Moon Written

one hundred eight.

The hallway in the dungeon was dark and gloomy, you could sense the aura of death and the spiral of living darkness that lingered in every hidden corner. You could hear the tormented screams of prisoners even as you stood outside of the door that hides the passageway. They were bloodcurdling and exciting to every Cell-guard, it awakened the monsters that craved death inside of them and made them killing machines.

Nobody understood the methods of the BloodLine pack and the members part of it, they couldn't seem understand how people were capable of killing innocents. It was wrong and extremely sinful — and yet, nobody was able to do anything to stop it because the pack is rightfully owned by the Cadman decedents, meaning they could do as they please.

In the hallway of the long dungeon a Beast walked threateningly as it searched for a prey. It sniffed the air and searched for new blood, something fresh that could help quench his awakening bloodlust. The cells were filled with prisoners after prisoners, some alive and in an unexplainable amount of pain and others were at the brink of death; with missing limbs and organs. It was truly horrifying.

The Beast growled in satisfaction as his eyes darkened and pupils widened; he smelled his prey and judging by the way his shoulders squared, he was going to go after it. His heart was hammering eagerly and his body pumped with burning adrenaline as his feet ran towards a certain cell, every prisoner — both near death and alive, could sense his presence and tried hiding in a small corner fearfully while praying to the Moon Goddess in hopes of being spared.

The sounds of his feet colliding with the floor echoed in the dungeon filled with sobs, whimpers and some screams. His heavy body made the floor shake and rumble, he loved hearing how strong he was; it pleased him to know that he was always radiating strength and power. He held an essence of disaster and the burning flame of darkness and he loved it.

Once the cell door he had been stalking towards slammed open upon his arrival, each and every prisoner silenced themselves; they knew the Beast had chosen its prey, and now they could only hope it would be satisfied enough to not want to feed more.

The prisoner that realized he was chosen let out a worried shriek, his face was contorted into a grimace and his whole, muscular body shook — the Beast let out a laugh that sounded more like a mocking growl. He was always seduced by a display of fear which made his bloodlust take over completely afterwards.

"Please Alpha! I am y-your Beta, you can't do this to me! Please!" The man yelled out hopefully, his eyes looked into the void eyes of the Beast and saw no change of mind, he let out a breathless sob in despair; tears trailed down his tan cheeks and the Beast smirked.

"What have I d-done wrong?! Tell me, I beg of you!" He asked fearfully as the Beast neared him, the monster tilted his head as he ran a sharp claw down from the middle of the Betas eyebrows to his chin before pressing the tip into his skin roughly causing the Beta to flinch, resulting in the clatter of the long silver chains that bound him in place.

"What you've done wrong, Dustin's poor Beta, is you've laid your dirty hands on my Mate. You have caused her a tremendous amount of pain and you'll pay for that. Oh you'll pay for that greatly." The Beast explained, his voice was cold and deep, no emotion laced his tone and the Beta's eyes widened upon processing what he was just told — he let out a scared whimper.

"I-I don't even k-know who your Mate is! Please s-spare me! Please!" He begged helplessly, tugging on the silver chains in hopes of getting freed but his attempts were faced with the sound of sizzling as the silver burned his sweaty skin; he let out a hiss while more tears pooled down his cheeks, the Beast chuckled while pressing a claw deep into his neck — he intensely watched as the skin around the bottom part of his nail pulled inwards and could feel the Beta's Adam's apple move as he gulped.