Silver Scars

Freedom?

3 months later and I'm still sitting here.

I'm fed twice a day. There's a small corner sink and toilet area that's out of view of the guards and Molly comes once a week to help me bathe.

I'm cuffed around my wrists and ankles but I can move from the bathroom to the cot. Honestly, it's not all bad.

The door opens, a little early in the week for my hoe bath but alright.

I smell him before I see him.

That fucking bitch.

His smug ass walks, no struts, over to the door of the cell. He opens it and walks in.

"Have you had enough, my Luna? Or do you need longer"

What he doesn't know is that I have been planning this moment for months. Thinking over and over how I was going to play this.

I've thought about fighting him to the death. I've thought about giving up.

But I've got it now. I know what I'm going to do.

"Yes. I am ready to be your Luna, Alpha", I say, without the slightest touch of sarcasm or attitude.

I've really worked on that these three months.

"Good. Let's go"

He unchains me. Gently pulls me up.

Huh.

Don't trust it.

We walk out of the prison. I'm dirty. My wrists and ankles are permenently cut up from the cuffs.

I walk with my head held high. And I look every single pack member in the eye as he guides me along.

I want my eyes to say "look at me. let it be know that I will fight". Not as a challenge, but to have them know, I am not broken.

He brings me the Pack House. We continue up the stairs until we get to the top floor. The Alpha floor.

"This is your room. My suite is at the end of the hall. Clean up. Molly will bring you food. Tomorrow we will discuss our arrangement. Again" he says flatly.

Alrighty then.

He walks away to the end of hall, opens the door and disappears inside.

I open the door to my room.

Well, this isn't too shabby.

It was a large room. White walls. Deep dark wood floors with a Persian rug in the middle of the floor. Dark wood furniture with white bedding. I walk around to investigate the two doors in the room. One leads to a walk in closet, already filled with clothes. Most not to my taste, but whatever. The other to a large en suite bathroom. Not bad, Xavier, not bad. Still want cut your balls off but I'll give you this.

Immediately, I strip and practically throw myself into the shower. This is the best.

After the world's longest shower, I walk to the closet and try to find something to wear. I settle for some shorts a loose shirt.

A knock on the door, and then it opens to reveal Molly.

"Luna, Ohmygosh I can't believe your finally out of there. I'm so so sorry" she sobs in my arms.

"Molly, It's okay. I'm really glad to see you. I even more glad I get to talk to you."

She wipes her face and tries to regain her composure.

"Alpha said I could stay and talk a bit if you wanted" she says.

"Oh thank god. I don't think I could be alone a second longer". I could really, be alone to plot and plan but I knew she needed this.