Chapter 315: If I’m Not There
The first thing that registered in my broken head was the sound of my own screams... the second was the sound of various men around me.
"Don’t touch me!" I scream, striking out at the hand I felt on my bare shoulder. "Don’t touch me!" I cried again. But this time, it wasn’t nearly as loud as my voice protested. I couldn’t even stand to hear the sound of my own screams without feeling the touch of that hand.
"Please," I begged, feeling the tears falling down my face. "Please don’t touch me."
"Hagatha Lucinda LaRue," growled a harsh voice in my ear. "No one is touching you, but I need you to snap out of this and come back to us."
My voice was cut off as I heard the person speaking to me. It didn’t sound like the man in the cage in front of me, but how did I know it wasn’t someone else in another cage? Or a guard?
"You’ll know when you open your eyes, Princess. We got out of Camp Hell, remember? You made a deal with the Alpha, and he was so scared of you that he escorted us to the gates himself just to make sure that you were gone. You won your fights, you were strong and brave and everything perfect. Just open your eyes and see the world for what it is, not the one in your head."
I scrunched my brows even as I felt a breeze passing over my skin. Flinching, I hugged myself even harder, trying to combat the cold.
"Find her a blanket," grunted another voice, the harsh sound as unfamiliar as the other male who was talking.
The moment I felt the fabric touching my skin, I flinched. "Where are the voices?" I murmured. My head was too empty; I didn’t know what was up or down... all I knew was that I was... lost. "I need my voices."