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Chapter 5

I heard the driver door open and the man I didn't know got into the new truck. He glanced over at me and I could see the smirk on his face, it made my stomach crawl. I glanced at him when he looked away from me and focused on his truck.

He was around his late thirties, with brown chestnut hair that was short and clean. He wore tan pants like a business man would with a light blue button up shirt. A couple of the buttons were undone at the top showing he still had a nice body.

"Ouch." I mouthed. I didn't make a sound but that hurt, whatever it was. I felt it deep in my chest. Then realization hit me, it was my wolf protecting its mate. I thought the man next to me had a decent body and so she hurt me. I smiled to myself a little at the thought of my mate but the man next to me chuckled a little and smirked and then I saw it.

Shit, shit, shit! I struggled with my cuffs as the man chuckled more and drove down the road. He wasn't just a man he was a vampire. I was screwed. I'm ganna die, I'm ganna die. I kept thinking to myself. I tried pulling the cuffs, then I stopped and glanced at the cuffs. Why aren't they burning my skin? Why wouldn't they use silver while transporting a werewolf?

"I dont want your wrists burned for your new master." He said and I saw another smirk. I looked at his right hand that was on the steering wheel, there was no ring. Vampires need a sun amulet to go into the sun without turning into fried chicken. "We found another way to live. A way that cant be removed." He laughed again.

Well the Vampires have been busy with technology. Now they cant burn, and I still can with silver.

I stilled and thought about what has just happened, wait did he say master? Oh no I don't do masters, I am not a slave I am a wild animal. Well I can be if I want to be.

I sighed trying to think. There is nothing I can do, I cant use a Vampires weakness against them now because they mastered it, I cant fight my way out because not only am I a submissive, they have greater technology which means stronger weapons with silver nitrate bullets. I shivered at the thought. What a way to die. Liquid silver shot into your body and into the blood stream killing you fast yet slow enough to cause extreme pain. The pain was described to us at school. They said it was like a knife cut that's deep, it stings and wont stop bleeding, but the only difference here is the pain isn't just a sting its all out agony having your body shut down while your still breathing.

I shudder at the thought. I need to get out of here.

"Hello?" the man said.

I glanced over at him with my eyes down.

"You are a gift, the master of our coven bought you for his son who just turned seventeen." He paused for a second then continued. "As soon as the hunter said you were a submissive I knew you'd be perfect, sense you already know how to take orders." he smiled at me. "Then the fact that we took you from a mate makes it even better. Your little K9 heart is in pain being far away from him." He laughed and I growled a low growl in my chest.

He rose his hand and slapped me whipping my head to the side. Don't you growl at me you piece of shit dog.

I stopped listening to what he had to say, all I could think was my mate was a girl, a fucking girl not a guy. She! Not him! I almost growled again but bit my lip and held it back. I was breathing heavy and my hands were fists.

"Got a little spunk aye?" he smiled showing his teeth. "The masters son will be pleased about his new pet." this time I could tell he was smiling to himself proud of what he did.

I looked out the window for a while.

I was over the fact about having a master and being a pet, but focused on Savannah. What I'd do to see her smile in class with her rude friends, or her walking past me almost brushing into me with her tail when she checks for her mate. My mom said they called Alpha so she must know, plus the fact when we were close. I know she cares, because she didn't let Marcus beat me to death.

I closed my eyes and let a tear fall down my cheek making sure the Vampire doesnt see me.

About an hour later we turned into a huge gated forest. There was houses and shops like a mini town. I've been to one like this at another pack when I was a younger pup. It's because I had to be registered with my paw print for becoming the submissive. Although the werewolf one had more trees.

The truck stopped in front of a huge house. The pack house is bigger but its ment for a pack not whatever Vampires have, a herd or flock.. I don't know..

Two body guards opened my door and unlocked the cuff aroung the glove box handle and pulled me out. I felt my cheeks heat up as the guards looked at me I forgot what I was wearing.

They pulled me up some steps and through double wooden doors. When I walked in the smell was unbearable. One Vampire you cant smell a herd or flock it's bad. I stopped and wanted to gag and heave but instead I was pulled by the guards. The foyer was beautiful, the walls were glossy cherry colored wood. In-fact everything in here was wooden, or it seemed like it.

I was pushed down a couple more grand hallways and finally to a room that literally had two thrones in it and a red carpet down the middle. Next to the throne was two smaller chairs and the room had those benches that are at churches. I never remember the name. I had a small grin on my face, I mean really who has thrones anymore. This is very old schoolith. I laughed to myself at my little joke till I heard a door open. I was tossed on the floor staring at the ground.

I looked up through my hair and noticed the "king" and "queen" were sitting in their thrones while a teen boy and girl sat by their parents. The girl looked a little younger, and I figured the boy was mine, or well I was his.

"Rise." the "king" said. I began to stand but was grabbed by my hair and pulled up to my feet. I winced in pain but kept in my pleads.

I kept my eyes low as the Vampire master began to spoke. "I am Master Owen, this is my family. What is your name mutt?"

Mutt how clever, not. "Taylor St.Claire sir." I said in the strongest voice I could muster up.

"Miss St.Claire you are a gift to my son Heath," he said an pointed to the boy next to him. He had shaggy brown hair but it was kinda messed up in one of those fashions where its supposed to look like he doesn't care, but I can smell the hair product from here. "This is my wife, if you take to her she is Mrs. Owen's to you and then there is my daughter Emma." The two women got up and left and I was alone with Master Owen's and Heath.

They stood and walked over to me. Looking me up and down, stopping at my breasts and I assume my ass. I wanted to growl, but surpressed it.

"Will she due?"

"Yeah, she's hot enough I guess." a young voice said. I guess Heath's.

"Master, she is a submissive." said the man from the truck.

"Oh so she will be a good girl huh?" he stroked my hair on my head as he walked back around to my face. I kept my eyes at the ground. "That would explain her non-wondering eyes."

"What's wrong with her then?" Heath asked.

Nothing is wrong with me you prick!

"She is just a smalled wolf, which is good for your first. It also means she will do anything you say and cant say no." Said the Master with a smirk and I saw his fangs.

The Master and guards walked away and handed Heath the key to my handcuffs. He walked in front of me and stopped. "On your knees." He commanded.

I felt my body begin to shake as I got on my knees. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a black collar. "Look up at me."

I hesitated but did as asked. I looked up at him and he put the collar around my neck. "This does not come off except when I say. Do you understand?" I nodded "Yes." "I want you to speak when I ask something."

"Yes sir I understand." I said. He smiled and finished putting it on.

"This collar was built for werewolves, you can shift with it and it will stay on. Understand?" he asked. He reached forward and uncuffed me.

"Yes sir." I said.

"Good now I will turn around and I want you to strip and shirt. Alright."

"Yes sir." I said. Heath turned around. At least I got some privacy. I stripped and put my clothes in a folded pile trying to be helpful then shifted.

Heath turned around and smiled at me. "Your a beautiful wolf. Good size too." He walked around me and I stood there with my tail low. "I read that these markings you get are when you find your mate is that true?" He asked as he walked to my face again. I nodded my head. "So your mate, is he looking for you?" I looked at the ground, not only was my mate a girl, I had no clue if she was. "Okay, sorry come on." He rubbed my head and I could tell he never pet a wolf before because he was hesitant. But he didn't stopped as I walked next to him.

Even though he owned me and made me wear a collar. He was kinda nice, but that doesnt mean I need to stop thinking about how to get out of here.

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So I was thinking maybe a chapter from Savannah's POV. What do you guys think?

Oh and if anyone is good at making covers and wants to make one for this story thatd be fantastic