Chapter -2 DUNGEON

LILY WINTERSONG POV.

I was born in the Nightfall Pack but since the fall of our Luna. The Alpha of our pack couldn't focus on the protection of our pack and this gradually led to the merging of our packs.

It was like both the packs were following an unsaid promise towards each other. There's this saying which goes: if you are friends with Silver Knight Pack they will never leave your hand but if you are their enemies they will make sure you have no hands.

There are lots of other sayings too which only speak about you staying in their good sight. Our Pack believes too much of these sayings.

They say we are in good hands but I knew the silver knight packs were just showing their Dominates around the world.

I have agreed to follow these two men who will eventually kill me after sometime. They must be the Soldier of Silverknight Pack.

I know Silver Knight Pack is the most notorious pack; they don't show mercy on cases like mine.

I rest my head on the window of the car and sense myself drifting further away from my Pack and I know it's for the worst.

"What's your name Little girl?" The man who saved my head from being hit by a vase asked me. He was looking at me from the rear mirror of the car.

I felt like not talking and kept quiet but it would be of no use if I stayed quiet for long. He asked again and it did annoy me.

There was no way Silver knight Pack would come to pick up a criminal without looking up the details.

"Here's a deal, you answer our question and we will open the cuffs" The man who was driving said.

I felt like laughing out loud but controlled myself from doing it. My sins were definitely enough to kill me. I don't think angering them more was going to do any benefit.

Still, I want to test their words. After all they were from Silver Knight Pack who claim to stand by their words.

"Lily Winter Song" I answer their questions.

I wait for their reaction but they exchange looks among them and slowly they ask me.

"How old are you?" They ask.

"18 " I replied. They were giving my answer a thought which I couldn't figure out. Obviously!

I'm 18 and according to the rule book of werewolves. I should be mated by now but I am not and for this I don't blame anyone. It's been six months since I turned eighteen but still I didn't find him.

Maybe he didn't want me.

This is still not the worst scenario when I say I still haven't found my wolf. I never got answers to my questions but I am waiting for that day when someone will answer me.

After seeing my pack turn their back at me. I don't think there will be a person wanting to be my mate anymore and I can't see my mate turn his back on me.

"Have you found your mate yet?" The man with the vase asked.

"Yes! He is dead." I answered.

"Really?" The vase men asked with amusement. I don't blame him, my words surprised me too.

"Who was he?" The one on the driving seat questioned.

"My cuffs." I reminded them. They did have enough information about me but were still trying to have a civil conversation with me.

What if they aren't from Silver Knight Pack. I thought in my head and my bile raised through my brain.

Am I being kidnapped and murdered? No! My pack hates me but they won't do this. Right?

"Tell us what happened that day?" The vase man asked. He was very serious about this as his face had this strange concern.

Is he my mate?

I slapped my head hard inside my head.

"I don't remember the entire thing but from what I remember. In my hands there were two ripped hearts but I am sure I am not the one who did that " I tell with a sigh.

I choose to ignore their presence but see them look at me with a soft smile.

What??

That can't be a real smile. Why would they smile at me? What if they were mocking my State.

"We know you are scared for yourself but the Alpha of Silver Knight Pack doesn't punish people who are innocent." The vase man tried to give me hope.

"Right! Innocent ones and I am not that." I tell him and look outside the window. After that they didn't ask me anything and I was glad.

"We are here" The vase men announced. I look around and see Knight Packs Gate.

I close my eyes and pray for myself. I pray to heaven for the moon goddess for one chance to save me. I never asked her anything but this one time I wanted her to hear me.

Not because I was afraid to die I sure was afraid but before that I wanted to know about my Mother and father and most importantly about myself.

I turned eighteen six months ago but still I didn't have a mate. Why was my blood different from others? Why I had my loved one bleeding heart in my hands.

Was I really the monster they accused me of?

"Get down." A guard opened the door with a swing and I got down immediately.

I looked at him and he was muscular. Very muscular with dark brown eyes which had irritation on them.

"Where is she being taken?" The vase man asked with authority. I saw the vase man demeanour change. He looked like he held power above the man who was standing holding the door.

"The courthouse ended an hour ago so she will be sent to the dungeon." He replied to him in a monotonous tone.

Hearing the dungeon, my inside twisted. I have never been there but heard about it. It's a dark place with nothing to make you feel alive.

"Dungeon?" The vase man questioned with raised eyebrows.

"Prison is filled with the Prisoners from the War. So that leaves only one place for criminals." He says to him.

The vase man gave him a nod and then gave me a hopeful look that said only for a little bit.

"I don't want to go." I said to them, Which drew unwanted attention towards me.

"You think you have a choice?" The guard asked.

"The sinner doesn't ask for warmth" He said in a way so harsh that my eyes started to water.

I wiped my tears and felt Little shower pouring from the sky. It wasn't raining, it was drizzling just like my tears.