Claimed As His Own novel Chapter 6

Once his footsteps faded, I slumped onto the ground and stared hopelessly around the lavish room I was in. I was never going to get out of here. But I had to, I was never going to give up.

I stood up and entered the bathroom and locked it and sunk into the bathtub after removing my grimy clothes. And as I sat under the shower, hot tears rolled down my cheeks. The emotional turmoil I was feeling was overwhelming.

So much has happened in just forty-eight hours and my mind couldn't seem to process it. My heart longed for Will's arms to be around me and to have the feeling of peace and security and joy with him and my siblings.

After sitting in the bathtub for god knows how long, I finally got out and grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around myself before peering into the bedroom to see a bag of clothes with the price tags still attached to them.

Frowning but seeing no other choice, I quickly picked a set of undergarments and a pair of jeans and a long sleeved top and shrugged them on. I was not surprised that the clothes were in my sizes. Towelling my hair dry, I looked into the mirror and I choked back a sob when I noticed the large angry prints of a hand on my neck.

The bruises were greenish-purplish and the handprints could be seen. I shuddered as I inhaled and realised that a red rose was on the dresser. I frowned, that rose hadn't been there before I went to shower. Feeling the silky petals with my fingertips and catching a slight whiff of Kingston's scent on the rose, I scoffed and snapped the flower in half.

A flower would never compensate for what he did to me. Alpha Brendon Kingston ripped me away from my friends, family and home. And nothing would ever compensate for that. I crushed the rose in my hand, watching the rose petals crumple and tear as my hands were stained with the redness of the flower.

I wanted nothing to do with him. I wanted nothing from him. All I wanted was to get away from him. And I would do so and nothing would stop me from trying to escape from this hell. I thought determinedly.

Sydney Carrington's POV

I observed my reflection in the mirror, cringing when the bruise that Kingston had given me was now a purplish-brown colour. I quickly wrapped be scarf around my neck. I didn't want to see it.

I hadn't seen Kingston ever since he gave me that horrible bruise and that was three days ago. Some of his pack members had been giving me my meals and I was so very tempted to run past them and out of the room but I knew that I had to be patient.

And besides, I didn't want any of the pack members to be punished for my actions. The people who brought my meals had been courteous, giving me small smiles and a nod as a sign of respect as I was now the Alpha female. But not once had they spoke to me.

And I guessed that was because of Kingston's instructions. And I hated him more for that. I was lonely and homesick and I didn't have any social interaction whatsoever.

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