From Here to Ecstasy

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Recap

I noticed all of the men’s clothing was changed into the same clothes we had on our backs. All of Alpha Blacks’ men jumped and looked around as Windy smiled and I shook my head. “Sorry, my sister thought it would be better if you are in the same clothing as us, plus, you can shift and these will stay on.”

“Oh, wow,” one of the men said, a big smile on his face. “We can tell each other apart from the ass-wipes of his pack, too.”

“Yup,” Windy replied, causing all the men to laugh.

When everyone was ready I teleported us to the middle of the pack. I noticed Windy, Ares and Kat went invisible quickly.

Completely Invisible.

Ander’s POV

I don’t know what the hell happened to me from one moment to the next. I was with Sonny in the cells when I felt the air move around me, but when I went to reach out and grab the person I couldn’t move. It was as if I was in some kind of net. A net made with wolfsbane.

Ha!

Jokes on them.

I was teleported to the pack the man in the cell was the Alpha over or was over. What the hello did they want with me? I wasn’t going to help them. They couldn’t kill me. So, oh, they wanted to weaken my family. Well, their wish wasn’t going to come true.

Not. At. All.

I was thrown in a cell so quick my head spun. The witch slammed the door closed and smiled at me. She was going to learn a thing or two about me and soon. “Why am I here. I’m hungry. Got any food? Do I have to stay in this nasty cell? What happens if I need to pee? What-” I asked without taking a breath.

“-shut up! Quit asking so many questions.” She smiled cruelly. “And, if you need to pee pick a place in your cell.” She walked away from the cells, laughing at my disgusted face.

I got up and broke her spell, teleporting to the next cell over. What I saw sickened me. How can people treat another human as this woman was treated?

The lady opened her eyes. “Leave or you will get caught here. If they catch you they will torture you.”

“I fixed the cameras to show me in my cell and you alone in yours. Here, I’m going to heal you, but you need to act as if you are badly hurt. I’m sorry I can’t clean you up but it would give everything away,” I told the woman as I healed her. They had beat the woman all over her body. I didn’t know how she was alive.

She nodded, giving me consent to heal her. I finished quickly as she sighed and mouthed a ‘thank you’ to me.

I quickly left her and started healing all the women in the cells. There were so many women and a few children in the cells. It was wrong to treat people as their slaves, their whore, or their punching bags. I was young, yes, but I knew what was right and what was wrong. And this was definitely wrong. I prayed for my family to be here soon and help me right the wrongs done in these cells. I would have to plug my ears to the women being raped. I wanted to help and I would. I would drive them as crazy as I drove my family. I heard a noise and teleported to my cell and leaned against the back wall, waiting to see who was going to visit me next.

Time to play.

Yay!

“Well, look what Sabine bagged,” an old woman sang out, causing me to roll my eyes.

“Well lookie here, an ugly old Bruja is bragging,” I sang back causing her to get mad and touch the silver cells. She shrieked and let go. “Hurts, huh?”

“You are soon to find out what hurts when you become a skinwalker, boy,” she commented as she watched for a reaction.

I rolled my eyes again and huffed. “And, you will soon find out what happens to evil old women and witches, old hag,” I spat out, watching as she flinched. Good enough for me.

She laughed and shrugged her shoulders. “I like you, you’ve got spirit. But, I will wipe all that spirit out of you and your family.”

“Can I go home now? What’s taking so long to get something to eat. Why is your nose so big? Is it customary to wear rags as clothes? Do you get your clothes from ’Rags-R-Us? I can recommend a lot of places for better clothes. The dumpster, the homeless shelters, the-”

“Shut the fuck up, worm. Do you ever shut up?” She shrieked and ran out of the cells. I heard the women chuckle at my antics.

Works every time.

I smiled as if I was a maniac, the women chuckling again. I haven’t been able to drive anyone crazy in a long time. It was no fun if everyone could teleport from me, so I was going to enjoy my captivity. At least I was able to heal the women in the cells. I just hoped they knew to act as if they were hurt. I didn’t want them to get hurt even more and there was telling what they were going to do to me.

“Kat, if I look as if I’m a skinwalker please don’t let anyone hurt me. You’ll know why in a little while,” I mind-linked, sending calmness through the family bond to her. I only hoped she could hear me. I didn’t want to be killed by my family. I didn’t want to be killed by anyone.

I calmed myself and sat back against the wall, pulling my knees into my chest. I was tired, hungry.

Ooh, hungry

I rigged the cameras to show all of us resting, teleporting some food to all the women and myself. I heard the women gasp and chuckle, knowing I had sent it to them. We all quietly ate our food and drank our orange juice. I figured the orange juice would help all of them with their energy.

I heard footsteps outside of the cells, getting closer to the door. I quickly teleported all the wrappers and drinks to my room in our packhouse. I could throw everything away later. I released the cameras from my spell, making sure everyone knew to act weak and hurt. Being Alpha born I could mind-link them. I was happier than a pig in mud, knowing the ladies would know what to do.

As soon as the door to a cell opened I stood up. “Hey, when can I go home? Is my mommy coming to get me?” A few men walked by my cell, glaring at me. “Hey, what are you doing? Are you coming to get all of us out of here? What time is it? I’m tired but I can’t sleep with all the cell doors banging. Hey, I’m talking to you! Why-”

A man banged my cell and cut off my rant. “-shut up! We don’t want to hear you asking questions, got it?”

“Why?” I asked, trying to get on his last nerve.

“Why, what?”

“Why don’t you want to hear me. What are you doing? Oh, you’re trying to help the women by giving them food, right?” I asked, acting like the child that I am. I wanted to chuckle at him. His face was getting red.

The man threw open my cell door and walked up to me, pulling me up by my collar. “Shut up!”

“Please don’t hurt me,” I said in a quiet, shaking voice, laying my innocent act on thick.

“Keep yelling and asking questions or I will make your life miserable.”

“What have I ever done to you?” I barely got the question out when he slapped me across the face, startling me from my thoughts. No one has ever slapped me before and no one would ever again.

“What the hell?” I yelled as I pushed him away from me, shocking the crap out of him. Good. He should know better than to hit a child. “You hit like a girl!” I yelled, once again.

He came at me again. “I’ll show how I hit and isn’t like a girl!” He challenged back as he rushed to me.

A/N: Finally Ander's POV. Hope you liked it. If so get ready for the next chapter...You're going to love it.