Three days had passed since I was locked in this darned cell by the Alpha of the blue moon pack, it brought back horrible memories from Ryker’s pack, the cold dark cell, with damp floors and noise coming from inmates around sure did help me in remembering my past trauma.
I was huddled in the corner of the damp cell, with my pale dry hands on my knees, I thought of every option which I could use to escape, but as shabby as the dungeon looked, its security was top notch. The cell was pretty much the only ugly thing about this pack. I recalled the beautiful buildings and the carefree people, although the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack was said to be cold and ruthless, he did a great job in keeping this ruthlessness from his people, at least they led a good life.
I sighed at the thought of this
