When Luke tried to kiss me, I thought I wouldn’t be able to get away from it, but luckily, I did. I ran outside but instead of going to my room, I went outside the mansion, and continued walking until I was no longer inside his residence.
Then, a car stopped in front of me, and before I would know what was happening, someone from the car grabbed me and forced me to get inside. I tried to scream but the driver drove away.

When I glanced at the person sitting beside me, I recognized him, and my eyes widened in disbelief when he tried to abduct me in front of Luke’s residence! The audacity of the man to try something dangerous!
“Finally, I got the chance to see you again, Isabella. I miss you, my love,” he whispered while his hand tried to squeeze my thighs.
“Jimuel! What’s the meaning of this?” I squirmed on my seat and glared at him but he was oblivious to my discomfort.
“If you think you can get away because you are superior to us, you are wrong, Isabella,” he said before he let sniff something that caused my wolf to whimper in pain.
Then, I lost my consciousness.
When I woke up, I was disoriented at the new surroundings. It was like an abandoned place, and there were several men gathering around us. I thought that Jimuel would try to do something naughty to me, but it was the opposite.

He started beating me! And as he did, darkness engulfed me after beating me without thinking. I could tolerate the physical pain from his beating but then, I didn’t understand the bloodlust I saw in his eyes.
Every hatred on his beating, I could see it, and he was willing to kill me. I could say he wouldn’t think twice as if I did something unimaginable to him in the past! Although, Luke warned me about him, I didn’t imagine he could really hurt me!
I swore that I saw the devil inside him, and his eyes reflected the most evil who wanted to satisfy his cravings to hurt someone. Then, as he kept on going, I lost my consciousness again. With my wolf being not able to come out, I felt helpless and so weak.
Later on, when I opened my eyes again, the environment changed, or did it? Or maybe, I was too hurt that I failed to notice I had always been in the dark chamber that smelled like shit.

Then, I heard him laugh so loud after ordering his men to tie me up. Not only that, he put me inside a cage, and I like a caged dog or even a bird, that became too helpless and couldn’t get away no matter what.
The cage was made of silver as if Jimuel was aware of my true identity. Inside, I couldn’t move freely and I felt so weak. Then, as he retrieved a weapon that was obviously made of silver, I panicked at the thought of being executed.
I whimpered in pain, and my voice was barely audible. My voice was hoarse and vulnerable. Then, because of my swollen face, I couldn’t almost open my eyes. I slowly tried to sit down, then I breathe deeply but it just made me feel the sharness of my injury inside me.
“Awake?” he asked, but there was no hint of concern in his voice.
“Why are you doing this, Jimuel? If you want to kill me, then can you just kill me now?” I asked him because I just wanted to end this physical torture. I just wanted my soul to be freed.
“Death is a means of escape for you, right Isabella? Then, I wouldn’t let you, but I want you to keep begging for it from me,” he said.
With his indifference, my tears dropped, and although I tried not to show my pain, it was challenging and difficult. Then, he opened the cage, and got inside. Slowly, he approached me, and forcefully grabbed my jaw. His eyes told me a million things. It wasn’t just hatred. He wanted to revenge, but why me? I could really sense the vengeance inside him, and that’s when I was terrified.
“Just kill me! Why can’t you just kill me?” I yelled at him but suddenly, he slapped my face. I breathe even hardly. Then, I met his eyes and those sharp glared sent a warning to me.
“Behave or I will get rid of that rude tongue. Understood?!” he shouted.
With limited strength and power, I just nodded to stop him from slapping me. I really felt hopeless at the moment, and I knew that Luke had no idea what I went through.
Then, he left.
Alone inside the cage, I tried to think of a perfect way to get out, but there was something in the cage that made me so weak and powerless. Then, after struggling so much, I surrendered.
In the morning, I thought he would come again, but nobody came to see me. time passed by so quickly until it was evening again, and I was already starving and so weak. I needed food but nobody came to give me something to eat.
Then, it dawned on me. Jimuel wanted to starve me to death, or maybe more than that. At night, it was hard to sleep with an empty stomach. I tried my best to control my energy or to save them, but something more powerful inside the cage made it impossible.
Eventually, he left me starving that day and night and wounded too. How despicable of him to do that to me! Did he hate me that much? To the extent that he would do worse things to me? What was his plan? Why did he keep me alive if he wanted me to die in the first place?
A few hours later, I could feel my strength slowly leaving my body. I was a little dizzy and darkness captured me again into a deep slumber. Then, I was awakened by a kick in my belly. It made me puke with water, and before I could open my eyes to check who it was, he grabbed my hair and opened my mouth. He forced water into my mouth and it was horrible!
“Who are you, Jimuel? Why do you hate me so much?” I asked.
“Because your kind killed my Mom and my sister,” he answered over clenched teeth, and I could tell that it was hard for him to mention his Mom or his sister.
“You can’t die yet, Isabella. I need to know more about your kind,” he whispered.
I wanted to ask why but it was obvious. He blamed all werewolves for the death of his mother and sister, and I could feel the venom in his words. I was right all along. He just didn’t hate me. He hated all werewolves, and learning that, I was worried about Luke.
“Just kill me, Jim.”
He slapped me so hard that made my mouth bleed. His eyes widened in anger while trying to choke me to death, but before I died, he pulled off his hands that were choking around my neck, and I gasped for air to survive.