The Lonely Life Of An Omega (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

  Deucalion steps into the room, each footstep towards me sound like a gun shot going off. I don't back down, I was still a Alpha and a powerful one at that. He stops inches from where I stand with my head held high. "Surprised to see me?" He asks with a smirk but I don't let emotions cross my face when I respond. "I'm a werewolf, nothing surprises me anymore." this makes him laugh. "Good to see nothing's changed." Why was he doing this? I killed the man and now he was treating me like the long, lost daughter he had missed so much. "Why am I here?" I snap when it becomes clear he isn't going to bring up the matter. "To help me." Deucalion replies looking around the dark void of a room. Boyd and Cora stay hidden behind one of the pillars, out of view. "I will never help you. How many times do I have to kill you for you to understand that." I may have crossed a line but if I did, it doesn't show. "I'm afraid you have lost that chance. You no longer have a choice in all this." His voice is so confident it almost seemed like he wanted me to call his bluff, and of course I do. "Your no threat to me. Your not a alpha and your certainly not my father. So you won't now, nor will you ever have authority over me." He laughs again as if this is all some big joke. "We'll see after you spend a few nights in here. Then I think you'll understand there are other ways of getting you to do what I want." The vault closes but his words still linger in the air.

  After only a few hours spent in the room its enough to drive anyone crazy. I had heard stories in History about containment cells used at prisons and how the prisoners would be locked away from the outside world, no light, no sound for days at a time. Eventually anything like that would be enough to drive someone off the deep end. This was no different. I try to keep my mind going, counting how many seconds have passed, but it's hard to stay focused when the conversation with my father keeps haunting my thoughts. So I try a different approach. I talk to Boyd and Cora who seem inseparable as they lay hand in hand against the wall. They openly talk but there's defiantly something wrong with them. Whenever I ask a question their eyes seem sunken, staring off in the distance. Like a part of them aren't really there. And there's times I've noticed were it almost looks like their strained against invisible chains, trying to fight their way out. "Cora, how did you get out after the fire?" I ask, my voice cutting through the thick silence. She's genuinely taken back by my question and I can tell it hurts her to talk about it. But there's nothing else to pass the time. "I was sleeping when smoke started to fill my bedroom. At that moment in time I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I heard screams and the roar of flames but somehow I managed to fight through the fire's burns and crawl out of the house. I don't remember much after that." She looks away and I know not to ask anymore. "Derek will be glad to know your alive." If anything I wished I could tell him right now, watch light return to his eyes when he realizes not all of his family is lost. "I was glad to." She whispers. "You didn't know he was alive?" I ask in shock. "No, I didn't think anyone else had survived. After I got out I skipped town. For months I had heard rumors starting to spread about a new alpha building a pack in Beacon Hills. I came here hoping to find remains of family." She says and her words scare me. "How long ago did you come to town?" I ask, afraid for the answer. "I don't know, but a long time has passed since the night they ambushed me in the woods." A horrifying thought crosses my mind. "And they just leave you in here on full moon nights? How..." I don't want to say the rest, but luckily Boyd finishes the sentence. "How do we not kill each other? We don't know about that either. We haven't shifted once since being thrown in here." Was it possible the Alphas had figured out a way to stop us from shifting on full moons. Now I understand whats so wrong with Cora and Boyd. They hadn't felt the moons pull in over months, that couldn't be healthy. Then I know I need to bring up the most important question of them all. "Boyd, Derek said on the night you left the pack, you weren't alone. Erica went with you." I can see the pain register in his eyes and I already know the answer. Erica hadn't made it. I don't know how or where she is, but Erica was most certainly dead.