The door began to rattle again as someone unlocked it and opened it, carefully looking in to determine her state before proceeding. He picked up her leftovers and sat down another bottle of water.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” she said.
‘Are you going to try anything if I take you?” he asked.
“No.”
“See to it that you don’t. Come on then.”
Lucy walked toward him, the chains limiting her movement.
“Can we at least take these off my feet?”
He laughed. “No.”
She didn’t ask again, but she began talking to him in hopes she could win him over, maybe find out why she was here and garner enough sympathy that he would help her get free. They were all still wearing masks, which was good. If they started showing their faces, she would know she was a goner. No witness policy.
Unlike the other man that took her, he kept the door open and seemed to be sneaking peaks at her from the side, though she was careful to make sure he couldn’t see anything. It was difficult to go all chained up, but she managed everything but her zipper, which he had pulled down for her and would have to pull back up.
“I’m done. Can you zip me?” she asked.
“Sure.”
“You look like you work out a lot,” she purred.
“I do.”
“But you aren’t a wolf. You’re human.”
“How do you know that?”
“Your smell.”
“I see. Come on, let’s get you back to the room.”
“Have you ever dated an Omega?”
“A what?”
“A female wolf,” she told him, realizing he hadn’t been around this crew enough to know anything about their inner workings or hierarchy.
“No. I bet that would be a trip.”
He was warming up to her. That was a good thing and he didn’t seem particularly bright, which was a better thing.
“Stop talking to her,” one of the others barked at him as they approached.
He said nothing, just walked her to her cell and put her inside.
“Help me get out of her,” she said in a pleading voice. “Help me get free and maybe we can see about getting together.”
He didn’t respond. Instead, he just closed the door and left her there alone again. She could hear his footsteps outside as he walked toward where the others had been. Frustrated, she lay back down on the bed and began studying the ceiling tiles again.
Eventually, she dosed off and woke up much later to the sound of the door opening again. It was just the faintest creak and someone stepped inside, shutting off the light as he did so.
“Shh. I don’t want them to know I’m in here,” he said.
It was the guy from the bathroom break. Maybe she had gotten somewhere, after all. She could hear him getting closer and she climbed off the mattress, standing against the far wall. The farther away from the door they were, the less chance there was of anyone outside hearing them talk.
“We need to hurry. Can we get past them if you let me out of here?”
“I don’t know,” he said.
His breathing was rough, shallow. He sounded scared.
“Can you shift in those chains?” he asked.
“No,” she told him.
“Good,” he replied, grabbing her, and flipping her around, pushing her against the wall. One hand reached up and clamped over her mouth while he fumbled to get her pants down with the other.
Lucy realized her mistake. She hadn’t garnered any sympathy from him. She’d entertained the idea that she was willing to be with someone like him and then those men out there had reminded him that she was their hostage. They didn’t know he was in here or he’d be letting her scream so they could hear him conquer her like she was a bitch in heat. Instead, he’d crept in here without their knowledge to take what he wanted without permission from them or her.
She tried to bite him, but he had his hand too tightly over her mouth. He almost had her pants pulled down now and she was panicking. No. No. No. This couldn’t be happening. This situation was bad enough without getting raped on top of things.
“Just shut up and take it, bitch. You won’t be here much longer. As soon as your Daddy pays for what he took from us, they’ll let you go and I aim to get me some wolf pussy before that happens.”
Lucy was stunned for a moment. This was because of her father? Couldn’t she get away from him without having to deal with his criminal dealings? She tried to steel herself against what was about to happen, resigned to yet another humiliation in her life thanks to her scumbag of a father.
“Fuck,” the guy muttered as he tried to push himself into her. She felt nauseous.
Apparently frustrated that he couldn’t get her legs apart, he unlocked the bar around her waist and popped open the ankle restraints. Leaving her only in the chains on her wrists. She seized the opportunity, whirling around with every ounce of strength she could manage. She might be an Omega, but he was a mere human and she was at least stronger than him. Before he could react, she flung her crossed wrists over his head and then pulled them apart, drawing the chain tightly around his neck.