Savage Passion

Nightslave

LYDIA

When morning came, the guards came to my cell just as Alpha Alexios had promised. I took a deep breath as their heavy metal keys singled into the keyhole and the door clicked open.

"She is beautiful," I heard one of them mutter. "It is such a shame that we can't have her. I can think of a few things I want to do to her."

I was repulsed. My eyes were still closed when one of them's brash fingers went for my throat. I felt his nails break the surface of my skin and as the sting surged through my body, I opened my eyes to see the guard's disapproving glare. "The Alpha demands your presence and you have the guts to sleep." Having said his piece, He lifted me off the floor and threw me against the metal bar at my left. A cracking sound exploded from my spine as I hit the bar and dropped limply to the floor. I wanted to fight. I knew I could. I barely had any training in combat but the one thing my dad had taught me was how to kill a man. The sentinel in front of me was weak. I could read it from his posture and his insatiable need to put me in my place. My hands clenched and I tried getting up but before I could, the man sprinted towards me and kicked me square in the chest. My body slammed against the metal bar for the second time rattling it. A metallic taste slowly filled the crevices of my mouth. I was bleeding. Unable to bear the metallic taste in my mouth, I spat on the floor. My plight only made the bastard laugh. He was especially proud that he had managed to make me bleed.

"I think you should stop." The other one who stood idly outside my cells said. "We have no idea why Alpha Alexios wants to see her. If he notices any of us dared hurt his property. There is no telling what he wants to do to her."

"Don't be a killjoy. The Alpha will thank us. He probably wants to execute her himself which will be a waste of her warm body if you ask me."

Property. Rape. These bastards talked about vile things like it was normalcy. That was the final straw. His leg flew in the air the second time. This time, the bastard was aiming for my face. Without any hesitation, I caught it. I looked up and saw the fear in his eyes. He hadn't been expecting such a response from me. I pulled at the leg, throwing him off balance and causing him to drop to the ground like an anchor, and right before he could regain his composure and try to hurt me again, I flexed my arm and raised my elbow high. His eyebrows furrowed as I jumped at him. The look of feat contorted into distress as I slammed my elbow hard into his chest. A cracking sound followed by his scream echoed across the dungeons. There was no second to enjoy my victory, I jumped back and wrapped the metal chains acting as my restraints as a makeshift knuckle enhancer. If he dared come close, I would knock the daylights out of him.

"Stay where you are," I yelled. "I don't want to hurt you."

Silence ensued as the other guard looked at his fallen brother then back at me. A ludicrous smile crept up his lips and not long after, he burst into a laugh. "Hurt me?" He chuckled, wiping a tear off his face. "You could barely scratch me even if you tried so I suggest you stop this madness. I would hate to take you to the Alpha battered."

There was something different about this one. He was calm and collected. A trait that reminded me a little too much of my father. My wolf was wary of this individual too. Tremors strummed at my skin as he stepped into the cage and slammed the door shut. The air around me seemed to change. His eyes glowed with power and I watched with great interest as his feet gradually planted to the ground.

"We should stop." My wolf told me. "This man is mad."

I wished I could listen to her because there was a high chance she was probably right. However, I had to make sure I never made contact with the Rose pack's Alpha again. There was no telling what he would do to me if they took me to the surface. I had no home. No haven but I had a fighting chance. I had taken down one of their sentinels with ease. Escape hadn't been the plan but rendering that bastard unconscious had given me hope. I could escape this hellhole. I could try. So I charged.

"Run! Lydia run!" The voice at the back of my head screamed the second the man in front of me phased out of existence. I felt the cold rush of air at my side but before I could turn to look, something heavy struck me on the back. I fell face first onto the floor. The jarring force was enough to split my head open but luckily, all that resulted in his attack was that I got dizzy.

"Pathetic," I heard him say from behind me. His hands then bandaged my throat. I believed he intended to lift me up but soon enough, I realized that was not the case. A terror I has never felt before rose inside me like an insidious haze, robbing me of air. His hands tightened the more I tried to fight him.

"You actually believed you could take on the sentinels of the Rose pack. Unlike your kind, our gifts from the goddess have not been relinquished."

I remembered now. The Nightshade pack used to have the gift of shadows which allowed pureblooded individuals within the pack to teleport distances as they wished. The gift the goddess blessed our pack had however been relinquished through the assistance of a powerful witch. My brain clicked off whilst I struggled to breathe. A wild mix of fear and sorrow filled me as the world around me began to spin in a mad fashion.

"Please..." I struggled to say with tears pricking the corner of my eyes. "Spare...me..."

Life was about to abandon me too but right before my system could clamp shut and seize to exist in this plane, he decided to let me go.