Disclaimer: I don't know if I have to do these every chapter, but I'll do one anyways. The characters, excluding the dogs, still belong to Sarah J. Maas.

I reached down to tie my sneakers as my phone buzzed. I picked it up, trying to keep Artemis under control with one hand. It was Mor texting me.

Mor: Hurry up Feyre! Why aren't u at the dog park yet? R u ever on time anywhere?

Feyre: Mor, patience is a virtue. Ik u don't have any, but you could at least try.

Feyre: I'll b there soon.

Smiling, I tucked my phone in a pocket and grabbed some bags, stowing those away too. As I reached for the door, Tamlin strode into the entry area.

"Where are you going, Feyre?" he asked innocently.

"I'm taking Artemis for a walk to the dog park," I asked slightly suspiciously.

"You aren't allowed to go to the dog park anymore," Tamlin informed me.

"Why not?" was my pinched response.

His face softened. "I don't want you to get hurt," he answered almost tenderly.

"How would I get hurt?" I asked, fighting to keep my voice level. I was not an object that he could command and guard, I was a person, my own person.

"I don't want you interacting with trash like Rhysand," he spit out the name as if it tasted bad. "Do you know that Rhysand has been pressed with murder charges and has a certain way of … influencing people," he finished uncomfortably.

I was shocked to hear that the kind, mischievous man from the dog park had been pressed with murder charges. "Okay, I won't take Artemis to the dog park, but I'm going to take her walking around the neighborhood," I told Tamlin, looking him in the eye.

"I don't want you going outside the house. I didn't even know that you were in danger last time, I don't want that happening again," he said with a finality that had me gritting my teeth.

"What danger?"

"I told you, Rhysand is dangerous. Talking to him, interacting with him. He could have played with your mind, with your emotions!"

It all sounded like nonsense to me, but I nodded my head, determined to get out of this suffocating house. I gave Tamlin a pinched smile as he kissed my forehead and told me he had to go to a meeting. I watched him stride out the door.

As soon as he drove off, I tried the door to find that he had locked it from the outside. He had locked me in the house. I kicked the door, trying to keep my tears at bay. I was claustrophobic, and the thought of being trapped in the house scared me more than I wanted to admit.

My phone beeped twice and I wiped at my eyes many times before I was able to make out the words through my blurred vision. Mor was wondering why I wasn't at the dog park yet. This threw me into a farther state of panic. I texted her back my hands shook so violently that I only managed to send a few hysterical phrases.

Mor: Where r u feyre?

Feyre: Tamlin. Can't come.

Mor: Wait what?

Feyre: Tamlin said I can't go outside. He locked me in the house.

Mor: Stay calm. I'm coming to get you. What's your address?

Feyre: 1674 Rose avenue

Mor: I'm on my way. Deep breaths.

I wondered what I'd done to deserve a friend who came for me immediately. The thought calmed me slightly, but nausea overtook me again as I thought of Tamlin and the house I was trapped in. I curled up on the floor, clutching my knees, trying to breathe.

Artemis stood over me. She nosed my neck. When I didn't reply, she licked my ear. Sensing that something was wrong as I didn't move, she barked. She seemed thoroughly alarmed at my state. She stood guard over me, barking with fervor now. Even that couldn't pull me from my frozen state. Shock and betrayal paralysed me.

It could have been seconds, minutes, or hours that I stayed curled up until an impatient knock sounded on the front door. It echoed through the house, but I didn't have enough energy to answer it. Someone swore on the other side before I heard a click.

The door swung open and I could only make out the blurry outline of a woman. I heard Mor's voice, trying to sooth Artemis. Mor slid Artemis' leash onto her arm before picking me up. "Come on Feyre, let's get out of here," Mor said assertively before I felt her walk towards the open front door.

I tried to ask where we were going, but I wasn't able too. I felt her walk over the gravel path. Another voice, male this time, swore, then opened a door. Mor laid me down on some soft seat and someone slid in behind me. I heard the car doors slam shut and I started thrashing again, I wouldn't be trapped.

"It's okay Feyre, you're free now. We're just taking you back to my house. You're free," a deep voice said to me softly. It was a soothing, low voice that made me calm down immediately. A hand stroked my hair, brushing it off my face. "Just breath," the voice, Rhysand's voice, continued. I took a deep breath. After about ten minutes, the car stopped.

Rhys picked me up gently and carried me inside a building where I was met by barking. "Not now Whirlwind," Rhys said to him. Whirlwind immediately fell silent.

A sudden weariness overtook me as Rhys mounted a staircase. I was eventually laid on something soft and warm, a bed I'm assuming.

I saw a flash of silver dart into the room, then settle onto the bed beside me. Artemis licked my face once and I gave her a weak smile. I looked up at Rhys whose concerned face swam in my vision. "Thank you," I rasped. Then I fell asleep, violet eyes filled with worry my last memory.

A/N: Hi everyone! Just in case it wasn't clear, the italics are texting conversations, and Mor picked the lock to Tamlin's house since no one has magic unfortunately. Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Please review to let me know what you think. Have a great day!