My eyes widen and I shake my head, she lets out a quiet sigh. "Eleanor, you've cut off your emotions, I know you still feel fear, which is odd, but I think that is because of your past. I don't know why you decided to rid yourself of your emotions, but everyone in this pack will know you have because of your eyes, and it would really help me to know why you did this. I will tell you of the extent of your physical injuries, but please, let me know of the extent of your emotional injuries, I want to help you."

My features harden. "I went through abuse for thirteen years, I had no one for over half of that, and the one person I did have was killed. I was tortured, tested, abused. I had silver and wolfsbane pored down my throat. I was burned, kicked, hit. When I was young I hoped someone would save me, when I was older I hoped someone would kill me. Nightly has trapped me here and I can't escape. It's not right, and it's not fair. Now tell me about my freaking injuries." I growl and Lillian looks at me shocked.

"Why. . ?" "Tell me about my injuries," I growl again and she stares at me a moment as I listen to the sped up beeping of that stupid machine. She clears her throat, "Right. . . Uh, so, you have three broken ribs, your left wrist is broken, and your left arm is fractured along with a small fracture in your right ankle. Your right arm is highly bruised and you have a large bruise on your right side, your left arm and your legs have a ton of bruises as well. You have a cut on your left temple from when you fell earlier and a large bruise which I'm not sure the cause for. . "

"You stupid mutt," Johnson throws me onto the ground and I roll, my body slamming into the wall and my head taking the first of the impact.

"The break in your wrist was caused by you climbing that tree, though I do believe it was fractured beforehand, which is why it broke when you began putting so much weight against it. That was stupid, by the way," I flinch at her words as she continues. "Oh. . also, there appears to be some cuts on your wrists and neck, and many other parts of your body, the neck confused me the most."

"Don't talk to me like that again," Johnson growls as he presses the knife against my neck with just enough force to make me bleed, but not enough to kill me.

"So, I have some pain killers that I can prescribe you, I recommend taking one every six to eight hours, or if you're in pain, just so long it's at least a six hour grace period between each dose. And with your injuries, normally I would assume you to be healed in under five days, but with your malnourished and how weak you seem, I can't be sure how long it will take. Come see me in a few days and then I can judge." She finishes and I look at her like she's crazy.

"I can't come in a few days." I state and she looks at me weirdly, "Why?" She questions. "I won't be here, I'm finding some way to escape," I state and she sighs sadly.
"Look, Eleanor, I understand you want away from here-"
"Need away from here," I correct.
"Okay, well I get that, but I really would suggest you stay, just for a little while, right now you are too weak to fight anything off and with the extent of your injuries you need help, and food. Just stay for a few weeks, that is all I'm asking, stay for a few weeks to see how your injuries deal, and then you can leave, I won't stop you." She says and I stare at her for a moment.

Could I really stay here? Giving Nightly exactly what he wants, to have me in his grasp? I know what she is saying is true, it would help me in the long run if I were to stay here. . Stay. My wolf whines and I sigh in my head. Please Eleanor, at least let me have a week, just a week with my mate. She whimpers. Ashley, it will only hurt worse, you know that. I say, it doesn't matter how much I despise Nightly, I feel for my wolf, she can't help loving him, they are soul mates after all.
I don't care. You said it yourself, it will help us in the long run. Just stay, just for a week or two. .

"Eleanor?" Lillian questions and I snap out of my thoughts as my wolf lets out a quiet whimper. Please.
"Fine, Lillian, I'll stay for a little while, but I cannot promise how long I will stay here."
Thank you Eleanor. I know you hate this, I know you do, thank you so much.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm amazing. I say and Ashley snickers.
As if.
"Okay Eleanor, I'm glad, I am happy with you staying, even if it isn't for long, now, do you mind if I call him back in?"

"It's Alpha to you, mutt."

I slowly shake my head and she nods with a small smile. "Theodore, you can come in," She slightly shouts and a few moments later the door opens and Nightly quickly steps in.  He begins advancing towards us and I push myself backwards so my back is flush against the wall.
"Down Fido," Lillian says and he stops.
"Excuse me?" He says.
"You heard me, down, she's scared of you." Lillian states and I glare at her. "Actually, I just don't like him," I snarl and she sighs. "Okay, fine, either way, back, Theo." She says and he looks at me with pain in his eyes, making my wolf whimper but me roll my eyes.
"Okay. . " He says as he takes a few steps backwards.
"I have informed Eleanor here of her injuries, and explained that it would be better for her to stay in the pack lands for a little while, she has agreed."

"Wait, she's staying? On her own terms?" He questions and she nods, "For a short while, at least."

~Theodore~
I look at my beautiful mate, staring into her pitch black eyes that bring pain into my body.

She's staying.

This is my chance.

I can get my mate's emotions back.

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Hope you guys.
I did add a warning to the blurb, just saying this deals with abuse (obvious now) And possibly some depression/suicide stuff.
There will be trigger warnings.
Anyways.
Bye my luvs.

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1130.

And sometimes talking can reopen the wounds that were finally closing.

                                                                                                  ~Unknown