Moon picked mates

chapter 42

Alisha POV

The guards didn't take us very far before we turned into what appeared to be a locked area. The one in front quickly punched in a code before the heavy metal door buzzed and it opened. So much for not being locked up. We don't get to go back to the regular rooms but this doesn't surprise me . I was a threat to this pack now because I killed that male and even the guards with us was giving me nasty looks . One guard remained outside in the hallway as we went inside.

Shit went south real fast since I got here, I must be a magnet for it because lately that's all I seem to attract.  There wasn't any point in arguing about the new sleeping arrangements, I was outnumbered and right now there wasn't a damn thing I could do about. Fighting and hurting any more of these people would just make me look more like the bad guy. I'd have to go along with it to prove myself innocent in this mess. 

Dad didn't say anything either , his face stoic as we passed through the open door into the secured area.  Dad wasn't going to be free to move around here either, he was a threat now too because he had stood up for me and tried to take me away.  They knew who's side he was on and I'm just glad it is mine. 

This pack house is alot bigger than it looks on the outside, inside it is huge and there are so many different areas all under one roof. This place must not have had a basement dug when it was built , it looks like it had to be over one hundred years old.  I know they aren't common in France or Spain because of difficulty of building due to the soil or just because they weren't really used.  I'm sure they didn't have the equipment back then to dig it out back when it was built.

I'd rather not be below ground anyway, I just hope there is are windows here even if it has bars on it. That room in Calella  I was assigned was dark and  horrible, anything had to be a improvement. I just got out of that shit hole just a little over twenty four hours ago, it feels like it's been longer than that.  Time has lost all meaning for me at this point, I'm just flowing from one bad place to another with no end in sight.   

The guard leading us stopped by a group of small doors. Pointing to one on the left as he spoke.

"This one is for her and that one is for you" He point next to the door across from mine. "There are no locks on the individual doors and the rooms have various clothing stored in them. This area is used as a safe room if needed and has everything you could need in it. We have no area for prisoners here in this pack.  Alpha Lucien has asked that you both remain in this area. "

He continued moving down the hall as he spoke "Here is a living area and over there is the kitchen. There is only one bathroom in this area, it's over there" He points to another door near the living area. "Are there any questions?" 

We both don't bother answering him, his tone was rude and brisk, he wasn't happy having to be our tour guide.  When we didn't answer he turned around and left, the door click into place and we were locked in. Since it was a safe area, there were no windows in any of the rooms.  No matter what he called it , it was just a glorified jail cell. Maybe I should be gratefully I'm not locked up in some cell like I was in Calella.  At least I had my Dad with me and the freedom to move around in this small area. It reminded me of an apartment with the way it was set up. 

It could be worse,and I don't have any choices right now. I let out a noisy sigh as we both just stood there not moving anywhere. Both of us just letting everything sink in I guess. Right now I hate my life and everyone else in this place except for my dad.  Lies and Liars all of them, out to make my existence a living hell.  I don't trust anyone but the one standing next to me.

"Nice jail am I right" my voice sarcastic "It's better than the one in Calella at least."

I just didn't sign up for any of this, this is not how my life was supposing to be going right now. In fact this is one big hiccup that I never saw coming even  in my worse nightmare.