I will never be yours by Melan pamp

Chapter 5

Selena pov

I’m woken up what I guess is early in the morning by the top door being opened up and several heavy feet are walking down the stairs.

Trying to move my mangled body I feel a bit better but far from healed up, if I could get a half day more I know there would be my chance to escape. I don’t get that lucky when a guard stops by my door and turns the lock. Hearing him open the door and taking a big sniff in the air I feel fear running up my spine.

Fuck! I bet my scent is coming back.

“Cannon you better come in here!” The guard says and now I know my time is about to run out.

” what’s the problem?” Comes a deep voice and I recognize it as the man who interrogated me yesterday.

I hear him sniffing the air before he walks inside and hovers over my body. I don’t dare to open my eyes when I feel him grabbing my shirt and lifting me up. Jolting me upright

” where the fuck are you from!” Comes his voice and I snap my eyes open to stare into his angry face. He is holding a tight grip on my shirt only for it to rise up over my butt, leaving my naked body on display for them to see.

I try to calm my raising heart down. He is a big and bulky guy! I look like a child next to him.

you,” he says and I keep my mouth shut. His fist comes down

to the side and I feel how

him any answer, there is no way I

say to the other guard before he quickly walks out of the cell. I know my time is up and all I can do is fight for

guard come back I try to gather all strength I have. When he comes into the cell and is about to hand the syringe over to the man called Cannon I quickly shoot my hand up and snatch it from him before I stab it in Cannon’s neck. Earning me a furious growl before

my feet I take a few steps back and keep my eyes locked on

the other guard who rushes out

him I see how angry he is and all he wants is to kill me. Mabie, it’s the easiest way for me to go, I doubt Kian

to regret doing that!” He says before

to grip my shirt and I swirl around to face him. I slip my claws out and scratch him down his chest. It’s only making him angrier when I see blood oozing out of the

fist comes up and hit me in my head, falling backward

That’s when I feel him step on my leg before his hands come down

out in pain and feel him kick me in

and I

once he finds out he has

some blood on the floor while I hold my arms around my stomach. That’s the only answer