8. Passion of a rainy night

[Layla’s POV]

I had been locked up in a cage by the guards and had been left all alone. It was as if my predicament kept getting worse as the days went by. I should have just kept quiet. Why did I have such a big mouth?

My body ached terribly and I was weak and drained from all my cries and pleas for help. The sooner I got to accept my fate as the Alpha’s slave forever, the better for me. Nothing would get better with time, and hoping that things would get better was a mere wish that was never going to come through.

The cold breeze began to blow, scattering everything that was in sight, and I began to shiver terribly. My skin was already badly bruised, and as if that was not enough, I was feeling really cold.

Soon, it began to drizzle and I tried to crouch into another corner of the cage, but as it had bars all over, it was opened and made it easy for the breeze to pass through, and I felt even colder as seconds rolled into minutes and what was a short drizzle turned into a never-e