Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 106

Suri Nightingale

Atlas in the pool the first time I saw him. Wes wearing just a towel in front of his room. Dev topless and sweaty after just coming back from his run.

Atlas mocking me. Wes threatening me. Dev talking behind my back.

Atlas stealing my first kiss. Wes provoking me in class. Dev trying to get into my head.

Atlas watching me with l**t. Wes saving me on the beach. Dev holding me close to him.

Atlas confessing he can't stop thinking about me. Wes dropping every girl just to be with me. Dev saying it's always been me the second I walked through their doors. Atlas, Wes, Dev, in bed. Kissing me. Touching me. Taking me. Consuming me. Making me theirs.

I'm theirs. They're mine.

I'm theirs. They're mine.

I'm-

A loud slap echoed in the room and I instantly felt a headache coming. My neck hurts. My nose is bloody. And I don't think I've fully healed from my concussion earlier either. What happened?

I blinked my eyes open and realized I was still here.

I'm still in hell.

No matter how much I try to think about the boys and how good my life was with them, I can't escape the nightmare which is my reality right now.

Three men that look like them. Men that were determined to hurt me, to break me. I won't let them. I won't let them.

But what can I do? What can I do?

Where is my wolf?

"Aurora, Aurora. Where are you?" I cried out in my head, but there was nothing. It was blank. I didn't feel her. I didn't feel anything.

I felt nothing. Have I gone numb? Have I managed to numb myself from the future pain I was going to feel?

But somebody yanked my hair downwards and a scream escaped me. I can still feel things. Unfortunately, I can still feel their t*****e.

"Stupid girl, did you not hear what we said? Have you gone deaf?" Bastian asked, his terrifying gray eyes pierced through mine.

I can't speak. My mouth is dry and I don't want to talk to them. I don't want to acknowledge their existence because maybe if I don't, they might turn out not to be real.

Close your eyes, Suri. Close your eyes and just pretend you're somewhere else. Pretend you're with the brothers, with Keith, maybe on the beach. I love the beach. I love the warmth of the sun on my skin, the sound of the waves crashing against each other, the feel of the sand in my toes.

But most importantly I love looking at my family, the one I was blessed with thanks to Keith. Thanks to my mom who turns out, she never left me to be alone in this world. She brought me to Keith, somehow, in some way, and she saved me.

I want to be saved again.

My body was slammed against the wall and when I opened my eyes, I saw Carlisle hovering over me, his blue eyes filled with lust and it made all my hair stand up. He is nothing like Wes.

My Wesley who back then, used girls to make himself feel validated, but he realized that wasn't the case. That was never the case. He grew. He matured. He... became the Wes that he was always meant to be. Smart, goofy, kind, loving, and an absolute charmer.

He loved me. He loves me.

Like Atlas and Wes.

"What are you thinking of, little Lycan? Are you thinking of... our sons?" Carlisle mocked, a depraved grin forming on his lips.

I flinched at his mention of them. They don't deserve to talk about them. They don't deserve to even think of them.

They are nothing like the brothers.

"What was it like being with them? Frankly, I'm just disappointed they came first before us." Carlisle scoffed and the two others did the same.

They are deranged.

I saw Oskar coming up to me and I tensed up. I don't like him. I don't like all of them, but Oskar is so much like Dev, at least physically, but when he speaks, he is nothing like Dev.

"Don't worry, little Lycan. We're going to make you forget all about them like it's your first time all over again. Would you like that?" Oskar taunted, lifting the back of his hand to my face and stroking my cheek. No. Fuck no. I will never ever like anything they do to me.

Bastian cleared his throat and the two others turned to him.

"How about we get this started? I'm going first. I want to be the first to open her up."

A tear threatened to fall again.

My Atlas would never speak like that. He would never force himself on me. My Atlas is soft and caring. To the world, he may seem bitter and cold, but he is my safety and my warmth.

How could these monsters have given birth to such pure souls?

Nature versus nurture. Nature versus nurture.

"Aurora, Aurora. Please wake up. Please wake up and help me. I want to hurt them. I want to kill them. I want to-"

Fuck!

They're taking my clothes off. They're taking my clothes off!

I tried to fight them, pushing their hands away, and kicking and screaming, but they

Re too strong. They're way too strong, especially compared to me who was much smaller than their size and whose wolf had somehow disappeared.

I can't do anything, I can't do anything, but I have to do something!

"Stop fighting, little Lycan. You will only make this harder for yourself." Oskar commented and I spit at him.

"Fuck you," I finally managed to croak out.

My voice was so raspy and hoarse that it almost sounded like somebody else.

Oskar merely gives me a smirk that sends shivers all over my body.

Carlisle pinned my hands over my head and Bastian pushed my legs against the wall.

Fuck! I can't move! Fuck!

"Stop. Resisting." Carlisle demanded as he began to lean his face closer to me.

He's going to kiss me? He's going to kiss me?! No! Fuck! No!

My heart clenched in my chest.

It's over. It's over. It's-

There's a loud bang. It was so loud it startled us all, including the three men. They stepped away from me, letting me break free and I quickly ran away from them, running to the edge of the bed and hiding underneath. I know they can still get to me here, but for a few seconds, I feel safe. I feel like I am untouchable. I wish I could just disappear from here.

"What the fuck was that?" Someone asked. I don't know who because I haven't distinguished their voices. I don't want to. I don't want to remember what they sound or look like.

"Didn't our explosions arrive this morning? They must be testing it out."

Shit.

I feel my heart break. It wasn't them. It wasn't my boys. The cavalry has not arrived.

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"Oh, right. Okay, back to business then." Someone commented and I could sense they were smiling from ear to ear.

Gross. Gross.

I hear footsteps and they're getting closer to me. No! No, please no!

Another loud bang echoed in the place, shaking the foundation, the ground rumbling underneath us, and rubble and sand started to fall from the ceiling like it's about to collapse on us. "What the fuck?!" They all shouted at the same time.

They sound pissed. Maybe it wasn't just their explosions being tested? Surely they wouldn't let it explode this close to their place? Right?

I hope so. I really hope so.

"I'm trying to get through to the front army, but nobody's answering. This isn't good, Bastian." I can hear the fear in his tone.

Yes. Yes. They should be scared.

Wait, oh my god. Does that mean they're here?

Am I... saved?

"Don't be a pussy. That's nobody we can't handle. I'll fucking kill them with one hand for barging in. Come on. Let's take care of it so we can get back here and finish what we started." They're leaving? They're leaving!

"We'll be back, little Lycan. Don't think this is over because we haven't even started."

And then the door closed and I felt relief flood through my veins.

I crawled out from under the bed and started to look around the room again. There has to be something, anything that can help me out of here.

My breathing is erratic. My thoughts are all over the place. I don't know what I'm doing, but all I know is that I have to get out of here.

I tapped on the wall, tapping, tapping, trying to replace something hollow, something where I can punch through it and create a hole, but there is nothing that makes a hollow sound. It doesn't make any sense. How is that even possible? Unless...

I quickly ran to the door. I ran so fast I almost tripped on my own two feet, still a little wobbly and shaken from everything, but when I got to it, I did the most obvious thing I could do I tried to pull it open.

Nothing happens. Of course, but it was worth a shot. Anything is worth a shot.

Then I tap on it, and... there it is. The sound of metal. Of steel.

This isn't just a room. This is a vault made to look like a room. How the hell am I supposed to punch into metal?

"Fuck!" I cursed out in frustration just as another explosion somewhere below me erupted and I stumbled a little, holding onto the wall to keep me steady.

Where do I go? What should I do?

I look around frantically. My eyes went left, right, up, down, until I began to feel dizzy, then it hit me.

The fake window. The LCD. It's connected to something. It has to be connected to something!

I ran up to it, and without a second thought, I ripped it off of the wall and sure enough, there was one wire which is obviously for the power.

Careful not to break it, I start to pull on it. Slowly, slowly...

It's going around the room, around and around, and I'm hoping that once I reach the end, there will be an opening and I can start there. I have to start somewhere. Please work. Please work. Please work.

I chanted in my head, continuing to pull, and once I've reached the other side of the room, that's when the wire stops, and oh my god, there it is!

But it's too high up. Fuck.

The only thing that is high enough for me to stand on is the 'fake' wooden drawer. It doesn't seem steady enough, but it's all I have.

I pull it to the corner, thankfully without a problem. It barely weighs anything. Sh it. Can it hold my weight? Please, I hope you can hold my weight.

I take one last breath before starting to climb up at it, its wood making creaking noises and it's already beginning to wobble even with just half of my body weight, but I keep going. I have to keep going. I don't have a choice.

When I get my entire body up on it, I force myself not to rejoice. Any other unnecessary movement will break the thing and I will have nothing.

I will be left with nothing.

When I tapped on that corner where the wire was coming from, it was hollow. It is hollow!

I don't know if I have enough strength to even make any dent, but I try anyway. I have to try everything.

I punch, punch, punch, until my knuckles hurt and I feel my skin tearing from my bones. It starts to bleed but I don't stop.

I have to get out of here.

I have to get out of-

"Oh, fuck!"

The drawer eventually gave up on me and I stumbled to the ground, clutching my left arm because it broke my fall and I think I also broke my arm. Fuuuuuuck. I was so close.

I think. Was I?

I don't know anymore.

Oh, god. Oh, god.

I hear footsteps.

Am I imagining it?

No! The door is opening!

They're here. They're back. They're- they're going to hurt me again.

No, no, no.

I looked around and found a piece of the drawer. The wood had broken into a somewhat sharp stake and I lifted it up with my right hand.

You are strong, Suri. You are strong.

I don't know if this will be of any help, but I will die trying. I will die fighting.

When the door finally opened, I was running up to lunge towards them, but immediately stopped the second I realized that what was in front of me were not the monsters. It was... the Wolfe brothers.

Am I dreaming?

Bastian comes up from behind them, just an inch or two taller, and with a smug smirk he says...

"You're free to go, little Lycan. Have a safe flight back home."

What the hell happened downstairs?!