I raised my head as I heard rapidly approaching footsteps and the chattering of keys. I saw one of the patrol guards from earlier today, walked up to the cell I was in with an unhappy expression on his face. He reluctantly opened the cell door and stood back.
“Well, hurry up, I don’t have all day!” He yelled at me impatiently. I looked at his face which was full of disdain toward me. I could tell this man did not like me at all.
“Where are we going?” I asked him, puzzled that I was leaving the cell that I thought I would be stuck in for some time to come.
“You’re going to see the Alpha,” He remarked. And with that, he pushed past me and started walking toward the stairs. They were old brick stairs that over time had started coming apart, as evidenced by loose bricks, leading upwards t
