Moon Written

four.

I felt my head spin, even with my eyes held shut, keeping me in the unwelcoming darkness.

I opened my eyes slightly and blinked a bit to adjust to the evident darkness of this dungeon?

I looked around but it was to no use, it was completely empty and stunk, I scrunched up my face.

I looked down and felt a tightening sensation around my wrists, my brows furrowed.

Silver chains.

I bit my lip when I tugged on the chains and it burned the skin that it covered.

"Ouch!" I yelled out in pain while trying my hardest to steady any movements, I sighed.

Why was I here? I did nothing wrong.

My stomach churned at the amount of bad thoughts that crawled in my brain.

What if they kill me? What if they send me back to my real pack?

"Help!" I yelled out loudly trying to get someone's attention while stomping my foot roughly on the cold ground.

How ironic this moment felt. My stomach dropped as I thought back to my previous pack, where they chained me in their own dungeon.

My heart sped up as I tried accessing Lia, but I couldn't get to her and she couldn't get to me.

"Let me out!" I yelled in an even louder voice, feeling my throat ache at the unbearable pain that the held scream brought.

I coughed out and felt a penny taste linger in my mouth making me gag at the taste.

"Enough!" Someone said loudly from outside making me flinch.

"W-who are you?" I asked in a whisper, trying my hardest not to strain my voice with more yelling.

"I am the guard of the cells-wait why am I even telling you this?" He asked himself, and I imagined him rolling his eyes as I did mine.

"It's kind to answer back to someone. Now, can you please tell me why I'm here?" I asked pleadingly keeping my head lowered as the pain around my wrists intensified.

I heard him growl lowly, but not answer back, making me hurt and scared, I at least need to know why they were keeping me in a cell.

"Why am I here, guard man?" I asked once again, scrunching my face up at the name I just gave him. He growled once more, and didn't answer again, my brows furrowed.

"Please, answer." I begged while whining through my words, trying to play the guilt trip I've heard about. But, to no use, I tugged on my chains in anger and then groaned in pain.

"Please!" I yelled out in frustration hearing him groan loudly making me flinch, whats up with him?

"You're here because you trespassed and we are waiting for our alpha to return from his mission, to later consult with you." He explained lowly making my stomach drop.

"W-what pack is this?" I asked in a scared tone while licking my dry lips and then biting my bottom one.

"We are the Bloodline pack." He stated proudly making me gulp in fear.

The Bloodline pack is the most known pack around the world and once you trespass here, with good or bad intensions, you're dead.

The alpha, Dustin Cadman, is ruthless when it came to his mission's, he doesn't care. His heart is like a rock and he was born to be a leader.

His name meant fighter and his last name meant the same as well as warrior, and he is the most feared alpha. Known to have killed his previous mate because she accidentally pushed him, or so i've heard. I'm not big on rumors, but when it came to alpha Dustin, they're most known to be true.