When I opened my eyes again, Jimuel was staring at the bruises on my skin as if he regretted beating me. He looked as if he felt pity toward me, but then, I shouldn’t forget how much hatred he had for werewolves like Luke and me.
Then, he chained my hands and feet with silver to immobilize me, and then he helped me up carried me outside the cage, and brought me to his car. As I didn’t make a sound, he probably assumed I was unconscious or sleeping.
Then, he sped off toward a huge house that almost looked identical to Luke’s mansion. While driving, he called someone and asked if everything was clean and nobody knew he had taken me.

Initially, I believed he was taking me to a place owned by his Dad but then I heard his conversation with someone else. It was his house and not his Dad’s place. Once he pulled over the vehicle inside the mansion, he carried me inside, and I was shocked to see a room filled with several cages, and there were others inside the cage.
Were they werewolves? Or perhaps vampires? I couldn’t distinguish their scents as the room had a unique odor like the smell of disinfectant or something else. I looked around to check if there was someone in the cage that I knew but I didn’t know anyone of them.
“This is a prison room to keep the likes of you, Isabella. Do you like it?” he asked and I just looked at him in disbelief. “I also have a weapon room, and I spent millions of my money to collect silver weapons. I heard you can’t heal your wounds if it was done with a silver weapon,” he whispered.
Just like the place he kept me earlier, he brought me inside the cage that was made of the finest silver, and once inside, I felt so weak. He just watched my fragile body curling up like a weak prisoner inside the cage, and then he smirked.
“You must be hungry, right? I’m sorry but there’s no food for you tonight, Isabella. Let’s try again tomorrow, okay?”
Then, he left, and since he told me about his plan to starve me again, I willed myself to be okay with it, and I tried my best to stay alive because I knew Luke would be searching for me, and he wouldn’t stop until he would find me.

I closed my eyes and forced myself to sleep. Despite the struggle, I was able to have a good night's sleep, but then in the morning, I woke up with a sudden kick into my stomach.
“Jimuel…,” I mumbled his name in a barely audible voice but he just raised the tip of his eyebrows in response.
“I wish I can kill you right now, but no, I have to restrain myself, Isabella. I need more information about your kind, and I am sure you can tell me where are the others, right?”
“I already told you, Jimuel. Just kill me now while you still can,” I told him.

“Why? Are you hoping that Luke Skywalker would risk his life to save you? I’m sorry to burst your bubbles dear but Luke was probably having a great time now with my sister. If you must know, my sister was on the way to visit him when I took you from his place,” he informed me.
When he mentioned about his sister visiting Luke at that time, I felt weaker. If the woman would try to seduce Luke, then it would be game over for me. How could I compete with someone so pretty and so sophisticated?
And then my hopes were gone when days became weeks and even months. I never heard a commotion outside that Jimuel had unwanted guests to save me from the cage.
Every morning, Jimuel would come and he would try to talk to me about sharing our location, but I remained stubborn. Even though he would kick me or hurt me several time, I would never betray Pembroke.
Curling up like a ball in a corner, I sighed with helplessness. The room was dark and lights would only be turned on if Jimuel would come with our meals. I was barely surviving in my situation, but still, I remained positive. Until he would kill me, I kept hoping that Luke would come and save me.
I sighed and tried to lick my wounds, hoping to lessen the pain from my open flesh. Who would have thought that silver was so powerful against me? It didn’t only make me weak, but it also prevented me from self-healing. My health was low and if things would become worse, I would die before Luke or Selene could come to save me.
Then, I could hear my stomach grumbling from starvation. It had been several days when Jimuel stopped giving me food to punish me for being stubborn. It had been days since I had a drop of water, and my lips were too dry. Even my throat was so dry that I could barely make a sound.
But instead of complaining, I just close my eyes to sleep, but as I was losing half of my consciousness, I heard the clang of the metal door. It could have been an illusion but I felt that someone was trying to get me out of the cage.
I felt like someone had lifted me up, and I dreamed it was Luke doing that. I missed him terribly and he was probably worried about me. Then, after a few hours of being senseless, I found myself naked in a bath. Feeling the warm water running on my skin, it felt like someone was trying to clean me up.
“Jimuel?” I called his name as soon as I opened my eyes and recognized him. My mouth and throat were so dry, and I was barely breathing.
“Stay still, Isabella, and don’t think about escaping from here or someone will shoot your head with a gun, understand?” he threatened me.
Escape in my current state? How could I? I could barely move my fingers, so how could I escape? But instead of arguing with him, I chose to be silent and didn’t speak even a single word.
I just stayed still and let him do whatever he wanted to do. He showered me, scrubbed my arms and back, and then he cleaned my messy appearance, and even my wounds.
After applying first aid to my wounds, he gave me food and drinks. Actually, I was confused with his actions, but eating the food in front of me was top on my list. I was starving!
I ate like an animal after he starved me for a long time, and then I noticed him staring at me. “Why?” I asked him. “Why are you still keeping me alive, Jim? You will not gain anything from me. I am useless to you because I would rather die than betray my kind,” I told him.
“Are you sure that you will not betray them?” he asked. “I doubt you can keep protecting them when you are on the verge of dying. How about Luke? Would his death be able to change your mind?