Tylant wolf

Chapter five

I woke up to a cold concrete ground. My back was stiff and I painfully stretched out. A loud popping noise was heard and I cringed slightly. My eyes were sore and still felt hard to open with dry tears. I looked around me to see three tall thick walls and a cell door in front of me shut.

I sat up and walked over to the door trying to push it open. It's locked.

I looked on the wall and saw the familiar tally mark scratches. Oh god, oh no oh no oh no.

My heart started to hammer hard in my chest and I ran back to the cell door, pulling as hard as I could trying to open it up. Trying to get out of the dungeon.

"Somebody help me!" I cried out as I pulled and yanked.

I heard a small scoff. "Get over yourself Hult." Diana's words mocked me.

I screamed again. Oh crap! Not only did they take me back to the place of beatings and touchings and almost rape, Diana's here too! Oh god they're all werewolves too, all blood thirsty werewolves.

"Diana please! You have to get me out of here!" I cried to her. My knuckles were white with effort as I gripped harder on the cell doors.

"If I could get out don't you think I would. These bars are made out of wolfsbane. I can't touch it." She sighed and ended the conversation quickly.

I heard the sound of the large door swing open, it's large hinges creaking and clacking. I knew what was coming next.

I backed away from the cell doors and tried to claw my way out through the small opening, big black bars covering it. I could hear the feet get closer as it walked to me
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Desperate, I started to claw the bricks making my finger nails break, slicing my finger tips and small drops of blood fall from them. I heard the foot steps stop at my cell door and I cried out trying to get ahold of the bars by the window.

My cell door slid open and I couldn't hear anything but a white noise in my ear, fear was everywhere.

Suddenly a large hand clasped on my shoulder and I flinched turning around quickly.

Charlie stood there with a stony face. His eyes looked down at me and a small frown in the place where a normal happy one was. "Oh Charlie! Please take me out of here!" I felt my heart give relief and noise started to fill my ears.

Charlie's frown deepened. "I'm sorry Chloe." Was all he managed to spit out.

I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. He grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the cell, I kicked and screamed and struggled to get out of his grip and back into the confinement area, safe from what awaits behind the doors.

Diana and I locked eyes as I was dragged away. Not one ounce of pity or sorrow for me was on her expression, instead she watched curious.

The doors swung open and I screamed and scrambled but Charlie held me tighter.

"Charlie please! I can't go back there please!" But he continued to drag me down the hallway, screams heard from each and every door we passed. Male and female, and older voice and a younger voice.

Charlie stopped at the end of the hallway and yanked open the door on the right and threw me in roughly. I fell harshly to the ground and rolled over on my side.

The door slammed shut and I saw Charlie mouth a 'I'm so sorry' to me, pity was all I could see, and at that moment I preferred Diana's look than pity.

Suddenly I heard someone cough loudly, I knew what happened next. I felt two hands grab my legs and pull me towards them. I yelped and tried to push away but his grip was iron like, burning my skin.

Suddenly I felt a large punch made on the left side of my face and I whimpered loudly and my face jerked roughly. I could hear another whimper made by the person who hit me, but the punch already made my vision blury to where I couldn't see who did it.

Soon my side was kicked, my legs clawed at, my hair ripped and punch after punch thrown at me. I would cry and try and leave but the person drew me back towards them.

Finally as if I couldn't take anymore of it, he stopped all togethere. He then stood up and walked out of the room, his all black suit was the only thing I could barely make out as he left.

"Did it work?" I heard Charlie ask the man as he left the room.

The door shut loudly as the man responded making me unable to hear. I laid there on the ground. I could tell I was bruised deeply and my body felt weak.

But I had to escape. I lifted up shaky hands and crawled over to the large door. Reaching up to the knob I twisted it gently and it didn't budge. I jiggled harder and harder until it popped open.

I went to crawl outside the room but two hands grabbed my body and dragged me down the hallway and back to my cell.

I dragged my feet on the ground as they took me away, Diana and I making eye contact once again. Fear locked in her eyes as she saw what they had done to me, what they will do to her.

I landed onto a pillow and a blanket set out in my cell and I laid there not bothering to move. The cell door closed loudly and the sound of a key locking it was heard.

I could feel my blood from my head dribble down my face and onto the corner of my mouth. I felt my senses go into hyperdrive and I licked my blood with my tongue, just wanting a taste.

I almost moaned in pleasure with the taste of blood.

The spot on my neck burned and I could feel my heart pounding hard once again. I licked more and soon I was making my hand collect and sucking it back in my mouth.

I watched as my short finger nails turned long and pointy, my teeth poking roughly on my bottom lip.

My wounds healed almost instantly and I felt better than I had in a month. I continued to drink my blood until no other came out. I laid back down on my bed, my hunger satisfied, my nails went back to being short and my teeth no longer poked my lip. I laid in my bed not able to sleep, the horror that kept coming into my mind with what I had just done.