Olivia’s POV
“Olivia, wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”
I jerked awake and fell to the cold stone floor. What was happening? Where was I?
My hands and legs were still bound with rope, and I still had the sack over my head. I could tell that we weren’t in the car anymore. It was more spacious, and I could move my legs around, and the air felt damp and clammy.
My body slowly began to regain consciousness, and soon, I groaned in pain. Why did the back of my head hurt so much?
I tried to slip my hands out of the rope to rub the throbbing area, but the knots were too tight.
Slowly, I began to panic. I had no idea where I was or what the people that captured me wanted to do with me.
“Hello? Is anyone here?’
My voice, though my sack and gag, bounced off the walls, and there was no reply. I was alone in this cold and damp place.
I lay on the floor, downcast, cold and broken. How did I get myself into this mess? What did these people want from me?
I lay still with my eyes closed and silent tears running down my face. All I could think about was Andre and how worried he would be.
“Andre, I wish you were here.”
I sobbed silently, and my salty tears fell into my mouth, reminding me of how hungry I was.
As I continued to cry, I heard the sound of footsteps walking towards me.
I immediately fell silent and tried to sit up, but I was too weak to move my body around.
“… I’m so thirsty right now. Is that a bottle of whiskey? Hand it over.”
I heard a slap and an angry voice replying to the thirsty man.
“Are you insane? Do you ever focus on your job? This isn’t for you. It’s for our captive.”
The first guy groaned.
“That’s not fair. Why does the captive get to drink something? I am dying of thirst over here.”
“I would happily give this to you and allow you to disembowel yourself, you idiot. It turns out that she is pregnant. The boss wants her to drink this so that it can kill the baby, and she’ll be up to full strength. She needs to be ready.”
My heart jumped into my throat. They were… They were going to kill my baby?!
I felt something in me break and I began to cry out.
“No! No, you can’t! You can’t kill my baby! You can’t kill her! Please, spare me! Spare her life!”
I couldn’t see the men, but it didn’t stop me from crying and begging them. I couldn’t let them take Andre’s child. I couldn’t let them take my child.
“Please let me go!”
“Fuck, she’s awake! Dumbass! You were the one that was supposed to watch her, but you chose to follow me instead!”
The second guy was enraged, and I heard another slap.
“She was knocked out pretty good,” explained the first guy, with pain in his voice. “What did you want me to do? Watch over her sleeping body? I got hungry and thirsty, so I left. Anyway, she is tied up pretty well; there is no way she’s going to escape those ropes.”
“I can’t believe how dense you are. Do I need to remind you that she’s not an ordinary wolf? She is the chosen one. She could have activated her powers and escaped! I don’t want any problem with the boss. I want to get this shit done and get my money.”
I soon heard footsteps walking towards me, and in a split second, the sack was torn off my head, and I was finally face to face with my captors.
The first guy was scruffy-looking with an awkward smile, while the second guy, who held the bottle, was much more neat and had a serious expression on his face.
“Aren’t you a beautiful bit of sunshine?” commented the serious guy. “We want you to make this easy for us, so open up and drink this.”
He brought the bottle close to my lips, and I turned my head away. There was no way, in hell, that I was going to drink that disgusting, smelling concoction. I would never do anything to harm my baby willingly.
Foolhardy courage rose inside of me as I whipped my head away again.
“You bastards can go fuck yourselves! I am not going to drink that!”
The serious guy growled and grabbed my chin.
“You are a feisty little flower, aren’t you? I’m not going to fucking ask you again! Open up and drink this!”
I spat on his face, and he reeled back in disgust and surprise.
“Never! Don’t you dare touch me again!”
His scruffy friend was looking at the drama and rubbing his hands together gleefully.
“She really got to you, didn’t she? I haven’t seen anyone give you a tough time like this before.”
The serious guy wiped my spit off his face and glared at me hatefully.
“You are going to regret doing that!”
He walked up to me again and forced my mouth open, forcing the contents into my mouth and trying to get me to swallow.
“Swallow, bitch! Swallow!”
The bitter liquid drenched my tongue and palate, and I spat it out in disgust, pouring it all over the serious man.
His rage burst through the roof, and he raised his hand to slap me.
“If you harm my child, I will kill myself and my wolf along with me if you dare harm my child. None of you will have me!”
My blurt caused the man to stop with his hand just meters away from my cheek.
His scruffy friend looked concerned.
“Hey, I don’t think we should push this further. The lady seems serious. The boss won’t be happy if we had a dead captive.”
The serious guy flexed his fingers in anger and finally dropped his hand to his side.
“Finally, you’re using that brain of yours. We aren’t going to risk her harming herself. Let us go speak to the boss.”
The serious guy glared at me, turned his back, and left with his friend.
I was left alone in my cell, and all I could do was cry.