Phoebes POV

I had dreamt of Damon being at the hot springs. He had looked so miserable and lost that my heart clenched and throbbed with pain just thinking about him. Trying to get my breathing back under control I unwrap my arms from around my legs. Standing up I felt weak I hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning. Stretching my aching muscles I walk to sit on the edge of the stained mattress.

Trying again for my powers I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I reach down in side of myself going to the darkest depth where my strongest emotions lay, like a rug covering a floor. Grabbing and pulling at my emotions I bring them forth. Feeling warmth I slowly open my eyes to see tiny flames burning in the centre of my palms. My eyes widen in amazement. Making a fists in my right hand to extinguish the tiny flame I turn my gaze to the other flame. Concentrating and channelling the flame gets bigger. Lifting my right hand above my left I extend my forefinger circling it over the tiny flame to create wind I watch as the flame flickers and dances higher. I feel as if I weigh nothing and before long I am floating in the air. I don’t get far as the silver chain that holds the cuff around my ankle pulls tight. I hear the echoing sound of footsteps coming back down through the concrete walls and as fear washes over me the flame goes out and I’m in a heap on the cold hard cell floor.

Tom Brown stands in front of my cell. His eyebrows are raised but not drawn, upper eyelids raised the lower lids neutral and lower jaw dropped. “Why are you naked?” he was surprised to find me this way. “Ask your trusting Beta and his croonies." I challenged. “After they beat me senseless with their fists and sprayed me with all that water you ordered your Beta bashed my head into a brick wall. Then left me here unconscious.”

“So he has seen you naked?” he bellowed. Don’t know why he should care who sees me but....

“Oh yeah all of them did, they were all telling me how they were coming back to get a piece of my arse.” The lie easily spilling from my mouth.

He lets out a very loud growl turns and starts running the same way he came. I sigh in relief and shift my attention back to focusing on my powers.

I don’t know how long I sat there practising for. But by the signs my body was given me it had been quite a while. My mouth started to feel like sandpaper with how dry it was, my head started to throb and I felt so tired. I knew my problems were the cause of dehydration.

I heard more footsteps approach the echoing sound that bounced of the walls told me it was more then one person approaching. Please let it be Damon and Jacob please I prayed. No such luck as my assailants from before came in to my line of sight, Beta Gary at the lead.

I laughed at the sight of them each modelling bruised faces and busted lips.

“Oh you think this is funny” He points to his face “we will see how funny you think it is after we are finished with you.”

They enter my cell two grab hold of me pinning me to the wall while Beta Gary and his other two friends each pulled out a pocket knife. Over and over they kept stabbing their knife in to me or slicing me open. I tried to call on my power, but I was to weak from lack of food and dehydration. “Damon” I screamed. He was standing just there right in front of me, why wasn’t he helping me? “help me." I screamed at him over and over as everything went black.

Damon’s POV

We were on the road by 11.00am. Cory and Boyd towing Boyd's old car. When they are only 3 kms out of Tom Browns territory they will stop and wait for the rest of us to get their so we could all push the car in closer we will do this tonight. Jacob and Tessa were in my Porsche with me and the warriors were following in wolf form in the forest. Thank God dad agreed to run the pack while we we are rescuing Phoebe.

Just like planned we stopped at Trixie’s shop. Tessa and Jacob were going to come later, they had a few things they needed to get from the shops.

Entering her shop she bows her head to me “My King" she greets.

Raising my eyebrows, eyes widen in shock “You knew?” I questioned.

“Of course” she replied lifting her head to look me in the eye. “Now where is my queen?” She adds walking to her door and closing her shop up.

“That’s why I’m here. I need your help!” My voice filled with desperation.

“They have her don’t they?” she stated.

“Yes" I answered while running my hands through my hair. “I need help on how to use these powers I’ve gained. I need her back.”

“Again" she tells me. I sigh in frustration I couldn’t do anymore. She had me channelling my emotions. I was able to freeze a small glass of water, make a small fire and lift up a peg. She stares at me a moment. “Mmm you need an incentive but what.” She mumbles walking across the room. Her hopeful voice reached my ears from the other side. “Do you have anything of Phoebe’s?”

I don’t know what having anything of Phoebe’s would do but sighing I stuck my hand in my Jean pocket and pulled out her glove. Her scent the only thing keeping me sane. “I need it back you hear me?” I tell her walking across the room to her.

“Trust me my King I know how you wolves work I was once mated to one. I actually have a son, I haven’t seen him in 25 years. I don’t even know if I have any grand babies.” Her eyes became hooded as she choked back her emotion filled voice as she lowly whispers “I don’t know if he is dead or alive.” If I wasn’t a werewolf I wouldn’t have heard her.

“What do you mean?” I ask. Following her to sit beside her on her couch by the floor to ceiling window. “My sister Kylie is a jealous creature. Always thought I was favoured above her. But our parents loved the four of us all equally. Growing up, she was always getting me in to trouble, if I had something she wanted, she would always take it.

I couldn’t keep a friend at school as she would weasel her way in and turn them against me. It was the same with my boyfriends, until the day my mate found me.” She pauses her eyes glassy a whisper of a smile graces her lips as she recalls a fond memory. “I had wondered off a little to far in to the forest. I was chasing a white rabbit to be precise, I wanted to practise turning it in to a horse. All of a sudden a skinny Brown wolf was standing in front of me foaming at the mouth, teeth bared, growling viciously at me. As he stalked towards me ready to tear me apart a huge black wolf jumped in front of me tearing the rogue to pieces.

I loved him the moment I laid eyes on him. He was a handsome fellow as well, He loved me unconditionally. Kylie became jealous of our love as she wanted it but couldn’t break the mate bond. The day I found out I was pregnant she became furious. That was the day she turned against all her family and started to use black magic. We didn’t see her again after that day for a few years.

When my Dylan was five was when I seen her again. Gone was my sister replaced by something of pure evil. She ripped out the heart of my Joey and took my Dylan. She hung her head low as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.

“What was your mates name?” I ask laying a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“Joey Myers” she whispers. I gasp as I connect the dots.

“You was mated with one of dads best friends.....Dylan Myers I’ve heard that name”.......Oh my god. Reality came crashing around me knocking in to me full force like a strong wave hitting a rider off a surf board. “Your son is in my prison.” I blurted out.

“Are...how....why...” She couldn’t form a proper sentence as the tears ran down her face and her voice became clogged with emotion.

“Just a quick question. If your a proper witch how could you not locate your own son?” I ask.

“Because Kylie put a cloaking spell on him. It will only break if I come face to face with him.” she said truthfully.

“I will have my dad bring him over just help me with Phoebe.” I plead to her using my voice and my eyes. As I’m linking my father I hear her as she walks across the room.

I see her standing behind her counter and then she bends over and pulls out a crystal ball. She beckons me to come forth. I see her close her eyes and hear her mumble some sort of incantation. Before my eyes in the crystal ball is my Phoebe naked being cut and bashed at by five males. Trixie lets out a shocked gasp as Edmund takes control. “Feel that emotion Damon let it consume you. Now channel it.” my fist curls up in utter rage as seeing my Phoebe that way. Releasing a guttural growl, chaos overcomes the shop as a blast of flames tears through the tiny shop engulfing everything in its path turning them to ash. I hear the sound of glass as they clink together and then finally once more and then the glass shatters into tiny pieces, scattering broken pieces everywhere. I feel the wind as it blows through my hair and picks up broken glass fragments, ashes from the furniture. Edmund howls as he hears his mate call for him to help her, he feels powerless, he feels broken and he feels so much pain, Phoebe's pain. “That’s it Damon feel her pain. Now take it away from her. Give her your energy, let Edmund feed her wolf your energy, think of her, she is your everything.” I hear Trixie’s voice yell over the wind. My whole being has one thought and that was Phoebe.

Suddenly I’m not in Trixie’s little shop anymore. I’m Standing here in the Cell with Phoebe “Help me” she screams over and over, then I see her pass out. The wind picks up as I see rats fly through the air. I see Phoebe’s assailants flee from her cell, running like the devil himself is chasing after them. I try to go to her but I can’t move, I feel someone touch my shoulder I look behind me and I see Jacob and Tessa I’m back in Trixie’s shop.

“What happened" I asked turning towards Trixie.

“You astral projected to Phoebe. You was there but wasn’t.” she said.

“Can’t you like zap in there and get her?” I asked looking hopeful at Trixie.

“No there is a purple barrier around her cell. It’s being spelled by a witch. Created especially for Phoebe anyone that holds any type of power won’t get in.” She sighed in defeat.

“But I can!” Jacob stated. “Let’s go Alpha. It’s time to put our plan in to action.” He grabbed my jacket sleeve trying to tug me out the door.

“Wait a minute son.” Trixie yelled. “Your little charade wont work against any witch that is present. Allow me.” She insisted.

Jacob stood stock still and then spoke up “What do you mean?” He questioned.

I mean I can turn you into a real woman for a maximum of four days. Trixie claimed.

“Like give me real boobs?” asked Jacob.

“Yes.” Replied Trixie.

Jacob turned his gaze to Tessa. Narrowing his eyebrows at her he waited for her opinion. She lets out a frustrated growl. “fine” she mutters “I’m doing this just for Phoebe.” Jacob spun around and faced Trixie. “Ok do your thing.” He excitedly replied.

Trixie does her strange incantation thing that witches do and then with a slight breeze boobs appear on Jacobs chest. His hair was now waist length, Tessa’s mark on his neck gone. Jacob covers both of his breasts with his hands and starts massaging them “Oh man that feels better then the body suit Boyd made me.” replies Jacob. “Would you like that little black dress I gave you last time?” I hear Trixie ask.

“Sure!” came Jacobs fast reply. She waves her hand and mutters a few words and Jacobs jeans and shirt are gone. Replaced by a black skimpy cocktail dress and high heels. She then turns to Tessa,waves her hand and mutters another strange incantation and Tessa has a little red number on, black heels and her mark also gone. All of a sudden Jacob starts screaming and clutching at his male anatomy. “My dangly bits where have they gone? What have you done with my balls?” His voice sounding very feminine as he shrieked in distress.

“I told you a real woman. Your male parts as well as your marks will be back in four days. Don’t panic.” Answered Trixie. Tessa’s contagious laughter almost made me want to smile, almost.

Just before we left the shop Trixie approached Jacob and slipped some bottles into his hand. I heard her whisper “instructions on bottles.” Crossing the road to my Porsche wolf whistles were heard as Jacob and Tessa crossed the street from male passer byers. “Thank you, thank you” bowed Jacob in acknowledgement before he hoped in the front seat.

Reaching Boyd and Cory some hours later we transferred everything Jacob and Tessa needed into Boyd’s old car and started pushing the vehicle with Tessa behind the wheel.