After three days I felt I was beginning to go mad. I wasn't sure if it had anything to do with the fact that I was kept in almost complete darkness or if it was due to me worrying about my pack and their safety. I knew Elstan wouldn't really hurt anyone, or at least I hoped not. Between that and the lack of food and sleep I was longing to be out of this cell. I decided the best thing I could do for my own survival and for the survival of my friends and my pack would be to give in to Elstan.      I didn't want to because I still hated him deep down and I was still pretty convinced he had somehow cheated in our match but what other choice did I have? I just needed to submit long enough to find the evidence I needed that he had somehow cheated or regain my strength enough that I could challenge him or even kill him. I wasn't going to just submit completely.     True to his word though Elstan had not come to see me a

     It had been a week since Elstan had came. There wasn't much of a way to tell time in my cell but I heard a door opening somewhere and exchange of voices every eight hours. I figured it was guards changing posts. Plus once the sun went down I could feel Zariah getting stronger like she always did at night. It wasn't the best way to tell time but it was all I had. I hurt and ached everywhere from hunger and from the lack of being able to run around like I was used to. I had paced this cell so frequently since I had been locked up that I had worn out the socks I had been wearing. They were so full of holes that they did nothing to keep my feet warm.     I had barely slept the entire time I had been here. Every time I felt like I was able to finally relax enough to sleep something woke me up. I just didn't know what. I could feel myself getting weaker every day and it drove me mad. I felt like I was about to loose what little sanity I clung to at an

     "Would you relax" Amelia said sitting on my bed watching me pace back and forth. I looked over at her and smiled. Even in just in pjs I thought my best friend was truly beautiful. I was glad she was here with me. I couldn't shake the thought that Elstan should have been the one sitting there.       "Sorry I'm just so nervous." I said sitting next to her. We were wearing matching pjs just like we always did when she spent the night. Though since she turned eighteen three months ago and found her mate we hadn't really hung out much outside of school. It hadn't really bothered me much at that point because I had still been dating Elstan. Now I was alone though. He had broken up with me a week ago. Amelia had done the best she could to be there for me. This was the first time we had any alone time together though.      "I understand. It's almost midnight, almost your eighteenth birthday. I remember when I met Yevette

     I was still groggy and half asleep when I was abruptly woken. I was barely aware of Evans voice as he pleaded with me for something. I just couldn't tell what. I suddenly felt cold after hearing his voice for several minuets, perhaps longer. Before I could register why I was so cold I felt a sharp prick in my arm and then I was being dragged against something hard and cold. It was most likely the floor. I heard a squeaking sound of a heavy metal door with most likely fairly old and rusted hinges and then a bang of the same door as I was dragged out into the fairly hot day. The feeling of the sun on my skin finally oriented me to the current moment.    I was being dragged by Elstan towards the woods. The wounds in my back became painfully aware of what was going on and I feel blood seeping from them. Evan walked behind Elstan holding rope and some other things and looked sad for me. He said nothing though when I made eye contact with him. I felt

    "Hey wake up. Elstan gave everyone on patrol duty orders to make sure you don't sleep." I opened my eyes slowly to see Bran, one of the warriors significantly older than me, standing in front of me.    "Any chance you have some water on you?" I asked. Brans eyes softened and nodded.     "Yeah hold on. Kay I'm sorry you're in this position. If I could help you know I would." I smiled at him. He had always been kind to me. He was only a couple years younger then my parents and had been friends with my mom.     "It's fine Bran it's no ones fault but my own. I should of allowed my father to banish him from the pack after I rejected him. I couldn't do it though. I didn't want to cause his family any pain because it's not their fault their son is an ass hole." He grinned while twisting the top off of a water bottle. He brought it to my lips and allowed me to drink slowly. After a few minuets he pulled it away fr