MY LUNA IS A HYBRID

0002

NADINE

“How the f**k on earth did I get here?”

I gazed at the door. The room was a void of darkness, the air thick with the scent of damp concrete and rusting metal.

“This must be a dungeon.” I muttered to myself.

“But how did I get here?” I questioned with no one to answer me.

I tried to remember how I got here, the more I tried the more I got confused.

Everything became black in my head like I had taken something to wipe my memories.

Not even a single clue.

A single yellow dim bulb hung from the ceiling, swaying slightly, casting a weak light that could barely illuminate the room.

“Is anyone there?”

Help! Please……help me!

I screamed with the little breath in me as I sat tied to a cold metal chair. Thick grey robes dug into my wrist and ankles. The rough fibers biting into my flesh with every tiny little struggle and movement I made.

I cried out in pain as tears watered my eyes. I felt the blood from my hands dripping on the floor.

I felt like the worst thing ever.

My eye darted rapidly around the room as I continued thrashing around on the chair. I sighted the small window made with metal, barely enough to contain the head of a baby.

“What kind of a room is this? I might have gotten myself in another pack. Or probably….. ”

Before I could complete my statement, I was interrupted by the faint sound of footsteps that echoed from beyond the door.

“Ahhhhhhhhh”

What's that scream!

It took me a while to realize I was screaming in pain.

“Is anyone there? Please help me!”

I screamed hoping that someone would open the door and provide answers to my questions.

The footsteps drew closer until it stopped right at the door and before I knew it, the door creaked open.

I held my breath, every nerve in my body was tense as I watched the door open slowly revealing a tall, broad shouldered figure. My eyes were wide open as he slammed the door behind him with a click.

His posture was imposing, I could tell from the dim light as he drew closer to me.

He bent over slightly, casting a deadly look at me.

“I'm glad you're awake now. What's your name? Who are you and what were you doing around the Springville pack?” He asked unmistakably.

“Springville pack?” I replied immediately, not minding my words.

A resounding slap landed on my face. The sound echoing through the room. My face whipping to the side with the cruel force of his slap.

My eyes went out of focus, my vision twisting around. I groaned, a distinct ringing in my ears.

“How dare you answer my question with a question? Do I look like a joke to you?” He said firmly with anger in his tone.

“I'm sorry for getting you upset. I didn’t know how I got here and I don’t seem to remember anything. But my name is Nadine.

The guard threw his head back and laughed maniacally. He brought his head back down and stared at me with a pitiful look.

“So, you mean you can't remember anything at all? Are you a spy?” He asked, gazing directly into my eyes.

“No, I'm not.”

“Then who the hell are you? Say something and stop wasting my time.” He asked again, sounding frustrated this time.

I knew I had vowed to hide my identity but not without remembering anything. I said I didn't remember anything and yeah reality just dawned on me that it was hell true.

I kept mute, bending my head and tilting it to the side without knowing what next to say.

He heaved a heavy sigh.

“You will have to stay here for some time, if our alpha grants you pardon though.

There is nothing for you here. If he agrees, You will be released to work as one of the slaves in the pack.

As he turned to leave, I retracted his movement with my next question.

“How about getting me food?”

“Get you food? Don’t be ridiculous. You aren't entitled to eating anything. Not even in that tiny little head of yours.” He spat on the ground beside my feet and left.

*********

The next day

“Auch”

I quickly grabbed my stomach. It wouldn’t stop giving a bubbling brook sound. I knew I hadn’t eaten for days but the high growling sound of my stomach was embarrassing.

“What's that sound and where is it coming from? Oh I see it's your stomach yeah? Slaves like you work before they eat.” He snapped at me with disdain in his face.

I ignored his looks, the feeling of being set free to work as a slave in the pack house was a mixed feeling of relief and dread. I could only hope and pray to find a little peace here for a while.

As I walked through the courtyard, accompanied by the guard, I felt light from the heavy rough ropes that were used to tie my wrist.

The feeling of the cool breeze hitting my skin and soft red petals from the flowers in the garden falling on me was doing magic to my body. I felt some kind of peace but at the same time dreaded the worst.

The pack house is a hive of ceaseless activities. Some were busy chopping wood, mending fences and attending to the packs' livestock. Everyone seems to be busy doing one thing or the other.

The air is thick with scents of both the aroma of food from the kitchen and the scents of beautiful flowers all round.

I kept bending over to greet everyone I met. I don't know if it was a feeling of fear or it was just me being very courteous. Some were kind enough to return it with a smile but some others were just staring and giving me a deadpan look.

As we headed towards the servants quarters, I noticed the stares and whispers of the other servants. They were glaring at me with hate.

That was the least of my problems anyways. I whispered in a low tone, bending my head as we entered the house.

“Wow….”

“Impressive” I said, arching my brows.

I never imagined that a quarters ment for the servants would be this beautiful and comfortable all together.

The room is a rectangular shape with high ceilings giving it an open feel. The beds were nine in number arranged in two rows of four, each spaced evenly apart.

The biggest one was placed at the extreme end of the left row. “That’s meant for the head of the servants in the pack.” I guessed as I continued to gaze my eyes around the room, scanning thoroughly.

Above each bed hangs a small dim light bulb, casting a yellowish glow that illuminates the room. An evenly spaced space is left beside each bed. Enough to contain a portable box.

“Hello Aria, this is Nadine. She's one of you. Make sure to designate her duties to her accordingly.”

Ok Hollio. Aria responded as quickly as possible with her head bowed while bending her knees.

Hollio left almost immediately.

“Welcome Nadine.” She said with a welcoming smile on her face.

A woman in her late forties, owning a presence that commands respect. She wore deep chestnut hair. Her grey eyes reflect discipline and strength. She dresses nicely in a pleated blue gown with a white thick linen apron hanging over it. A ring of keys hangs from a belt at her waist.

“Thanks Mistress.”

“So…… a quick one, let's start with you working with Danika to prepare the hall for the coronation tomorrow. You would also be serving the guests so be prepared.” she uttered, her hands clapped together below her chest.

“Ok Mistress”

“In here, you have to be smart and above all you have to bury your ego and do your duties well.” She spoke unmistakably with a straight face.

I swallowed hard.

“Thanks Mistress. I will give it my best.”

“That’s fine. That's more like it.”

My stomach twisted in hunger again. I tried to remember the last thing I had eaten. “A small piece of potatoes? Or water?”

My stomach growled and growled, the pain distracting me. I couldn’t even think straight for some second. I knew I just had to ask for help before hunger kills me.

“Please ma'am…….,” I swallowed dryly, my hands clasped tightly in front of me. My fingers twisting nervously in a childlike manner. sniffing before I continued.

“Please……, can I get something little to……. eat?” I pleaded, my voice shaky.

”Sure you will. It's almost eight pm which is the time for dinner. The bathroom is the second door by your right. Have your bath, change into these clothes and meet me in the kitchen.” She uttered and handed me a dress of royal blue pleated gown with a white collar.

“Thanks ma'am.” I heaved a sigh of relief as I got ready to embrace my new life.

“But how long will these go on for?”