Rori-POV
I can see three other figures chained in the dark with different kinds of elements. The stench of blood and darkness was beyond immaginable.
I myself was tied up just as the other three. The foul burn of the chain stung against my skin. Any movment would make the chains groan as the others tried to jolt themselves free.

The harder we tried to free ourselves, the more we were losing. Large dark shadows started to surround us, draining us of our life force. I tired to fight it, but it was useless.
As the air tightned and my lungs started to burn, another figure appeared from the middle of the darkness. Only, this figure was chainless. It looked around at the other three figures trapped here with me before it turned its gray, lifless eyes over to me.
An unnatural grin forced itself over the sickly blue lips of the figure as it took a step towards me. Long gray hair flots around the figure as it moved closer.
One step...two steps...three steps...
I gasped for air as i jolt awake from my bed. My breath was shallow and my hair was sticking to my face. What the hell was that?
I used the bandage on my forearm to wipe the sweat off my brows and sighed as i realized that it was nothing more that a dream.

"What is it?" Phoebe asked as she walked into the room.
Phoebe has been taking care of me for about three weeks with out complaining even once. She has been taking over the role of a sister and a besti as well.
"It's nothing. Just a bad dream." I murmmured as she walked out and came back with my breakfast. She took a plate for herself and sat on the chair next to my bed. Phoebe placed the plate on her lap before ordering me to finish all my food.
As always, while she surved me meat- whatever its privious animalistic form was- with some boiled veggies, she surved herself just the boiled veggies.

I had asked her once why she doesn't eat meet and she told me that there wasn't enough for the both of us. At first i though she just didn't like meat, but later on as she reached over to steal a peice from my plate, i understood that there might not be enough food.
Living in the middle of the woods has been phoebes' life style for some time and since she had only herself, i can tell she never needed to stock too many at once. But now that she had to look after me, she had been too busy to go out.
I picked up my fork and took a bite as i concidered asking her my next question.
"Have you heard anything from my pack?" The question slipped out of my lips before i could even stop it.
Phoebe paused at my question with her fork close to ger lips. She sighed before putting her fork back on her plate.
"Some think that you might have ran away because you were miserable. Some say you ran away because of who your mate is. And, for the most part, your family thinks that you ran away because your father was forcing you to see a witch. The detailes on the rumors flying around aren't very impressive..."
She stopped for a couple of seconds before she continued.
"Brandon, the wolf that was with you" pheobe stopped yet again and i feared for the worst. The look on her face looked that of someone who had lost a family. Did he die from his wound?
"He's alive. I hear he is out of the pack hospital a couple of days ago. No one has seen him since. Only some of the medical staff and his family has seen him. I heard he...he doesn't go to school or out at all..."
Her words grew quiter as she spoke until there was silence. She looked...upset. before i could even ask her, she shook her gead.
"As for your mate, i haven't heard much. If you wish to retun back to your pack, then you can return once you are completely healed. But if you wish to stay, my home is always open for you, Rori."
She smiled at me before continuing to eat her breakfast. I though about what she just said. Go back?
"I don't have anywhere to go. I don't have a home anymore. But i don't want to impose on your life anymore than i already have..."
"No, no. You are not imposing on anything. Please, if you want to stay then you should stay. It's really lonely out here, i could get used to living with someone." She commented. The sadness in her eyes just seconds ago were now gone and replaced with excitment.
I have noticed that no one comes to visit her out here and i can see that she is lonley at times. Witchs always live in groups. Just as wolves have packs, witchs have covens. But her coven seems to have forgotten her.
I have also learned that she trully doesn't use magic at all. When ever i'd ask her why, she'd brush me off. I can tell that she has a dark past keeping her from performing magic.
I nodded my head and we enjoyed our breakfast in a comfortable silence. When we were done, phoebe took my plate and came back with new set of bandages.
With the old bandages off, i can see that i have been healing nicely. Even though i might have scars all over my body now, i am finally starting to feel like myself again.
"This is looking really good."
Phoebe commented as she applied her green mix over the wounds but set aside the bandages. Saying that it's time to let my wounds breath a little, she moved on to my other injuries.
By far, my leg was the problem. While it doesn't hurt as much as it did before, it still needs a lot of work. It is also the very reason why i have been off my feet for the last three weeks. When i had to use the bathroom, phoebe had to push me with a chair from and to my bed all the time.
The though of sitting still for another day made me sick to my stomach. It felt so unnatural to be doing absolutly nothing. Plus, just sitting around make me vulnerable to my own thoughs. Senceing my distress, phoebe looked up at me.
"Do you want to try to walk?" She asked and my face lights up. I nodded my head and she pushed the chair away to help me stand.
I slowly moved my legs to swing down to the floor. With my hands holding on to her forearms as support, i struggled to stand up.
After a couple of tries, i used my knees and got to my feet. I couldn't help but be a little emotional as i took a step forward.
"Take it easy." Phoebe commented as she led me across the room. Even though i was heavely limping, it felt great to move around again.
When i gaze drifts over to the door, phoebe gently led me over to it and opened it.
The first stream of light made me close my eyes. I squinted a little as i slowly followed phoebe out in to the open.
The sudden rush of fresh air and green nature made me brust into tears. A sob escaped my throat as i looked around the forest. The grass on the ground tickled my bare feet as i took a deep breath to fill my aching lungs.
Tears ran down my face as i tried to block the memory of how i got here. The rejection, the attack, the injuires...all of it was pulling on every bit of control i had over my emotions and i sobbed my heart out right where i stood.
Phoebe didn't comment on anything as she lets me lean on her and cry like a child. I forced my eyes to open and blinked past my tears to take in everything infornt of me.
The beatuy of nature had always taken my breath away just as it took it now. Phoebes' house was trully in the middle of nowhere. But the silence and the site all made it too good to be true.
It looked over my shoulder to see phoebes' little house stand in between trees and a smile graced my lips. The first real smile i had in a long time.
I don't want to go back to a place where i don't belong. This place though...i can see myself being happy here.
"You should never get too attached to only one place, Rori. For you never know what tomorrow might bring."
Phoebe finally spoke but i didn't care to question her comment as i barely undertand the things she talked about half the time. She smiled at me before looking down at my leg.
"Your leg will heal soon. Then, i will teach you the art of survial. I will show you how to protect yourself if the occation must rise. And..." she pointed at a stack of silver arrows before she contiuned "i will teach you how to hunt like a preditor."