WildFire

"What do you mean she asked to be put in there?" Top demands.

The door to the holding cell slams open and Top storms in, but I keep my gaze fixed on my toes, not bothering to glance up.

"Kyra, what the hell are you doing down here?!" Top hisses, "We thought you had been abducted or something."

It is not far from the truth that I was abducted, but I do not dare say a single word.

"Kyra, come on out." Sera speaks this time, 

I only realise now that Sera has come along with Top to find me. Not that it changes anything.

"I... I can't do it anymore." I whisper quietly.

"What do you mean you can't do it anymore?" Top asks in a baffled tone.

"I just...if I have to stay here for the rest of my life, then so be it. Just... I never want to see him again..." I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Alaric." Sera hisses, hurrying over to me, she crouched down.

"What did he do this time?" Sera asked me, her tone deeply concerned.

I try to get the words out but I recall I cannot reveal my connection to Alpha Mikos or why I am so terrified to meet him, without confessing to my crime,

And Alaric most likely knows I will be unable to recount my experience without exposing my secrets. Having no words, I sob quietly, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Just leave me alone." Is all the words I can spare.

"Cedric... this..." Sera hesitates and then she heaves a sigh.

"Fine, just... come out when you want to." Sera says, her tone is sympathetic.

She exchanges a look with Top and they both leave the holding cell. The door slams shut and I am once again left to myself, barricaded on all sides by white walls.

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Days...weeks, I am not certain how long has passed by. It may have been months too, it is hard to tell from within the windowless white cell.

Unlike my first visit to the holding cells, every morning, the guards serve me breakfast and then at dinner, they bring yet another meal.

I do not protest the kindness, if nothing else, I do not want to die starved and dehydrated.

I have also discovered the holding cell has its own washroom, a small white door that blends so naturally into the white walls, I would surely miss it if Sera did not point it out to me.

In the time I have been here, Sera and Top have paid visits dozens of times, each trying in their own way to convince me to come out of my self imposed imprisonment...or that is what they think it is.

They do not realise I am simply complying with their Supreme's orders, too terrified of him to consider doing anything else.

Tracker and Tech have also paid visits, though not nearly as frequent as Top and Sera and from the amount of visits, I can tell quite some time has passed by though I always refrain from asking.

My guess is two weeks, but I cannot say for sure.

Today, I sit in my cell in silence. No one has come to visit yet and I am grateful for the peace and quiet. I have grown accustomed to the cell and perhaps a life stuck in here is still better than facing the Supreme's wrath or Alpha Mikos's vengeance.

The peace and quiet of my holding cell is suddenly interrupted as alarms go off in the tower, loud and shrill.

The alarms are not like those from before, this time, it is distinctly a fire alarm.

My nose twitches slightly, I cannot pick up on any traces of smoke or anything to indicate there is a fire nearby but the shrill alarm still blares, unsettling me.

Memories from the fire at the moon gala replays in my mind and I am unable to rest easy without knowing what is going on.

Rising to my feet, I walk over to the door and knock hesitantly. The guard pulls the door open, his gaze eager.

Top had previously left orders that the guard is to let me out whenever I decide to leave and I know that is all thanks to Sera because Top himself had long lost his patience with me.

"I... can I go out and see what is going on?" I ask the guard hopefully.

He nods quickly and steps aside, obviously frustrated from Top's constant reprimands.

I step out of the cell, squinting slightly to adjust to the lighting in the hallway before I make my way out of the basement to the ground floor.

An unconscious thought reminds me that this is my first time moving through the Silver Tower unsupervised.

So far, I am yet to pick up on any signs of a fire and I contemplate heading back to my cell when the smell of smoke finally reaches me.

The smell does not come from within the tower but outside and as I head closer to the exit, I see dozens of people rushing out, Lycans and humans alike.

"The fire is outside and they are all going to it?" I murmur in confusion.

Following their trail, grateful for the fact that I am yet to be noticed, I soon arrive outside the tower to find that the woods across from the tower are completely up in flames...wild, untamed flames, a wildfire.

It is the same woods the Lycans had found me and outside of the tower, people moved this way and that, though I do not see what they could possibly do to contain a wildfire.

I sighted Tracker, Tech, Top and Sera standing right by the treelines, away from the safety of the Tower and too close to the fire to be safe.

My brows furrow in confusion and I dash over to them, yelling at the top of my voice. "What the hell do you all think you are doing?! Get away from the fire!" 

"Kyra! What are you doing out here?!" Tracker hisses, grabbing hold of my hand.

"The direction of the wind won't let it reach the tower, if everyone stays in the tower, you will be safe!" I say quickly.

Top snarls, his eyes wide and alarmed, muscles set to dash into the flames at any moment. "It's not about us! Alaric is in the woods!"