her painfully tightly. When the shock stopped her muscles were drained useless, her heart burned and she was rendered speechless from the agony and fear. 

“Where is your Alpha hiding?” He demanded aggressively, no mockery on his face anymore, just pure rage and determination. Meg panted, sweat beads dripping down the sides of her face as she struggled to recover. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about—“he twisted the knob again, amping the volts and sending more jolts of pure energy through her, Meg spasmed before hanging limply, rocking back and forth in the air.

“You are being very difficult my dear, fine…it’s your funeral.” He stated snidely before winding the knob again.

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“Her smell led us up to here” Derek stated with Erica, Boyd and Isaac beside him, they were all standing at the school parking lot behind the entrance, their keen eyes searched the air.

The alpha’s inky brows furrowed his fists clenching as he tried to calm the anxiety that made his heart race. How could this happen?

“Derek!”

It’s been four hours since Isaac had come rushing down the steel steps of the railway station with Erica and Boyd hot at his heels. Derek stomped out of his train in full alert, wondering what his pack was so panicked about.