I do not know how many hours or minutes were passing by in this dark place, not being able to tell time was more frustrating than I thought. The silence was so deafening, the irony of it was ridiculous but true. Hearing nothing but my own breath and heartbeat was driving me to insanity. I needed something,anything-just to distract me. I was tired of visualizing a million thousand possible ways the lycan would kill me. I crawled slowly and sat near the cold bars of my cell.
“O’zaak...O’zaak!“I called out as softly as I could.
“Yes...I am still alive...you never told me your name you know,” he said lazily, it was like talking to a man on his death bed. That’s how my grandfather sounded before he died painfully slow in his room because he refused to leave his house.
I sighed, I did not see any point in telling him my name or life story if we were going to die any time now.“My name is Lucy Jameson, anyway, I wanted to ask you something,”
“ask away... it’s not like I don’t have the time or anything.”
I mentally rolled my eyes at his response before I asked: “are we the only prisoners in here?”
He laughed sarcastically “I don’t know, if there are prisoners here they are probably laying lifelessly in their cells,”
“Or they just know better than to make small talk with a dead man walking”a voice cut in, then there was a sudden bright light when a door opened. It was like seeing the gates of heaven opening.
I squinted my eyes at the sudden brightness, a large silhouette of a man came marching towards my cell and I backed away at the furthest corner of the tiny place-as if that would save me. I looked around me, so O’zaak was right this was definitely a dungeon. Dark, cold, humid and dirty with nasty rats crawling around trying to look for something to feed on. I had gotten used to surviving without food for a couple of days, living on the streets and then in the forest does that to a person-especially when the wolves hunt down all the meat humans survive on. You grow accustomed to a certain way of life, a way I never thought I would have to get used to.
I heard the large man unlock my cell, so this was finally it for me. He slowly walked towards me and grabbed me harshly by my left arm. I screamed, “please don’t hurt me!”
He slapped me hard “Shut the fuck up!” he shouted dragging me with him and I screamed even more in panic.
I was thrown up against something hard and metal. I quickly came tumbling back down until I hit the cold, hard concrete ground and I cried out in pain. I cried as I tried crawling away from him that’s when I saw him, O’zaak. He looked really young maybe in his mid-twenties, he sat in a corner with his head on his knees. His hair was dirty blond, shoulder-length long and scruffy. He was in a lab coat which was now brown with dirt and he wore black trousers. He slowly lifted his head and his doe brown eyes looked at me with pity before I was dragged away by my feet.
He dragged me while I clawed the hard ground with my fingernails until they bled. I was dragged out of the dungeon, then suddenly I was met by pure sunlight and damp grass. I looked around frantically, I was outside! The man who was dragging me spun me around and picked me up carrying me by his broad shoulders. He had dark brown short curly hair, he was extremely tall maybe 6′5 and he was huge with muscles sticking out on every part of his body. He was the very definition of a giant. I stopped fighting when he started walking forward, I took in sight of my surroundings and where we were going.
After about a fifteen minute walk of silence in the forest, we finally arrived at a huge tall building, a white huge castle and I spotted a few other smaller buildings in the area. There were people everywhere, acting normal walking around, talking and laughing as if everything in the world was fine. I could tell they were all werewolves by their unearthly beauty, nobody paid attention to me as I was carried into the large building-its as if they knew of my untold fate.
We entered what looked like a huge living room, whoever lived here must be filthy rich. Every furniture and item in this room looked damn expensive. The walls were painted a nice peach color, the paintings on the wall were of beautiful artistic roses and some were of wolves. Everything in this room was distracting and screamed royalty.
“Lewis!” a feminine voice called out, I couldn’t see who it was since I was facing the other way.
He carefully placed me on the floor were I tried standing up straight on my shaky feet, I hoped not to lose my balance and fall face down on the floor. He hugged the pretty blue-eyed girl with long curly blond hair with his right arm since his left one still had a firm grip on me. I suddenly felt self-conscious in my dirty ripped jeans, tattered black t-shirt and white muddy torn up tennis shoes I had picked up from the streets. My long wavy black hair was even itching with dirt and it was all over the place, I bet I looked like a wild crazy person.
“I missed you, my beautiful mate,” he said placing a kiss on her lips, I looked away.
I placed most of my body weight on my left foot since my right foot hurt like hell, I think I had sprained my ankle somehow. The slight movement distracted the couple,” Another one?” the girl asked looking at me curiously.
“Melissa, “the guy who I now knew by the name Lewis said sternly “she is not a pet. She is to serve as a servant until the Alpha King returns and decides of her fate tomorrow.”
Melissa sighed and rolled her eyes at Leo “it is a pity, she is so beautiful. Hopefully, he will take pity on her and make it quick”
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