Chapter 6: Remembrance

I continue to run throughout the darkness. The trees cloud my path as I hastily run past them. Suddenly, I'm caught. My breaths are jagged as I think it is him who has trapped me.. I realize that my dress is strung on a limb. I pull on the fabric, trying to break free. Successfully I do so, ripping the dress in the process.

My heart is ringing in my ears, I'm trying to push myself faster. Now I regret the drinks I consumed. My breathe heaves up in down as I hear the crackling of the leaves behind me.

He's coming for me.

"I love that you're making this a game, Lee. All the more pleasurable. You always were a tease," he yells from behind. The thing is that I'm not teasing him. "Run all you want, Lee-Lee. Soon enough you'll be mine."

I don't understand his reestablished fascination with me. He's married to Emily. He imprinted on Emily! Everything I thought I knew was false.

Sam wants me.

I push my legs harder and faster. I know I've gone past my human limit of forty miles an hour. The only thing keeping me free of his grasp is the adrenaline coursing through my veins. My legs are burning, dying for an escape. I try to take in a gulp of air, but realize the attempt is a loss.

I cut across into a small open area of the forest. I dare not look back afraid that he isn't far behind. I need not look back because I know exactly where he is.

The trees rustle and I try not to stumble. But I know I'm defeated.

Two arms wrap around me pulling me into a hard chest. I'm forced to face him. I try to shove, trying to evade his grasp. Yet he's stronger than me.

It's no use, I'm trapped.

"Now don't fight, Leah. It'll only make things worse," he whispers upon my neck. "Tell me you want me."

"Never you fucking cunt!" I yell, spitting on his face.

He runs his hands down my legs, underneath my dress. Starring in my eyes he orders me to do so again. This time I fail.

"I want you," I say, trying not to puke through his gag order.

"No, that won't do. Say it like you mean it." I refuse, not giving him what he wants. "Now!" But I'm forced to do so anyway.

"Oh God, I want you, Sam!"

"Very good. That's what I like. Keep up with the cooperation and this will be just as fun for you as it is for me." The sick pig! I would never again consent to sex with the bastard.

His hands fool around with the little fabric that is left on my skin. In an instant it's gone, lost in the forest with my pride.

"I've forgotten how lovely your assets are, dear," he admits starring at my bare chest. His hands roam over my body and I find his lips pressed to my neck. He's trailing kisses down my chest, then immediately he stops. His lips brush across my ear as he enters another request, "Tell me what you like." I don't answer, hoping he'll give up. "Oh, that's right I remember." I gasp, desperately hoping that the pain will end soon. He takes my gasp as me begging, meaning more motivation for him.

His lips move from my skin as he braces his teeth against my neck. His teeth latch down. Abruptly, they're sinking farther and farther into my skin. I cry out in agony, but he takes it a pleasure. He begins sucking at the wound, causing more hurt.

I fall to the ground from the pain of the bite. Suddenly, he's atop of me, starring at me with a smirk plastered on his face. He runs his hands down to the seam of my thong interlacing his fingers through it.

"Such a pretty little thing. It's a shame that I have to get rid of it." There's something underlining in his voice.

"No!" I protest. "It's my favorite!" I hope I've bought myself sometime so I can flee. But of course I haven't.

With a flick of his wrist he's ripped the cloth. I watch as it floats through the wind and into the trees.

Pinning my shoulders down he hovers over me. Before plunging into me he fixes himself. I clench my eyes shut hoping it's all a dream that I have yet to wake up from.

He moans, as he digs hard and fast into me. I feel the blood sliding down my legs. Silently, tears stream down to my chin as he groans "Leah, Leah!"

"Leah, Leah!"

My eyes flash open to see Embry beside me. A firm hand is placed on my shoulder, the other sliding from my side down to his own. I examine his body crouched beside the bed that I've fallen asleep on. I can vaguely make out the expression on his face, but I can tell from the aura around us that he's concerned.

"Leah, what were you dreaming about?" Embry asks, running a hand across my cheek. For a second I get caught up in the warm caress. I soon push it aside, trying to make sense of my nightmare.

"It was a dream?" I choke out in a voice that is hoarse from what I guess was the cause of screaming.

"Well, I guess not. More of a nightmare, seeing as it made you cry." Immediately, I turn my head from him ashamed that he has seen me crying. "Don't be embarrassed, Leah. It's something that has affected you. You're going through a lot of shit!" He pauses taking a deep breath. "It was Sam, wasn't it?"

"Yes," I say barley above a whisper.

"Leah, just know that I'm here for you," I turn my head finding his dark eyes. Looking at him I know that each word he says is filled with truth. "I'll listen to anything you have to say. But that doesn't mean you can't stop me from finding that bastard and ripping his fucking head off!"

"Trust me, I'd love to do the same," I sigh, running a hand across my damp cheek. I place my hands in my lap and fiddle with my fingers until I find my voice. "It wasn't really a dream. More of a nightmare. It was about the night that- his wedding night." I bite my lip trying to force the word vomit out. "It was just remembering. All that he did. I finally broke the hold that he had on me. Then all of it flooded my mind as soon as it got the opportune chance. Embry, Sam raped me! I begged him not to. I ran. I ran as fast as I could, but he caught me. Sam claimed me. Sam still loves me!"

Suddenly, I gasp as pain rips through my abdomen. I clinch my eyes shut hissing from the agony. Never would I ever thought I would go through such pain. It always seemed to happen when Sam was mentioned.

I pry open my eyes as a scorching hand is placed upon my stomach. Instantly, the pain ceases. My eyes widen as I stare at Embry. I draw my eyes across his arm to his hand then back up to his face. A small smile creeps up my face as I say, "I think it likes you."

"Of course she likes me. I'm sort of a ladies' man."

"Bullshit, Embry. You are not."

"Really? Then explain how I have two beautiful women in my bed." I roll my eyes at him as his arrogance begins to grow, But I know that it's not all haughtiness. He really means it.

"No, Embry. I think it knows who you are. Maybe she can sense how I feel about you."

There's a pause as Embry gets closer to me. I feel his breath cross my face. "How do you feel about me?" He asks in a low whisper only I can hear. He's completely serious. Before I can answer he inched closer to me. I don't back up. I slightly tilt my head forward, near touching Embry. I let out a shaky breath, my eyes locked within his. He wraps a hand around the small of my neck, keeping the gaze. "It's all going to be okay," he reassures me. "I promise." For a moment I forget everything that's happened. Only focusing on how close his lips are to mine. Just one slight movement and our lips will meet.

The click of his door is heard as a hand is wrapped around it. Hastily, he hops up and is on his feet in a moment. He meets the intruder at the door, guarding him from seeing me. Whoever it is, is breathing hard. As soon as he speaks I know who he is.

"Embry, is it true?"

"Is what true?" Embry asks in a low voice.

"That Sam left and found Leah. Please, tell me it's true. I have to know. I want my sister back. I really miss her. Please, tell me it's not some damn lie." I'm on my feet making my way to the door. Surprisingly, Seth hasn't noticed that I'm here. He's probably too concerned about the truth to realize it.

"Seth," I stammer from behind Embry.

Embry steps aside letting my brother through the door. Wide eyed he pushes past the door, swooping me up in a great big bear hug. The hugs that I've missed and hardly ever receive. A smile that is plastered on my brothers features as, he ruffles my hair then gently kisses my forehead.

"Shit, Leah! Why didn't you tell me you were back?"

"I-" I begin, but he's found the answer before I can tell him. His eyes are fixed on my stomach. I watch in fear as his pupils dilate and he begins shaking. His wolf threatening to take control.

Through gritted teeth Seth manages to get out one sentence before backing out into the hall.

"Who the fuck raped you?"

TBC