Taken

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

Mallory's POV

I was extremely groggy as I slowly floated back into awareness. Not at all ready to start the day, I snuggled even more into my warm pillow. The warmth of my pillow seemed to surround me, wrapping me in the most comfortable cocoon. It wasn't until I felt my pillow rise and fall that I panicked. Wait a moment... I jerked up, my head swimming as the blood rushed throughout the rest of my body. I looked around, feeling my fear rise as I took in the unfamiliar room. What had I done?! Gotten some wild hair and jumped into bed with some stranger? No, that didn't sound like me at all. Had I been drinking and...?

My thoughts were interrupted when a manly, husky voice spoke my name. It was quickly followed with a hand stroking my arm. Sparks traveled as I snapped my head in the direction of that voice. My eyes widened as I took in Damien's shirtless form. Damien... Damien? Damien! With the force of a brick, the last day or two came rushing back. With a squeak that resembled a mouse, I tumbled sideways out of the bed. I didn't even bother scrambling to my feet as I crawled away from him. I turned to face him, curling up into a ball in the corner.

"Mallory?" he questioned, slowly rising to his feet. I gaped for a moment at him. What the hell had happened to him over night? He had visibly grown another at least five inches, making him closer to seven feet and his muscles seemed to bulge. Speaking of muscle he had it... everywhere! His six packs had turned into an eight overnight. What the hell!? I cringed as he slowly started forwards.

"Don't! Go away! Stay away from me!" I screamed my throat hurting at the force behind it. I didn't understand it; why was I acting like this NOW? I had been taken over a day ago and now I decided to freak over my situation? Everything just seemed to sink in at that moment. With each new discovery, I felt as if I was being slapped or injured in some form or way.

I was kidnapped; that was like a kick in the stomach. My kidnapper treated me as if I was his possession; SLAP! My kidnapper was some kind of wolf-shifter; a stab in the side, yup. Kane, the kidnapper's father was also a wolf and didn't approve of human's thereby wanted to kick me out. That was actually like a slave on all my injuries. Freedom was close! But of course, my kidnapper isn't letting me go anywhere; that just re-opened all wounds. Next, Damien tells me that we're 'mates' and meant to be together. Just slit my throat open why don't ya? Last but not least, I feel bad for the big guy when he gets injured in a fight he started just to keep me here! Okay, so that last one is my own fault but still!

I didn't realize him inching closer until he brushed his finger-tips against my cheek. I jerked back, ignoring the tingles and shrieking. I slapped at his hand, attempting to push him away and past him. I shoved past him, running for the bathroom only to stop in my tracks when I remembered he had broken down the door yesterday. I felt his large hand wrap completely around my wrist before he spoke in my ear.

"Mallory, baby what's wrong?" I spun around quickly, ripping my arm away and staring at him in disgust. How dare he ask me that? And give me that stupid pet name!

"Stay away from me!" I snarled at him, backing away while glaring at him. He seemed seriously confused, taking a step forwards. I growled at him, surprising myself. Since when do I growl? He also seemed surprised for a moment before understanding crossed his features and he smirked.

"I see your wolf is starting to show." He stated, crossing his huge arms. I noticed briefly that his shoulder was merely just a pink scar; then his words hit me like a slap to the face.

"Excuse me!?" I screeched, my eyes widening. He winced and hissed.

"Not so loud, baby. That shit hurts my sensitive ears." He stated. I ignored that, stumbling back another step.