I opened my eyes trying to gauge my surroundings. I used my hands to feel around the place. It was really dark here with no source of light. I had never been here before. During my tour of the rogue pack, there was no place with thick iron bars as this one between my fingers. Was this a part of Mason's territory? Just as I had that thought, it all came rushing back to me. My attempt at escape and the failure that it ended up as. '...when someone told me a scary story about my Luna planning to leave...' Beatrice. Beatrice was the reason why my escape was unsuccessful. She was the one who had told Mason about me leaving. Mason had deliberately hinted at it when he mentioned a scary story. Who else was tagged with such a hobby other than Beatrice? I had never done anything wrong to her or anyone in this pack. I had no idea that she could be so ruthless. It all made sense now. Beatrice had told me right from the beginning not to betray Mason. She told me the previous girl was killed by
"Hahahahahaha."The laughter went on for a while. It was eerie and filled with amusement. It didn't sound quite right, almost like the person producing such a sound had lost his mind. I knew it was a guy from the deep bass in his voice as his laughing filled the dark space around me."So someone was here afterall," I whispered. I wanted to know if he was okay but I stopped myself from asking. The laughing stopped after a few seconds and everywhere became quiet. Rather than the peaceful silence that calmed me, it was unnerving. I waited in the silence, listening for movement and wondering what he was going to do."You listen well," he started. It was a compliment and yet, it felt like I was being mocked. "Considering this is the first time you are hearing from me, you must be quite surprised?" No. I wasn't surprised at all. His breathing had given him away long before Beatrice came in but I would not be telling him that. That last statement of his was a rhetorical question and I wasn'
MELEON'S POVI stared at Lyra's sleeping face and swallowed thickly. Just what was Mason thinking putting her in the same space as me? Was he trying to get her killed? My ears picked up her heart beat. Why was it so weak? It was weaker than normal. I groaned when the blood rushing through her veins pounded in my ears, overtaking my senses. How tempting!Shaking from the amount of energy I was exerting on self control, I shifted as far away from her as I could. It took everything within me to not rush towards Lyra and suck her dry even with the walls separating us. Smelling fresh blood so close by made my vampire half nearly go feral. When I told Lyra I was weak, I didn't mean by hierarchy or physically. I was weak from starvation. Blood starvation. Mason made sure to feed me scraps of meat but he never gave me blood. My guess was he wanted to see how long I could go before I went crazy and tried to kill anything in sight.Getting captured by Mason had been a choice. It was either that
Lyra's POVMy heartbeat had accelerated as soon I heard that bold declaration from Beatrice. If she had any idea of what she was suggesting, she wouldn't even have the thought in the first place. In the Green Arrow Pack, aiding a criminal to escape signified death and I was sure the same consequence applied to Mason. "No," I replied adamantly. This was no child's play or a random adventure story that she could tell later. If she was caught, she would be killed. I had heard the excitement and confidence that came with the declaration. Meleon probably heard it too but he didn't make any coherent sounds apart from his ragged breathing. Was he in pain?"I do not agree with your rejection, my lady." Beatrice gripped the iron bars. "You asked me to earn your forgiveness, was that a lie?""A lie? That's a waste of strength. I've never lied to any of you in this rogue pack but you know what? I've been lied to, deceived and probably made fun of," I held my chest as the influx of emotions lef
Cara's POVI walked into the cooking hut, coughing when my face was enveloped by smoke. "Miroh! Open the windows wide, the broth is burning!" I yelled, still coughing as the flustered male Omega rushed to do as I said. My eyes went to the middle aged woman sitting by the fire, blinking rapidly. She seemed to have just woken up from sleep. "Tell me you didn't fall asleep while watching the food, Yadah." It was no use. Her guilty expression told me I was right. "Dear goddess," I sighed, rubbing my forehead. What a headache! "How much sleep did you get last night?""None, ma'am." She shrunk into herself, blushing like a bashful pup caught in the act of something troublesome.I noticed the dark circles under her eyes. I couldn't blame her for sleeping. Our king's wedding was a big deal. All the women and some males that cared to assist had been working on decorating the clearing that was meant to be used for the wedding in a week's time. When Mason had informed me of Lyra's attempted esc
Chapter 13 – An Added HelperMeleon's POVLyra had been in the middle of teaching me how to break my wrists and get out of my chains when the door burst wide open. Bloody hell, what was the rush? Did the person want to break the door down? Not that it wouldn't be a good thing considering how dark the dungeon was but still, it was cold enough at night with the door closed. It would be a disaster with the door wide open. The only way to keep warm would be to shift and sleep in our wolf form. The thought of seeing Lyra in her wolf form made me smile briefly. I imagine she'd be small and probably have the same fur colour as her hair - black."Lyra?" A strange voice called.I could see the woman squinting her eyes, trying to make out the figures in the dark. She was old. She had grey hairs on her head mixed in with black. There were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Her face squeezed the more she narrowed her eyes. The woman was panting. Had she run here?"Cara?"I watched Lyra stand up
Cara's POVI sighed as I stood by the river. The younger ladies were fetching water and chatting hapilly about the wedding that was going to happen today. I smiled sadly at them. There would be no wedding today. Not Beatrice, Lyra and I had anything to say about it. "Cara."I took a deep breath and bowed to the king when he came to stand beside me. He smiled when the women giggled and gave him a lotus flower. He took it politely and walked away. I could see his hands were full of different kinds of flowers. Each flower had different significance for different regions but they all meant one thing. They were all blessings for newly weds. I sighed shaking my head. Everyone was really getting ahead of themselves. It was noon. The cooks already knew what to do. Everyone did their jobs efficiently. I didn't have to stick around to supervise as much as I had thought I would. Moreso, I didn't have the heart to see all that effort crumble before midnight."The pack has taken a new look," Maso
Lyra's POVLooking up at the sky, amongst the swaying grasslike crops, I waited patiently for Beatrice and Meleon. I had promised to get him out of that dungeon and that promise was coming to pass. My wolf howled in the ecstatic freedom we were yet to experience and I made sure it stayed an internal howl. Shifting would not do me much good in my deteriorated state. I had left a bit of the makeup on my face, just so I wouldn't appear deathly pale after running. That could end up frightening Beatrice and goddess knows I wasn't ready for such a situation. We didn't make use of Beatrice's plan because Cara helped us. It was our added advantage and yet, I didn't feel too good. Leaving her behind might kill her but she had so adamantly refused to leave this goddess forsaken place with us. She had to stay and distract Mason which had been the original plan. Still, Beatrice couldn't stay anymore. She had been the only one Mason had told of my imprisonment in the dungeon which was why she cou