Mathilda
I try to struggle but I feel them tighten their grip on me and my struggles become effortless because they're men with strong wolves.
I can feel Brandon's presence, but two guys are holding me. The much taller one is closer.
"Stop struggling, Mathilda." A familiar voice whispers into my ear, and my heart completely shatters into a thousand pieces as I go stiff.
Brandon?
I was thinking I got attacked by some thieves, unbeknownst it's him. He tricked me into coming here.
Why?
"Good girl." He says quietly then I feel the second pair of hands leaving my body, at this I know it's Brandon who has his hand pressed tightly on my mouth.
I am being pushed to a pole with a faint fluctuating security light, and the next thing I feel is my body being tied to the pole with a rope by Brandon's companion. All this time, he has his hand on my mouth.
