All by Yourself
Freya's Pov
I stood there frozen as the guards came at me and heaved me by my shoulders; raising me up and dragging me away like a ragdoll. My feet slid on the cold tiled floor and the sandals I wore skidded above the ground, making a rough scratching yet squeaking sound.
The dress I wore rolled across the floor in waves as I was bundled with little effort. And as the guards that carried me turned into another corridor towards the exit, I took one last glance at Alpha Darren and Sheila…
Both of them still actively engaged in their separate acts of deception—with the Alpha groaning like a weakened calf, reaching out a theatrical arm pretending he was hurt from losing me. And Sheila shedding crocodile tears, now crying that she was a close friend of mine, and that it hurt her to see me being taken into captivity.
I felt like dying at their hypocrisy. It hurt me that they were such childish and pretentious douchebags. As the Alpha accepting that I was his mate was only when it was to make sure I was out of his sight, and it meant he would save his own life. It hurt me to the depth of my soul. As I watched in a brief look, seeing Sheila still crying, holding her face in her hands and sobbing an award winning performance.
But that was the last I saw of both of them as solid gold and brown walls suddenly appeared beside me, as we completely turned the corner. And now I floated helpless, struggling faintly and worthlessly as a long corridor spread out in front of me and right behind me—with myself being dragged behind the guards, like a sack of cabbages, but lighter.
I heard them laugh and growl as they pulled me away. There was the glint of pride and victory in their voices. And I wanted to scream and yell for help but I knew there was nothing but weakness and silence in my voice.
“This one's fresh meat…” I heard one of them say now. His hands gripping my wrists tighter. They showed no mercy as they reached outside and lumped me on the dirt and grass. Throwing me like one would throw a sack of potatoes gone bad.
“Let's have some fun with her, shall we…” the other suggested now, pulling open his belt strap, and looking at me like a lion staring at meek prey.
I was scared what they would do to me as his partner now unbuckled his belt too. Licking his lips in sync with the other, and eyeing me lustfully, with a deranged look in those eyes.
I felt my chest cave in and my heartbeat grow erratic. I thought they were supposed to take me away? Now they wanted to rape me?
I was scared and I started crawling backwards, trying to get away from them, rustling on my hands and feet. And their smiles grew wider, and even now eerie; like they would enjoy what they wanted to do with more pleasure when I struggled.
I hurled myself back on my feet and took to my heels as fast as I could. I ran with my arms swinging and my head high, hoping, praying, and beating at the wind to give me enough speed.
But it was a stupid endeavour, as the guards caught up to me in a flash. Only slowed down from the time it took to lock their belts back in place.
And now they were hostile. Their demeanours had changed, and their smiles now turned into annoyed frowns. They stared down at me with fiery eyes, not in any happy mood at my attempt to escape. And I shivered at their gaze.
“That's a very dumb stunt you wanted to pull…” the first guard said, cold. Having his eyes staring into my soul. “You're lucky you didn't cross those shrubs…” he added, gesturing with his head. “If we caught you after that, you would've been toast…”
“You're lucky we're in a good mood.” the other said now. “You look tasty like the rest, and if it wasn't for the fact that you're the Alpha's prize, we would have eaten you in more ways than one.” he said stern, then spat phlegm.
They both grabbed my arms again and now pulled me towards an open carriage. They lifted me by my legs and dumped me inside nonchanantly. My head landed on the wooden bottom in a thud, and I groaned in pain.
I was dizzy and the dress on my body fell back on my thighs, revealing my cleavage. I was embarrassed and quickly pulled it back over my knees before the guards would notice and their lust became re-ignited.
But they were no longer focused on me at all…
I was confused as they had now turned sideways and to the left, both standing with raised brows, looking ahead and squinting forward.
I frowned too as my ears suddenly heard the sound of someone yelling. It sounded far, but with each yell it grew louder; like it was coming closer? I frowned, wondering what it was, until the voice finally got close.
And now stood in the form of a person right at the end of the carriage, in front of my eyes and in front of the guards. Her hair matted and her breathing heavy. It was Bella. And she had come for me…
“She's not leaving without me!…” she yelled, raising her voice as high as she could. Her chest heaving in and out from fatigue as she had seemingly run a thousand miles to get here.
“Who are you?” one of the guards asked, condescending.
“I'm her friend, and she's not going anywhere without me?!” Bella yelled back, standing on her word.
“Are you dumb?” the guard asked, laughing now. “You don't know what you're doing, and you're here trying to play hero?” he asked. “Your friend isn't going on vacation you arse…” he smirked, chuckling.
“And I advise you leave while you still can…” the other one added, stepping up.
But before they could blink. Bella moved past them and jumped into the carriage beside me. Her elbow brushing against a seat and getting a cut as she landed in a thud too. The guards stood dumbfounded as they stared at her, and I was shocked as she turned to me with a smile, bleeding.
“You really thought I'd let you stay in prison all by yourself?…”