Chapter 2

Nyx's POV

Starweaver pack.

I woke up in chains, with two hounds barking viciously at me. I was about to be eaten. At first, I did not understand what was going on. It took a while, but the recent events came back to me. I had fainted right before the Luna. I might have even spilt water on her cloth or her body. I had already done the worst thing any slave could do in the Starweaver pack; annoy the Luna. I was apparently good at doing that. She also had a liking for me; she loved my whimpers when she taunts and my ragged gasps when she's bickering.

I was breathing more rapidly than I ever have. I could already see the hounds tearing me into bits. At least, I would be done with all these tortures and pain. I closed my eyes to avoid seeing the hounds barking at me. They were tied to the ends of the cells and they were just an inch away from me. Any wrong move from me and I would be meat to hungry hounds.

The hounds are alpha Harrison's play things. He uses them to hunt slaves or omegas that try to escape the pack. He enjoys doing that a lot. He even allows them headstarts before giving chase. None of the slaves or omegas ever crossed the borders.

I heard footsteps and from the taps of the walk, I knew it was Zoe, my only friend in the Starweaver pack. We were both born in the pack and our mothers were betrayals. Luna Cara just hated me more than anyone else. I am the omega that's treated as a slave.

"Nyx." Zoe called, breathing shakily. The hounds turned to her and were biting at the cell doors.

"Zoe." I called. The tears that stayed in me so well, decided to burst out. I cried as carefully as I could. "How are you here?"

"Luna ordered me to clean the cells." Zoe said. I could barely hear her voice amidst the hounds barking.

"How are you?" She asked, cleaning her eyes also. She was as scared as I was. Her face said so.

"I'm going to die." I said, smiling amidst tears. I had been treated so horribly that death sounded great. Hounds tearing me apart has to mean death.

"I'm sorry." Zoe apologized, crying harder.

"No, don't! It's not your fault." I said, almost making a wrong move. The hounds jumped back at me.

"Nyx." Zoe cleaned her tears. "I will find you in the next world and we will be sisters and be free!"

"I hope we will." I muttered. "How long have I been out?"

"Almost a day." Zoe responded. That was a big problem. If the Luna wasn't going to let the hounds have me, I would receive as many lashes as minutes I've spent staying unconscious. This was the second time. I barely survived the first time. The first time was far away from her, this one was worse.

"What does she plan to do with me?" I asked, unsure if I wanted the answer.

"Alpha Harrison wants you to be taken to the wolves of Castmere, so they'll use you for rituals." Zoe said, breathing shakily. "He says you're too much bad luck."

"And the Luna?" I asked, knowing that the Luna always had her way.

"Luna Cara wants the hounds to have your meat."

It sounded like the same thing to me. The wolves of Castmere are worse than hounds. They are known for their gruesome rituals. The only difference between the two was that alpha Harrison would get something from selling me off.

"I guess I'm actually dying." I muttered, before bursting into tears.

Zoe cried for a while before resuming her duties. She could face a worse fate if the Luna came and the cells weren't sparkling neat. At least, as good as any cell could be.

Hours later after Zoe had left, two of the pack's warriors came into the cell. One of them, Zack, held the two hounds. He shushed them up and they listened to him. The other one, Yuri, got me out of the chains. He pulled me up and literally dragged me all the way to the pack's gate where the whole pack was. They all treated me the same way. Even the slaves treated me like their own slave. Life was horrible.

Yuri pushed me before Alpha Harrison and Luna Cara. I fell close to their legs. I forced myself to kneel.

"We all know why we're here today." Alpha Harrison said, walking round me. "I am banishing this omega and selling her off to the wolves of Castamere."

"At least, her peasant ass would be useful for something." Someone in the pack said. Everyone laughed. They enjoyed seeing me suffer. The thought of leaving this pack territory felt better than the thought of getting killed.

"And today, we are done with the one thing that has brought us so much bad luck." Alpha Harrison said. The pack cheered.

If anything held the pack down, it's definitely Alpha Harrison's shrewdness and his wife's stupidity. They thought themselves cunning when they've rather always been fools.

"Any words before you're sold?" Alpha Harrison asked me, pulling my face up to look at him from the ground, with his leg.

I wanted to speak the words I had kept in my whole life. I wanted to call them evil. I wanted to curse them and die. I wanted to die, doing one thing that would make me happy in death, but I couldn't. The words just wouldn't leave my lips. They stayed, stuck in me.

"I guess she's not just stupid, she's also dumb." Yuri said, making everyone laugh.

"Well..." Luna Cara said. Before I could turn to look at her, a kick had landed on my face. I spat blood all over the floor. I took a very deep draw of fresh breath. It felt like I was about to die. "That's the least I could do, since you're being sold."

"Well now, I, Harrison Thomas, alpha of the Starweaver pack, in front of the pack that serve as witnesses, formally banish you...." the alpha was speaking when the atmosphere suddenly changed. The fresh breeze got turbulent. The grounds might have even shaken a bit.

At first, I thought it was me. I thought I was about to rain hell on the people that made me live through it, when a man appeared from all the turbulence. He had a type of aura to himself. It was all new to me.

"Stop!" The man beside him shouted as they walked closer.

"You will banish no one!" This mysterious man said himself. His deep voice gave more of the aura. He stepped out of the light and his eyes fell on me. I was speechless.

"Alpha Caleb Syder!" Alpha Harrison called, giving a quick bow.