Ch.3-Gwen

Alpha Alexander of ice moon pack, looked at everyone chained and shackled, with a smirk and a crude laugh. “seems we have a good set here gents”. The men around him all laughed. He stepped closer and began looking more closely to all of us. “We’ll start with this one” he motions forward and grabs a girl a few years older her name is Katie. Katie just turned 18 a few months back. She found her mate within the pack and their ceremony of mate bond was to be this weekend. She now has pain for her lost mate since most men were all dead from our enemies standing before us. She screamed, “ No, please.” But the men all seem to laugh once more as they dragged her out of our group and into a near by tent. Most of the women around me tied with rope and hitched to a post like horses. I was the only exception. With chains and metal cuffs. Hearing more laughs, grunts and crying from the tent. Knowing Katie’s fate would be like the for the rest of us. Glancing around still trying to figure out who else is here. It’s just us the village is quieting down. The flames finishing off the final building left with mere piles of wood and brick crumbling. No children and no men, no boys. Just us girls as young as 13. Sam my neighbors Neice who lived on the other side of the village was only 13. She stayed huddled near Carly. The fear in their eyes as they hear Katie crying. A few moments later a man comes out of the tent fixing his clothes with a smile on his face and talks to the warriors guarding us. “Seems Alphas content on this one, take your pick and be prepared to leave at first light”. With a nod he walks off, and suddenly my chains are pulled almost pulling my arms out of my socket. My captor noting saying a word pulls me to follow. When I turn back I see warriors pushing and pulling arguing on who they get more warriors are joining in collecting women. I see Carly crying and arms out to me as if to say don’t go. But none of us are at a point of choosing now. I stop and stick my feet in the muddy cobblestone road to stop from moving with my captor. He feels the tight chain pull back and stops to turn toward me. He pulls again and I pull back again. His eyes are now a green color I can see and his face is domineering. He huffs and wraps the chain around his wrist and pulls hard and fast sending me straight down at his feet. He looks down at me with malice and it terrifies me. “Get up,” he says. With a force so hard I’m sure my shoulder dislocated he pulls me to him and drags me to a tent outside of the center and away from the warriors. Once inside he throws me to the makeshift bed and ties my chains to a large post. He grunts and throws his boots in a corner. He grabs a container and drinks water. Watching makes my throat dry and painful. I lick my lips as I watch the water droplets roll down his chin to his throat. He eyes me and I shift to the side as if I wasn’t just watching him. He steps towards me. “Open,” he says. I stay still ignoring him. He grabs my head and turns me to him looking into my eyes I struggle against him but he’s to strong. I’m still covered in dirt and mud. He takes a drink of his water opens my mouth and spits it into my face and mouth. I spit the water from my mouth out and cough. The dirt now runs down my face as I try to open my eyes. He grabs a cloth from the rack and rubs my face wiping the dirt and mud. He still has me his hand while wiping my face clean. While starting into my eyes a warrior opens the tent and calls to him. “Sir, Alpha request your presence right away”. He nods his head in acknowledgment and the warrior leaves. He lets go of my head and turns back to leave without a word to me. He puts his boots back on and leaves. The metal cuffs have broken my skin my should hurts terribly and the chain has been locked into the post. I can’t escape, I’m locked and now a prisoner. I need to get these off and escape. I will escape. I sit on the floor with my head on the makeshift bed and my eyes close for a minute. I feel the heaviness for the world and my fears finally pull me in. My mother is dead, my father also. What happened to the twins? Did anyone escape successfully? Where did they go and will they come back to help us. My mind keeps going as my body slumps and finally gives out. What will happen and who is this man, he seemed to not want me to be chosen by anyone other than him. Am I just his trophy since he worked so hard tracking me and mom down. I’m forced again to remember my mother’s dead form. A tear falls down my face and I wipe it away not wanting to show anyone my tears, not now not ever. Sleep pulls me in and as uncomfortable my arms are I close y eyes and give in.