Chapter 2

As soon as the horse stopped, I could feel that we were certainly in a new environment and the realisation had my curiosity piqued.

The air somehow smelled fresher than what I was used to and surprisingly carried a beautiful aroma with it.

One that made me want to inhale deeply.

It smelled like fresh caramel.

Like a bakery that had cakes of many flavours.

I was mind blown and almost too eager to take off the blindfold.

Dont judge me, scents evoke emotions from me, I'm a wolf

“Untie her.” I hear the General order one of the men.

I didn't need to see the general to know he was the one. Not because of the fact that he was the one who commanded them, but because of the familiar buzz, the same one I felt when he told me to shut up about a day ago.

It was like a vibration in my chest, one that I questioned but resolved it to be the depth of his voice and the sensitivity of my being acting up.

“Yeah, his voice is just too deep and I'm too sensitive.” I said to myself nodding just for my thoughts to be interrupted by the harsh light that invaded the darkness my eyes had gotten used to.

It was so harsh that it brought tears to my eyes.

“Ugh, no disclaimer?” I groaned out as I squinted my eyes, trying to get them adjusted to the light it had been deprived off for over twenty four hours.

I knew it was as long as a day as although I was asleep from the exhaustion of the war, my senses were not.

Those words immediately earned me a kick to the stomach by the woman in the group.

She was so pretty but that kick was ugly.

“Damn mama. That hurt.” I choked out with a little laugh that just earned me more scowls from them all.

All but one.

“It was supposed to hurt.” She responded with a roll of her eyes, with look on her face that was almost a smirk. More like a surpressed smile actually.

It was sad that I was not gonna have more time to annoy them as I was so sure that they would kill me as soon as we get to their lair.

“They're so fun to annoy’ I thought to myself and got a scoff as a response from my wolf who had been so annoyed with me the whole time.

“You'll make them kill us slowly and painfully.” My wolf responds with an annoyed grunt that I ignore because they were going to kill us anyways, there's no need for courtesy.

I had killed several thousands of their men and the general knew that very well as it was not the first time I had met him in battle, it was just the first time I saw him up close.

Before I could further dwell in my thoughts, my two hands were bound in seconds. It was so fast that I would have begged to learn such a technique if only I would be alive to use it.

“Lock her up in the warehouse.” The General said to the lady who bound me and walked away.

I could not help the way my heart started to beat knowing that I was walking straight to my death.

I had been prepared to die in the battlefield.

Every single time, I rode out to fight, I was ready to die so why exactly did I feel fear as soon as I knew it was about to be real.

I even had the audacity to feel angry whenever I made it back alive to the pack and now I was scared?!

“Behave yourself.” She said with a pointed look as the gates locked without anyone actually locking them.

I looked up in shock. Not because the doors seemed automatic but because the prison looked nothing like a prison and actually looked cozy.

The walls were the colour of cement and unpainted but it managed to look like a palace from the olden days. It looked like it was not complete but complete at the same time, the windows were big enough to bring in adequate sunlight and fresh air, the bed was also thick and I saw a Dior to my left that smelt like a bathroom.

Who gives a prisoner a bathroom?

Taking slow steps towards the door, I carefully open it as I didn't know what to expect.

It could be a game, just to have fun before they kill me.

I wouldn't even blame them as I was just as brutal.

I was very careful and expecting something, anything awful but nothing came and so I relaxed.

“Still just a scaredy cat.” My wolf comments and if not that she was inside of me, I would throw hands.

She always teased and although sometimes, it made the hard days easier, sometimes she just made me want to give her a sucker punch, but she would not be my wolf if she wasn't annoying.

Sighing, I walk back to the bed and plop down on it as I stare at the ceiling that looked to be several feet away from me.

The place seemed also seemed to have only me in it. I could smell and feel that there were several rooms in here but I was the only one here.

“Did they keep me in a special prison for hardened criminals? What an honour.” I say to myself and immediately hear footsteps but I don't move an inch.

My calmness was the exact opposite if what my heart was feeling.

With each step the person took, my heartbeat loudly in my chest. So loud that I was a hundred percent sure that the person coming could hear it, unless he or she was deaf.

“Don’t flatter yourself, little wolf.” The General scoffed, I could not see him yet but that voice, as usual, told me that it was definitely him.

Still laying in the bed, I hear him stand directly in front of the gate and I could swear that he had the usual scowl like his men when I acted out.

The normal thing for me to do, would be to walk towards the gate where he stood but I lay unmoving on the bed.

“I don't have time to waste so I will just cut to the chase. Important information on your pack or I kill you where you stand.” He said with a voice of authority that made me know that he meant every single word he just just spoke, but I had already made peace with the fact that I was definitely dying today, despite the fear.

“Then I guess it's my lucky day.” I say to him as I stand up to sit on the bed, now looking at him, I could see the clear surprise in his face but it does not last for more than a second.

Still not saying anything, he stared at me like he was studying me or trying to see if I was actually serious about what I said but I guess I was wrong.

Faster than in could react, a gust of wind carried a round iron like rope and immediately clung to me and tied my arms to my body, so tight that I almost could not breathe.

It only gave me the required amount of space to be able to inhale and shake as needed for my body, no more.

“This was definitely made for me” I said to myself as I could see that it was not adjustable anywhere.

“As much as I would love to take your life, I can not grant what you wish.”