Midnight Freedom

Midnight Freedom

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Pain. That's all I felt now. I've been held captive for three months in a basement with no food or water. My captors Andrew and Blade are evil men who hunt werewolves and torture them. They bound my hands to the wall with silver so I can't shift to my wolf. They beat me until I'm bloodied, bruised, and broken because they want information about my pack but I tell them nothing. I hold onto the hope that my pack will come and rescue me but that's a lie because deep down I know they won't come. I don't think I'll last much longer in the conditions these werewolf hunters are keeping me in, but at least then the pain will stop. Then when the promising darkness of sleep rises up I embrace it and drift off into a never ending sea of darkness.
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I wake up.... but "wake up" isn't right,waking up would require a bed, covers, a pillow. Instead I come to and I sit up, right away, a pounding headache bursts through me, it takes a while, but it passes. I look down my white dress, I see dry blood stains on it, but I can't find any injury. I realize that I'm in a cage, I see metal bars around me,the floor I'm sitting on is also metal, I recheck my body for injuries, but instead of an injury, I feel something soft, my blood runs cold, ...fur, it feels like fur, I turn my head around. look down, at the back of my dress and start screaming, I can't stop, it's like someone has taken control of my vocal chords, the reason I'm screaming is because what's on-no what's attached to me, is a wolf's tale.She doesn't know who she is, she doesn't know where she is, what she does know is that she has to escape.

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