The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

India's POV.

Shortly after, we are taken to the toilet again, but this time it is a different one, upstairs. We're taken separately and I'm surprised to see a new toothbrush and a towel on the side of the sink.

'Shower, you have ten minutes,' the guard orders and shuts the door. Not wanting to give him time to change his mind, I hurriedly peel off my clothes and step under the water's spray.

Ten minutes later, I'm dressed with my hair in a towel, finishing cleaning my teeth when the guard just walks in.

'Time to go back,' he snaps, and I quickly spit out the toothpaste and wipe my mouth.

'I just need to get dressed,' I reply and the guard smirks.

He straightens up and crosses his arms over his chest. 'Go ahead.'

I look at him for a moment and realize he's not going to move. 'Please could you turn around' I ask and he smiles evilly.

'No way, sweetheart.'

With no other choice, I change in front of him. I try to keep the towel around me at all times, not giving him a view of anything important. He seems amused by my attempt to cover myself.

I feel much more refreshed when he puts me back in the cell. He takes Jake and about ten minutes later, he returns with wet hair.

'I can't believe they let us shower,' Jake says in disbelief and I nod in agreement.

It is only when it gets to lunchtime that things start to take a more sinister turn.

The leader who took us to the school, comes down with our trays of food. I watch nervously when he unlocks Jake's door and hands him the lunch. He turns and unlocks my gate; I shift uncomfortably under his gaze.

'Stand,' he orders after putting my tray down.

I do as he asks and wait for him to say something.

His dark eyes run over my face and then lower, to my silk blouse. I cross my arms over my chest subconsciously.

'Did you enjoy your shower' He asks, his question surprises me.

'Yes, I did, thank you,' I answer hesitantly.

I flinch as he leans in close. So close that I can feel his hot breath on my face.

'Good, I wanted you all clean,' he whispers creepily.

I remain frozen as he runs his thumb over my bottom lip.

Oh Goddess, no…

'Now that I've given you shower privileges, how are you going to repay me' He asks quietly.

I swallow hard and stay silent. He doesn't like my lack of response. His eyes narrow and he frowns at me.

'You are going to repay me, or I will unlock his gate and break his nose,' he threatens Jake, and my heart starts beating overtime in panic.

'No! Don't hurt him,' I plead and the leader smirks cruelly.

'Good, so you'll behave. Because, if you don't, I'll just start breaking parts of his little body.' He grins.

'I'll do anything you want,' I whisper, and his grin widens.

'Perfect. Follow me,' he orders, and I slowly walk after him.

'Miss' Jake frowns questioningly at me, I force a smile.

'I'll be back in a bit, Jake. Don't worry,' I tell him and quickly follow the leader down the corridor and up the stairs.

I grip my hands together and nervously twist my fingers, following him quietly up another flight of stairs. He opens a door and gestures for me to step inside. My heart sinks as I look around the bedroom, it stinks of his sickly—sweet scent.

I jump as he comes from behind and presses his hand in between my shoulder blades, pushing me towards the bed. I dig my feet into the ground, and he turns me around to face him.

'You said you'd do anything I want,' he goads me, and I stare at him with wide eyes.

He pushes my hair out of my face, and I close my eyes, not wanting to see his smug face as he touches me. I try to think of something else, anything else, when he pushes my blouse off of my shoulder. Bile rises in my throat as he slides my bra strap down.

A single tear rolls down my face and he curses loudly. I squeal when he rips the front of my blouse open, buttons fly everywhere and clatter to the floor beside us. I open my eyes to see him glaring at me.

His eyes lower to my chest and he stares openly at my bra. He runs his fingers over the tops of my breasts, and I swallow hard. Just as he starts to push my bra cup down, another couple of tears slide down my face.

'Stop crying!' He roars, making more tears flow down my cheeks. 'Stupid bitch,' he grunts and slaps me across the face.

I land on the floor and stay there, waiting for the next blow, but it doesn't come.

Instead, a siren sounds out and my first thought is they've come to get us.

The leader swears loudly and disappears out of the room, leaving me alone on the floor with a ripped top.

I get to my feet and run over to the window, I can see members of our pack appearing from the trees and running towards the building.

They've come to save us!

My next thought is Jake, I open the door and hesitantly check the corridor. It's clear, so I sprint down to the basement. I check my bra to make sure it is covering everything. My torn shirt is billowing open, and I quickly knot it closed, before I see Jake. He doesn't need to know what happened, or rather, almost happened.

'Jake! The pack is here, they've found us!' I tell him and reach for him through the bars. He grins and runs over to me.

'I told you they would come!' He replies and then looks at his gate. 'Get me out of here!'

'Hold on, I'll find a key card,' I reply and run down the corridor.

I take a left, remembering from yesterday and open a door. I step outside into chaos.

There are wolves fighting everywhere. A cacophony of snarls, growls, shouts and gunfire overwhelms me. A few meters away, lying on the ground, is a dead guard with a key card attached to his trousers.

I rush over to him and grab the card. As I stand, I look up and meet the most beautiful green eyes.

A brown wolf, by far the largest in the clearing, is stood above a dead body, staring at me. I feel entranced by its gaze and for a moment, I freeze, unable to look away.

Jake pops into my head and I snap out of my trance. I take off back inside.

Jake shouts my name as I rush to his cell and unlock the door. I yank open the gate and my heart bursts as he pulls me in for a hug.

The cute moment is ruined when the sound of approaching footsteps comes down the corridor, my blood freezes and I have to think fast.

'Jake, go upstairs to the left and out of the door. Find someone in the pack, go!' I urge him quietly and push him towards the stairs.

'I'm not leaving you,' he says, just as the leader shouts my name.

'You have to, I'll be right behind you, go!' I shove him and he takes off just as the leader comes around the corner and grabs me.

'Come here, you stupid bitch. Why did you leave my room' He growls in my face and grabs a fistful of my hair.

I cry out in pain, and he drags me along the corridor and upstairs. He kicks his bedroom door open with his foot and throws me inside. I fall onto the bed and roll over to face him.

The second I do, he punches me, right in the eye. I scream in pain and instinctively put my hands up to protect my face, leaving my body exposed. His foot hits my abdomen and I yell out again.

'Stay here this time,' he snarls and storms out.

I lay on the bed in agony, with endless tears running down my face.

I try to focus on anything but the pain, but it feels like I can't breathe and like my eye is exploding. I reach up to tentatively touch it, it feels almost boiling under my touch, probably from all the blood that has rushed to it.

Did Jake get out

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