Seven

Elena's POV

"This can't be happening, he is not dead" I kept on muttering to myself though it was pretty obvious that Larry died few minutes ago and it was all because of my stubbornness.

I had cause his death, he died because he was close to me, because he was my friend and I know so many people will die if I don't accept to be his mistress.

But why me, there are so many people why does it have to be me, I am really cursed and there was no other thought about it, anyone who is close to me will lose there life.

I can't stop pacing around the cell, the screams of  Larry and the red hair woman haunted me, I'm so scared to close my eyes because all I can see are their bloodied bodies on the floor.

I just wish for all this yo be a silly nightmare or maybe part of my imagination, how I wish I could sleep and everything would go back to normal but that was impossible this fucked up place is my new reality.

The sound of my cell opening jolted me up, two guards walked in grabbing my arms, "where are you taking me too. Let go of me" i said but the kept on dragging me along without saying a word.

I knew it was only the alpha that can order this. I was taken to a very small room that was dimly litted, I was the only one there.

I just didn't understand what was going on, why has he brought me here, was he planning to gulfill his desires against my wish. The thought of that sent shivers down my spine.

As I stood in the dimly lit room, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The guards had left me here without a word, leaving me to wonder what the alpha's plan was. I paced back and forth, trying to think of a way to escape, but every door I thought of seemed to lead to a dead end.

The room was small, with stone walls and a cold, damp floor. There was no furniture, no windows, just a small slit in the wall that let in a sliver of light. I felt like I was trapped in a tomb, with no way out.

I was feeling choked and uncomfortable, I had always been scared of dark places but I won't let the alpha see my fears.

I thought back to Larry, and the red-haired woman. Their screams still echoed in my mind, and I felt a wave of grief wash over me. Why had this happened to them? Why had they died because of me?

I knew I couldn't change the past, but I could try to change the future. I had to find a way to escape, to get out of this place and leave the alpha and his cruelty behind.

But how? I had no idea. I was just a prisoner, a pawn in the alpha's game of power and control. I had no allies, no friends, no one to turn to.

As I stood there, I heard the sound of footsteps outside the room. The door creaked open, and the alpha stood in the doorway, a smile on his face.

"Welcome to your new home," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I hope you're comfortable."

I glared at him, my anger and hatred for him was fresh and I would never forgive him for taking away the life of my friend and that woman "What do you want from me?" I spat.

The alpha chuckled. "Oh, I think you know what I want," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "If you accept that now, I will take you out of here and your life would become better"

"And we won't need to sacrifice the blood of the innocent" he said again smirking.

"I will never accept to be you plaything, you disgusting animal" I said tears rolling down my eyes.

He stepped closer to me, his eyes locked on mine. "You're going to stay in this room for a while," he said. "And you're going to think about your choices. You're going to think about what you want to do, and what you're willing to do to get out of here."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he spoke. What did he have planned for me? What was he going to do? How many more people will he kill?

The alpha smiled again, as if he could read my thoughts. "Don't worry," he said. "You'll find out soon enough. Until then, enjoy your stay in this lovely room."

"Give her food and water only once in a day, that will help you reduce that defiance of yours" he said looking at me.

He turned and left, leaving me alone in the darkness. I felt fear, disgust and I could not breath, but I refused to give up. I would find a way out of this place, no matter what it took.

As the hours passed, I paced back and forth in the room, trying to think of a plan. I examined every inch of the room, looking for a weakness, a way out. But there was nothing.

I was trapped, with no way out. And the alpha was enjoying every minute of it.

I thought back to my life before this place, to the people I had loved and lost. I thought about the freedom I had once known, the sun on my face and the wind in my hair.

And I knew I would do anything to get back to that life. Anything.

I would do whatever it took to escape, to get out of this place and leave the alpha behind. I would fight, I would claw, I would scream.

And I would never give up.

The alpha might think he had won, but he hadn't. Not yet. And as long as I had breath in my body, I would keep fighting.

I would survive this place, no matter what. And I would make sure the alpha paid for what he had done.

The thought gave me strength, gave me hope. And as I stood there in the darkness, I knew I would never give up. I would never surrender.

I would fight, and I would win.

I could feel myself choking and getting out of breath but I won't beg, I would rather die than ask anything from this ruthless alpha.

As I stood in the darkness, I felt the familiar panic creeping in. Being trapped in this small room was triggering memories I thought I'd long buried. I remembered the time I got locked in my school's basement when I was a kid. The basement was small, dark, and musty, with cobwebs hanging from the ceiling. I was fifteen years old at that time and was always bullied by my classmate. I was forced into the basement and locked in there no matter how I begged them they all fell into deaf ears. The door had slammed shut behind me, and I was in total darkness.

I had screamed and screamed, but no one had heard me. Hours passed, and I was starting to lose hope. I had thought that I was going to join my mum wherever she was that day.

My dad had eventually found me, curled up in a ball on the floor, hyperventilating. He had carried me out of there, holding me tight, and whispering words of comfort in my ear. After that incident, I developed claustrophobia. The thought of being trapped in small spaces made my heart race and my breathing quicken.

Now, as I stood in this dimly lit room, I felt that same fear creeping back in. I was choking, unable to breathe. My vision began to blur, and my legs felt like jelly. I was losing consciousness, and I knew I was on the verge of collapse.

Just as I thought I was going to hit the floor, I heard the door creak open. The alpha's voice echoed through the room, "Ah, Elena, don't pass out on me just yet." Strong arms caught me, holding me upright. I felt myself being lifted, and my head lolled against a hard chest.

The alpha's scent enveloped me, a mix of leather and something else, something dark and masculine. I tried to struggle, but my body felt heavy, unresponsive. The alpha's voice whispered in my ear, "You're safe now, Elena. At least, for the moment."

As I gazed up at him, our eyes locked, and for a moment, I felt like I was safe in his arms but I need more than that. "I just wished I could really die now" I muttered with a smile as everything went dark.