Chapter 2 Captured as a slave

★ADIRA★

My eyelids fluttered open weakly and my vision was blurry. I struggled to rub my forehead which was beginning to throb with pain only to discover that my hands were tied with a rope behind my back.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Don't stress it, Adira.”

Although my movement was restricted, I was able to make out the voice and see the face of my fucking new nemesis, Alpha Dylan. But this time, he wasn't alone. A boy with a striking resemblance stood beside him. From my prediction, he was around my age. So I presumed him to be Alpha Dylan's son.

While his father's eyes stared at me with acrimony and pure hatred, he stared at me with pity and sympathy.

Alpha Dylan walked up to me and yanked my hair with his strong grip. “Your father believed he had it all,” He chuckled loudly. “Where is he now?”

Glaring at him with pure hatred, I made no effort to utter a single word to him. Instead, I gathered my saliva and spat them at his face. Instantly, I thought of anything that could go wrong. He may run a slap across my face. Perhaps, order his guards to whip me to death or maybe he could starve me for days. However, I was ready to bear the brunt of my actions.

But he wiped off his face with his bare palm and chuckled again. Whilst, his son stood there, staring at me.

Alpha Dylan stood to his feet then he cast a glare at me. “Drew, that little bitch just disrespected your father. Tell me, what can you do to her?”

Drew's face slipped from sympathy to a scowl. He curled his finger and by the time he stretched them out, I saw his large long claws emanating from the tip. My heart began to race fast. I knew I warranted this situation and I hoped deep down that Drew wouldn't do it. But who am I to make him disobey his father?

I shook my head vigorously, struggling to move back. But the more I tried, the more he walked up to me. He bent on his knees and leaned towards my face.

“Show me, Drew!” Alpha Dylan bellowed, his deep masculine voice resonating through the four walls of the dungeon.

Pressing my lips into a grim line, I struggled not to scream as Drew's claws penetrated my skin, it was painful enough to feel his claw digging into my lap. But he made it worse when he began to drag his claws down, creating a painful stinging sensation as it made its way across my skin.

I screamed at top of my lungs and my lips quivered as hot tears rolled in a rivulet down my cheeks.

“Please,” I begged him with tears falling from my eyes. “Please you're hurting me.”

Surprisingly, he stopped. He turned to his father who had a devious smile plastered on his lips. “I think she has learned her lesson for today, Dad.”

Blood oozed in spurts out of my inflicted wound and trickled down my lap to form a pool of red crimson blood on the floor.

Alpha Dylan tapped Drew on his shoulder. “You did good, boy. This is what we do to lowly prisoners. Never, I repeat let them take you for granted.”

“Yes father.” came his response as my blood dripped from his elongated claws, that was now slowly retracting into their place.

Drew turned to me once more. His gaze held mine and his icy blue eyes flickered with pain. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks and I turned to face the other side. How did I end up this way? I thought to myself. Why was I the weak one? Had been I  to wield my power, I wouldn't be helpless and locked up in a dungeon as a slave.

My breath ragged and my lungs stretched out for air.

Just as I thought Alpha Dylan would walk away and leave me be, the motherfucking asshole beckoned on his guard and he ran into the dungeon immediately with a  bag in one hand and a small transparent container in the other.

“Pour the salt on her injury and release the mice.”

“Yes, Alpha.” The guard bowed his head and walked up to me. He stared at me with a blankly face. I found it hard to read his expression and a part of me somewhat knew that he felt nothing for me. Without a second thought, he poured the salt on my injury and rubbed it against the surface, making a loud yell escape my lips.

I cried bitterly, jerking my leg back and forth to conceal the pain. But the more I did, the more it got worse. He opened the bag and three mice squeaked loudly as they made their way out of the bag.

My eyes widened in horror. If there was anything I detested the most in this world— that was mice. I abhorred them so much that thinking about them alone made me feel nauseated. And almost at once, my stomach churned and I vomited on the floor with a groan.

Alpha Dylan smirked deviously. “Make sure that if they're giving other prisoners food, exclude hers. She has to suffer much more. I will make sure she wished she died alongside her worthless parent.”  Having said that, he walked out of the dungeon.

Drew cast a pitiful look at me before following right behind his father.

“A word of advice, little girl. I don't know what you did to the Alpha. But I'd advise you not to provoke him more. If you do, he might kill you without a second thought.” He walked out also, leaving me in darkness.

Amid tiny sobs, I shuffled to sit down. My eyes watched the mice as they wander about aimlessly on the cold floor. Then I crept to a corner and dragged my knees to my chest. If my hands weren't tied up, maybe I would have tried to get rid of the mice with my fire. But I just couldn't.

In the darkness, I could feel my wound burning up and my head began to throb with pain once more. Sooner or later, I would be down with a fever. Carefully, I placed my head on my knees and cried myself to sleep.

If only my father and mother weren't dead.......

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A soft tap on my shoulder jolted me awake with a gasp. I was having a nightmare about my parents being slaughtered and I was locked up in a cage with a ravenous beast.

Everything about my nightmare was true except for the ravenous beast part. I peered through the darkness, straining my eyes to see who it was.

“Shh!” He placed a finger over my lips. “Eat this.”

As soon as I found out it was Drew, I shook my head and tried to move away from him. He drew closer to me with his breath fanning against my neck, then his fingers trailed my arm, stopping on my hand and he cut off the rope with a small dagger strapped to his belt all along.

I tried to wield my fire at him immediately but when his hand touched mine, my tensed muscles relaxed. “ I am sorry.” He muttered under his breath.

Feigning ignorance, I pretended not to hear him. Instead, I tilted my head to face the other direction without uttering a single word. His large hands moved to cup my chin and he held my gaze.

“Adira right?”

My face remained blank and I made no effort to answer him.

“I am not your enemy, Adira. And I don't think my father is right to be doing this to you. Earlier when he asked me to do something, I had to think of something simpler to do to you. Because if he did it by himself or called my twin brother, you would be more sorry.”

Biting my lower lip, I restricted myself from saying a word. All that he said changes nothing. The fact that his father slaughtered my parents and some of our pack remains intact. And I still seek my revenge. Everyone in the silver moon pack must pay! That is a promise!

“Adira yo....”

“Why are you doing this?” I fired back at him. “You know the risk of what could happen to you and despite that, you're willing to help me?”

Drew inhaled deeply and exhaled afterward. “Unlike my father and twin brother, I think differently. I don't know why but something keeps drawing me closer to you from the moment I laid my eyes on you.” He held the apple to my lips. “Please eat, father must not know I fed you. So do so quickly, I'd like to leave with the unfinished one.”

Reluctantly, I bit out of the apple and chewed it loudly. Second rolled in minutes and minutes into an hour, but still Drew stayed with me and tried to soothe my injuries with an ointment.

He showed me his wrist and I saw a tattoo of an eagle drawn creatively on his wrist. “Anytime you want to talk to me, say eagle. My trusted guard would ask you what you want. But if he is not there, the other ones won't understand.”

Having said that, he tied my hand back and smoothened my hair. “I will see you soon.”