Allie Pov

The room was dark and damp. It smelled old and musty as if it hadn't been used in a long time. She didn't know exactly where she was but could tell from the slight gaps in her blind-fold that the room wasn't crowded and had to be close to the river because of the musty scent. Sometimes she could hear the wolves run by in the woods but, she assumed there was always someone close by.

Her arms were tightly bound with handcuffs and thick rope. Knowing that her capture's were expecting her to try and break her bonds; she didn't. Allie was used to the Madrisee's tactics. Once she did break her bonds they would rush in and punish her for it and she shuddered to think what her punishment would be. Sniffing impatiently, Allie squirmed slightly and let her head bang against the wall behind her.

She hoped that her family had discovered that she wasn't home. Perhaps they already knew where she was and had a rescue plan? Seth and Anna must be out of their minds with worry. Ugh... they're never going to let Anna out of their sight now, poor girl. When she got a hold of Dean she was going to murder him. He would never produce mutant offspring after that.

Heaving a heavy sigh she lifted her bound legs and let them drop back onto the floor with a heavy thud. It sounded like wood. She could defiantly break that off if she needed a weapon. Wiggling over a touch she felt her right shoulder connect with something wooden and solid. A beam or leg on furniture? Twisting her body carefully she managed to slide along the wall without breaking her bonds and lean more comfortably on the beam and have the wall to her left. Listening closely, she could hear heavy footsteps close by. They got closer to her and she sat rigidly, waiting. A door opened and she could hear several people enter, maybe two or three? They walked to her and yanked off the blind-fold exposing a brilliantly bright room leaving her stunned for a minute. When her vision cleared she took a second to look around. The room was fairly small but, lacked any form of clutter whatsoever. As a matter of fact, all that was in this room was a bare bed and desk, both void of any color. The room was painted a pale pink that was extremely faded and dusty. It took her a few minutes but, she recognized this room and these people. This was her room in the cabin that she and Camilla had shared while living in Madrisee. It had been deserted for nearly four years and it showed. All of the pictures and hundreds of books that had once crowded the room were gone. They were all over the continent. Some in storage, the rez, and even in Florida. She didn't miss anything that was in this room though. They were a part of a time when she had practically been enslaved to the Madrisee and that defiantly wasn't something that she missed.

The men standing before her followed the same path that the books did; pushed off to a point where she didn't care. She recognized three of them immediately, Dean the Alpha, Manny the Beta, and Marco who's position she couldn't quite guess. They had changed from the last time she had seen them nearly five years ago. For one they were surely stronger with their muscles more defined. Second they were colder and less responsive. They seemed more... animalistic. They watched her with eyes of a real wolf, impassive as if she were nothing more than prey to be killed when ready. It unnerved her but, she didn't let them see it and instead glared at them icily.

"Are you just going to stare all day or are you going to untie me?" She demanded.

Dean smirked, "You're very demanding for a captive."

"I'm never a captive," She growled.

"Then what do you call this?" Manny asked condescendingly and gestured to her bindings.

"A small inconvenience," She sniffed haughtily.

They laughed tauntingly. Leaning down, Dean captured her chin and forced her to look directly at him.

"You've been away too long darling," He crooned sickeningly.

"Jackass," She snapped.

"Aww, she's a bit moody after that long journey here, aren't you sweets?" He laughed.

"There shouldn't have been a journey other than my foot drilling a hole in your ass and up to your brain or lack thereof," She snarled.

"Have you met the new recruits?" He asked her as if she hadn't spoken.

"This is Stryker and Thade," He gestured to them, "They're new but, are eager to prove themselves to the tribe."

"The tribe?" Allie snorted, "How could the 'tribe' allow you to commit such heinous acts to a child? Has the council gone on vacation or something?"

"The council is completely supportive of anything we need to do to get our women back," he glared at her sharply.

"Your women?" Allie scoffed, "I have a mind of my own thank you very much. Langado would never allow this, what the hell is going on here?"

"Haven't you heard?" Marco sneered, "Your little protector has died quite suddenly."

"When?"

"A few weeks ago," Manny muttered.

"Poor bastard didn't even see it coming," Dean laughed coldly.

"What do you want?" Allie asked quietly.

"We need females," Marco answered.

"Why?" Allie raised her eyebrows.

"No woman has phased since you did," Dean paced, "We hope to collect at least seven."

"Collect?" Allie wretched disgustedly, "We are human you know. It doesn't matter if we phase into giant dogs."

"Seven," Marco said with finality.

"Why seven exactly? And why do you need females at all? Dean, you always said that we were too weak and undeserving of this 'honor'." Allie pointed out.

"Women truly are beautiful creatures," Dean whispered and recaptured her chin, looking deeply into her eyes, "So rare and... opportunistic."

"What does that mean?" Allie snapped her chin from his hand.

"I'm surprised you haven't snapped your bonds yet," Dean said fluidly, "Has your time in the land of misfits made you weak?"

"The so-called misfits whooped your ass into the ground last time you challenged them," Allie smirked, "What makes you think that you could possibly win now?"

"Leverage," He said simply with a sickening smirk.

"Leverage?" She repeated.

"Secure her bonds and sit her down on the bed," Dean instructed Stryker and Thade, "Make sure she's comfortable. She'll be here a long while. Then, I need you to report to Helena and get some food in her. She can't be too thin."

"Come now Manuel," He ordered Manny and they left without another glance to her.

Thade snatched Allie up before the door closed and Stryker fluffed the pillows on the threadbare bed.

"I'd really prefer to stay on the floor and why does 'Helena' need to fatten me up?" Allie spewed hotly, "I worked very hard to maintain the body I have now and I don't plan on ruining it with fatty food. As a matter of fact that's exactly why I refuse to have children with my boyfriend. Who would want to ruin this for a smelly, nine pound monster that will grow into a trippy teenager?"

"You don't want kids?" Stryker asked amused as Thade plopped her down on the bed.

"Absolutely not," Allie answered.

"Isn't that interesting Stryker," Thade snickered.

"Truly," Stryker laughed and tied her legs firmly to the posts.

"Go get Helena," Allie ordered, "I'm half starved. When was the last time I ate? When did I even get here?"

"Yesterday around noon eastern time," Thade answered.

Stupid, so stupid, Allie thought to herself. Maybe they would tell her their evil plan too. What dorks.

"Well, damn," She feigned irritation, "What time is it now?"

"Nine a.m."

"I haven't eaten in a full day?!" She shouted angrily, "That might as well be three weeks for a wolf! Go get me some food NOW!"

"You're really demanding for a captive," Stryker told her irritably.

"It's a girl thing," She smiled sweetly, "You should know, doesn't your mate do this?"

"No one has had a mate since you left," Thade shrugged, "Only Dean has one. He thinks that because you left you took the last female of the tribe with you."

"I took the last female with me?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Camilla," Stryker clarified.

"Cam never phased," She told him.

"They know that but, they still think that she might," Thade explained, "Even if she doesn't they expect that one of us will imprint on her and produce a strong line."

"Cam is already sworn," Allie raised her eyebrows, "They know that. Surely, they're not disregarding fate along with basic morals?"

"They can just break the imprint," Stryker shrugged.

"How is that even possible?" Allie gasped.

"Force them apart until they either die or it severs," he responded smoothly.

"That's what we're doing to you and the other one," Thade added.

"Other one? His name is Seth."

"The other female," Stryker told her.

"Which female?" Allie blanched.

"She said her name was Lisa or something like that?" Thade scratched his head.

"Is she a wolf?"

"Yeah."

"Her name is Leah," Allie whispered.

"Really? That's good to know," Stryker said.

"It was a bit hard for her to speak through all that panting," Thade shrugged.

"Panting?" Allie asked alarmed.

"She keeps trying to fight us so we had to punish her," Stryker shrugged.

"Punish her? Fight us?"

"She wouldn't eat. We just slapped her around a bit. No real damage," Thade grinned.

"I'm going to get Helena to feed this one," Stryker told Thade and left the room.

"Don't fight like your friend," Thade whispered to her, "or you'll get hurt even worse."

He straightened up and left the room with a serious look on his face. Allie shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Her arms were still cuffed but, now to the posts. Her legs were free though, not that it would do her much good. She feared that she wouldn't be able to stand on the floor because they would hear her. The small window was too far for her to risk walking to. Even if she broke the cuffs they would hear and find her. If she did manage to escape there was still Leah who would no doubt, be punished for her escape.

A heavyset woman carrying a silver tray entered the room. She pulled a wooden chair up to the side of the bed and plopped herself into it not quite gracefully. As she readied the tray laden down with several thick slices of bread and a rich, creamy soup, Allie asked her questions.

"Are you Helena?"

"Yes," was the reply short and harsh. Helena dipped the spoon into the grey soup and held it in front of Allie's mouth before demanding, "Open."

Allie shook her head no.

"Open," Helena commanded again but, Allie clamped her mouth shut firmly.

Helena heaved a heavy sigh, "Fine."

She pushed back the heavy chair with a loud scraping sound and went to the door. Leaning out she hollered down the hall, "Ten to Stryker! She won't eat!"

Loud raucous laughter came followed by the thundering of heavy boots on the narrow cabin stairs. Dean, Thade, and Stryker entered the room and they crowded around the bed as Helena sat back on the wooden chair with a satisfied smirk.

"Won't you eat beauty?" Dean asked her taking her face in his hands.

"Not hungry," Allie mumbled through the pressure on her face.

"You just complained of hunger, didn't you?" He snarled.

"Changed my mind. You know how us girls are," She laughed nervously.

"I do," He whispered, "So beautiful and... opportunistic."

"O-opportunistic?'

"Won't you eat?" He asked again.

"NO," She insisted.

"That's a shame," He tutted, "Such smooth flesh."

Snatching a curved knife from Helena he sat on the side of the bed. He hovered over her and motioned for Thade and Stryker to hold her midsection. Skillfully cutting open her shirt to expose the flesh beneath, he gazed at her cleavage in open admiration. Taking the tip of the knife, he carefully grazed it from her neck to just under her collar bone and above the start of her cleavage without marring the skin.

"You're sure?" He asked again and Allie held her head high despite the tears beginning to pool in her eyes.

He shrugged and pressed gently at first in the center of her chest. Carefully guiding the blade, he applied more pressure and began to carve into her chest. Screaming, Allie began to thrash but, Dean worked steadily as he carved into the soft flesh. Eventually, the pain was too much for her to stand and Allie passed out.


"Flight 209 to Hollywood, Florida is now boarding," Came the sickeningly peppy voice on the intercom.

"That's us," Camilla sighed and snatched up her purse.

She handed the flight attendant their tickets and they took their seats in coach.

"Honestly coach, Brady?" Camilla hissed at him.

"It's bad enough that we're spending Allie's money without her consent," Brady snapped, "I'm not busting out for first class too."

"She really wouldn't mind," Cam insisted.

"It's still rude," Anna said.

"Psh," Cam rolled her eyes and opened a magazine.

"I hope that the guys will be okay," Brady said rubbing Anna's hand as they took off.

"The Cullen's and Jake are there so they should be safe," Anna insisted despite her own conflicted emotions.

"I know," Brady frowned, "I'm just worried."

"Me too," Anna agreed.

"Blanket?" A tall blonde flight attendant asked Brady.

"Yes, thank you," Brady nodded politely.

Anna arched an eyebrow at the way the flight attendant 'Becca' as her name plate read, smiled flirtatiously and swung her hips down the aisle to the back.

"Honestly, have some humility," Anna muttered and snuggled into Brady's arm.

"What?" Asked Brady confused as Camilla snickered next to the window.

"Pillow?" Another brunette flight attendant asked him.

"Two please," Brady smiled kindly. Again the woman shook her hips down the aisle and spoke in low excited tones to the blonde.

"Have you seen the latest Anna?" Cam asked loudly, leaning over to show her the magazine, "I heard dignity is going out of style!"

The blond paused with the blanket but, continued her path.

"Really?" Anna asked excitedly, "Self respect must be going with it!"

The blond pursed her lips and gave Brady the blanket and the brunette handed him the pillows. As they made their way to the back Anna and Cam couldn't help snickering to themselves. Pulling down the tray, Anna pulled out a book and began reading as Brady and Quil talked over chairs because Quil had to sit in the row ahead of them.

This might have actually been a fun trip had the circumstances been different. Maybe if Allie and Seth had been here and they were going to the beach for fun and not a dangerous trip, Anna could have enjoyed herself.

When they landed at the airport, Brady and Quil quickly reclaimed their duffle bags and they rented a car. After they checked into their hotel, they piled into the car again and drove down to Mrs. Alcott's home. Camilla stood boldly at the door and knocked politely.

"Heellooo!" Mrs. Alcott sang to Cam and engulfed her in a tight hug.

"How've you been Mrs. Alcott?" Cam asked as they stepped into her home.

"Oh, just wonderful dear," She brimmed brightly, "You've come just in time! As per usual of course. I got a letter mailed to Allie's boyfriend Seth. Well, I'm not sure if they're still together now but, they seemed so serious when I last saw them. They were just so cute together! And who is this?"

"I'm Anna," She said shyly.

"Anna is Allie and Seth's adopted daughter," Cam explained, "and this is her boyfriend Brady and you know Quil."

"Allie adopted a daughter?" Mrs. Alcott asked shocked, "I never really pegged her as the mothering type!"

"Neither did any of us," Cam said quickly, "Did you say you received a letter for Seth?"

"Oh yes," Mrs. Alcott remembered and went to the kitchen to retrieve her mail.

"She's crazy!" Brady whisper yelled.

"Here we are!" Mrs. Alcott returned with a letter held triumphantly in one hand.


Dear Seth,

My name is Manny and we may have met before under different circumstances. If you received this letter then you found Cam. Congratulations, but now onto something more important. You MUST hide your women, all of them. Every imprint must be hidden. Forget Allie and run. They are in grave danger. Please, hide them. I cannot explain the plans set to unfold because of my Alpha orders but, I can tell you that you must forget who is here because they have no chance of survival after nine months.

Good Luck,

Manny


"Shit," Paul swore after Brady read the letter aloud to the pack and Cullen's.

"We can't just forget about Allie and Leah," Seth shouted and sent birds flying around the forest.

"It's obvious that we need to find out where they are but, we have absolutely no leads," Edward frowned.

"So where does that leave us?" asked Collin.

"Nowhere," Anna cried silently, "Absolutely nowhere."