*****Jace''s POV*****


    All my body was on fire, my bones were weary and I could barely make a sound, but I was still aware. I was still aware and making my ns. One thing I had promised myself was I was not going to die.


    My n was set in motion and I knew I would find a way out, I had spotted a nail and I had intentionally let my chair fall during my torture, before I could be raised back up, I had picked the nail and held it tightly.


    "Such a pity, Jace. A pity you would have to die." The voice on the phone taunted still.


    I was not going to believe whatever this voice was saying, no I would not. I was a ckwood and that was it, they were just trying to make me feel bad. To make me doubt my posterity but I would not.


    I decided not to pay mind and began to use the nail to tug the rope free, due to the countless times of being rough handled, the rope was a bit loose around my wrists, I just needed to loosen some of the knots and I would be free.


    Another blownded on my face. They had stopped with the whip for now, and had used their hands on my face.


    "Leave him be for now, we''ll continueter. We have all the time in the world to kill him, no one knows where he is."


    I already knew who had monitored my movement out of the house. I had seen her walk standing beside my door as I wasing out, she had appeared to be passing by and then, I was still too angry to have noticed she had seemed flustered.


    Looking as though she had been caught doing what she was not supposed to do, she had even stuttered a bit greeting me. But I had brushed past her with anger still brewing within. She was the only one who could do this and I knew how much Erika seem to like her.


    Erika needed to know, she needed to know about this girl before things got worse. The call ended, but the phone remained on the table, the guy did not bother to take it.


    He came to me and pped him across the cheek. "You stupid rich people who think nothing of others and everything of yourself." He spat at me. He was way older than me.


    "That''s how they lift their arrogant noses in the air. See the kind of jeep he''s driving, the lucky bastard." Another eyed me in envy and hate.


    Still, I said nothing. As though he had forgotten the phone, he left. I was alone, I quickly went to work and put the nail to a very good use, it was almost as though I would never be free when suddenly I felt my wrists breath in relief. They were free.


    I quickly took the phone, changed the ringtone to silent just in case and put it in my pocket. I sat there for two more minutes just to be sure before standing up and tiptoeing to the entrance, my whole body cried in protest over the brutality I had been made to go through.


    I was tempted to groan in pain but I held it, I needed to endure the pain silence if I would sessfully leave here alive. I crept to the doorway, this ce looked like an old storehouse made of metal that had rust and was ced in the middle of nowhere.


    It was as if the Moon Goddess was with me on this escape mission because none of them were in sight, I noticed it and against what my body wanted, I ran into the bush. I would not risk taking a clear path, I just had to be careful of wild animals and dangerous nts.


    I continued that path, there was no house nor car in sight, but I


    continued still. Judging by the


    brightness of the sun, it wast


    afternoon and would soon be dark, I should be home by then or had gotten close to.


    I brought out the phone, it had no passcode thankfully. I opened it and dialed Erika''s number, I had her number offhand, it did not ring, that was when I noticed there was owork here. I put the phone back in my pocket, and kept walking.


    I did not know how long I walked for but by the time I brought the phone out to call again, the sun had gone home and it waste in the evening and soon to be dark.


    That was when I noticed the guy''s location was turned on, muttering profanities under my breath, I turned it off. I could not risk being found again. I dialed Erika''s number again, it rang.


    Relief filled me when she picked. "Hello, Erika."


    She was quiet, she did not say anything.


    "Hello, Erika.” I repeated. Why was she not saying anything? Or was she not hearing me? But I could hear her breathing, that meant she had heard my voice but was not saying anything.


    Or was she still angry? But she should have heard from my voice my situation right now? I tried again. "Hello, Eri..." I removed the call from my ear when I heard the beep that had signaled the end of the call.


    Anger and hurt squeezed tight. She did not care, she had heard my voice and decided she was not going to help me. Fine, let it be that way then.


    I tried the second person''s number I had offhand and prayed she pick, else, I would have to find my way home myself which at this point, I could not tell was its location. I dialed Kat''s number.


    I was grateful when it rang but also tensive that she might not pick, she might also


    be angry and do not want it talk to me. Was she not going to pick?


    I was almost at the brink of frustration when I heard her voice. "Hello." It was low


    and held nerves.


    "Hello, Kat. It''s Jace."


    "It''s Jace." I heard her say but I was not sure she was talking to me.


    "Please give me the phone." Someone collected it from her. "Jace." It was shaky


    and heavy with tears.


    Erika, my sister. "Hello, Alpha."