Zyon: The Alpha Of The North

Chapter Thirty-Eight

I've begun to lose track of the days I've been here. I know it hasn't been too long but in utter darkness, it's impossible to know how many days have passed.

The temperature in this floor level of the cell is icy cold, and there is nothing in here to keep me warm. The only reason I'm able to survive is because of my wolf. I have wondered how humans would survive in this cell. Or how I would have survived if I still didn't have my wolf back.

My wolf has used this time to heal since she's been back. I have passed the time by transitioning into my wolf multiple times. It's the only way to build up strength.

After several painful transitions, it now only takes me seven minutes to transition into wolf form. That is still slow for the average wolf. It should only take me a minute. But I'll get there soon enough.

Zyon hasn't been in to see me. I'm glad he hasn't. I think we both needed some space. I expected consequences for my actions. I knew he wasn't going to let me off the hook. I just didn't think it would go as far as a second marking.

The marking had had no impact on me as such. Perhaps because I hadn't been around Zyon. It would have it's impact once I was out of this cell.

In the time after he marked me, I had gone numb. I don't know how I would feel being around him.

I don't know where we could go as a fated couple from here. Would we ever have a normal relationship? It didn't seem as such right now. I don't know if I would ever forgive him the humiliation of people knowing I'd been marked a second time.

I don't think he would ever forgive me for hiding from him so long and going against so many of the fundamentals of being mates. In his eyes, I had betrayed him by hiding, by being defiant, by running and then by letting Daniel go.

I didn't really see a road going uphill, but it's not like we could just abandon the bond. I was already tied to him.

I make my way of the dingy-dusty floor, getting ready to transition again. My body feels weak. I was getting scare amounts of food since I'd been here, which made it hard to make improvements in the time it took me to transition.

Just as I was about to begin my transition, I heard the lock to my cell open. Beta Holden walks in, making me halt in my movements.

"Luna." He bows his head slightly. I can't help but think of the irony in this situation. Him calling me Luna, while I'm stuck in a cell.

I don't say anything back. Just nod my head in acknowledgement. I can see sympathy grace his features as his gaze follows the dirt on my body. I hadn't showered in ages.

"We're here to escort you out of this cell." He says.

I don't know if I'm ready to leave this cell. As much as I hate it, I don't know if I'm ready to face Zyon and face my life, the bond, my role, the pack that I in a way betrayed and put in danger.

"Now?" I say. My voice is hoarse. I haven't really used my vocal cords for some time now. Not unless you count screaming while transitioning.

The beta nods. "Follow me."

I follow him up the stairs to the top level. There's a small group of wolves waiting at the top. I'm guessing they're the beta's security detail. I'm glad the Warden and other wolves who were at the prison earlier, are not present. Again, I'm not really sure if I could face them.

As the door to the prison swings open and the sunlight is let in, I snap my eyes close as I feel the discomfort that occurs from the sudden change in lighting. I have been underground, in the dark for some time now. Slightly opening my eyes, into a squint, I let them adjust to the light, as the beta patiently waits.