11. The Escape I

I couldn’t even explain how much I missed looking at a clock and being able to keep track of time, but being locked up in this room not only took that luxury from me, now time felt more like a concept and less of a reality.

I knew that the rude maid girl had come to me at some point, cleaned and changed my clothes, given me some pills and food, I could remember all of that but I wasn’t sure how long ago it had happened.

I had slept, woken up, drank some more water, cussed the stupid Alpha out loud before sleeping some more again.

The isolation that I had been subjected to in the last couple of days locked up in this dungeon, was starting to slowly drive me crazy.

I wasn’t accustomed to not seeing the sunlight at the very least, the walls were starting to close in on me and every time I gained consciousness, I fought to go back to the somewhat blissful sleep where there was no pain or any sort of stimuli at all.

But something felt different this time when I woke up. I was used to