Slaving the Prince

{Nathan's POV}

A few hours after being unconscious, I found myself in a closed four-walled room with my arms tangled with thick and heavy chains. As tiny as it is, my hands could reach both walls side to side.

Aside from that, utter darkness was all my eyes could see in the room. The worst part was that my wolf could barely breathe because of the lack of oxygen in the room.

If this kind of uncomfortable situation will last longer, I'm afraid my wolf would take control of my body when sooner or later, my human side will finally give in.

So, I tried to stay calm as much as possible. Then, I enhanced my werewolf senses and dragged them heading outside.

"What the hell is going on?" One of the prisoners asked in a sleepy tone.

"Didn't you hear the deafening sounds of the alarm?" says the other prisoners.

"Don't look at me. I don't know either. Just woke up too."

"I guessed someone tried to escape. Who could it be?"

"Look who's missing?"

The cell