Chapter 13

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The werewolf groaned as he was pinned to the ground of his cell. The cold metal floor burnt his left cheek as he glared back up at the hunter who was glaring right back at him.

A sharp pain pricked the silvernette on his neck before he completely stopped struggling.

His body felt as heavy as lead. It was numb. His eyes were still wide open as he stared at the empty syringe that was dropped onto the ground next to him.

His wrists and ankles were cuffed to the bars of his "little" cage.

"Time to deliver him home." The hunter grinned as he walked out the cage and locked the door.

During the few days of hell when he lived with the hunter, the werewolf was definitely weaker than usual.

He was beaten up and fed irregularly. It definitely made the silvernette significantly thinner.

The large cage was attached to the back of the truck before the buff male went into the vehicle.

The engine started.

(Y/N) couldn't move. But he needed to get out of here.

There was no way he would go back to his family.

After he tried so hard to escape. After years of running constantly. After finding people that he can finally call family.

He didn't want to go back.

He was considered a rogue, the lowest of the lowest. And yet he was always looked up to after being known as the successor of the pack.

He needed someone, anyone, to help him. He didn't care who, he just wanted to get out.

The drug didn't seem like it would wear off any time soon.

He morphed into a wolf, only for the same effect to happen. Along with that, he was even more exhausted from the transformation.

The pack's "camp" wasn't far at all.

He could feel them go through the familiar tunnel that he had used to escape the place.

His hopes were crushed. His heart sank.

Behind these large walls would be the life he had ran away from.

The werewolf sighed as his head laid against the cold ground of the metal cage.

Going through the gate, wolves began to crowd around the slow moving vehicle.

Some gave him pitiful gazes. Some were happy and some were disgusted.

(Y/N)'s silver eyes glazed over into his usual cold stare.

The truck had turned into a larger road which lead to a large manor.

The wolf cursed under his breath as his eyes shut tightly while they drove through the main entrance.

His ears pointed backwards as the truck came to a stop.

"Welcome home." An amused voice spoke.

Opening his eyes, (Y/N) realised that it was his older brother.

The older male smirked as the gates were opened and he was allowed to enter the cage.

"Where have you been? Did you know all of us were so worried?" (Brother/Name) [A/N : I mean if you don't have a brother you can always make up a name right?] grinned as he ran his hand through the untamed fur of the younger wolf.

Having saved up energy from the short trip, (Y/N) morphed back into his human form where he growled at his brother.

"Get me out of here." He hissed as the older male clicked his tongue.

"God you're so needy." The black-haired male broke of all the restraints before picking up the silvernette and bringing him into the house.

"(B/N)-sama! Let me help you!" A servant had came over to pick up the younger werewolf.

"Right. Give him a bath and fit him in clothes suitable for the dinner." The older male said before he walked off, a lady coming to join him afterwards.

The silvernette stared at the ground as he was carried to his room to be cleaned.

This was bad.

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Dinner came around.

The drug hasn't fully subsided hence the werewolf had to be sat in a wheelchair all the way to the dining table.

The grand table had only four people sat at it.

It was absolutely silent until the werewolf was placed onto his chair.

"You're going back to the labs starting tomorrow."

It was the first sentence he got when he reached home. That drove him to absolute madness.

But he kept calm.

He clenched his jaw and nodded.

The labs.

It was the only place he would go to when he was younger.

He never knew why.

The scientists there had always pitied him for some reason. Even though he was used to the experiments, the werewolves that worked in the labs had always looked at the silvernette with sad gazes.

They definitely knew something that the werewolf didn't.

And he was going to find it out soon.

A/N:
Short chapter. I'm sorreh. Late update. I'm sorreh. ;-; Forgive me. I have no idea why it was so late. Perhaps because I was just lazy and had no inspiration to touch wattpad for the past few days.

Along with that, I feel that this chapter isn't as good as those that I've written.

Hence I'm apologizing again.

I PROMISE THE NEXT ONE WILL DEFINITELY BE BETTER.

-Apanda (;-;)

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