Falling for your Fate

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

I let out a pain filled groan as the world around me started to come back into focus and the first thing I noticed was that I was almost frozen solid. My neck ached from the weird angle it had been on while I was passed out and the ground I was on appeared to be stone, and was suspiciously damp.

I slowly tried to push myself up feeling every ache and every scratch as my eyes tried to decipher where I was but it was so dark, it was hard for them to adjust.

I mistakenly tried to use my left wrist to balance myself and crumpled back to the hard floor letting out a cry of pain that rang out around the dark room. I cradled my broken wrist to my chest, feeling painful tears start to leak down my cheeks. 

When the pain finally started to subside I tried to move again, this time keeping all my weight off my left wrist.

Finally, I was upright and the room started to come into focus as my eyes adjusted better to the darkness. Only a single light, dimly glowing in the corner of the room, setting the rest of the room into flickering shadows.

The first thing I noted was that I appeared to be in a cell of some sort with three identical ones on my left.

The bars surrounding me looked sturdy and probably impossible to break, especially for me. I made to get to my feet with my wrist still cradled to my chest when I realised my ankles were locked in shackles. Following the chain I saw they were attached to the wall of the cell and from the way they were buckled and refastened I could tell a more powerful werewolf than myself had been in here before.

Looking at them, they were loose around my ankles and the rubbing on my skin had turned it red and irritated, at some points the skin had even broken, the blood staining my bare feet. 

Using my good hand I tugged at the chain tentatively only to see that it was definitely fastened securely to the wall. No chance of escape. Refocusing my attention I looked around the room for a window or a door but only found one. A strong, steel door with only one slit that could slide open and closed.

Other than that there were no other entrances or exits. Looking at the remaining cells I saw they remained vacant with the entire room only occupied by me. The cells had dark stains and deep scratches in the stone floor and I could only imagine what those poor wolves were trying to escape from.

Where was I?

I slumped back against the wall, defeated by my situation. Everything I had gone through, all the trouble I had suffered to get free from Colby and here I was, trapped. Again.

I strangely felt my mind wandering, wondering what he was doing. I wondered who had found him after I had walked willingly into the arms of my current captors. Despite it all, I wondered whether he was all right, whether I had hurt him?

I was so deep in my thoughts that when the door opened I jumped up in surprise slamming my broken wrist against the wall and breaking more of the skin around my ankles as the shackles moved. I tried to hold my cry of pain in but it escaped anyway and I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath to calm myself. When I opened my eyes again I saw there were three men standing before me on the other side of the bars.

The man in the middle was of course the green eyed man who had been trapped in Colby's prison. He was dressed in clean clothes now, his shirt stretching dangerously tight across his chest and I wondered if it made it difficult to breathe. His black hair was washed and tied back in a tight knot at the base of his neck.

His companions seemed to be carbon copies of one another and I could only assume they were twins with their messy brown hair and bright blue eyes, but their stoney expressions did nothing to highlight their handsome features and I could do nothing but stare at the trio, waiting.