Hope
Alpha Tate holds me against the wall.
‘If you continue to refuse to help me, you’ll be of no use to me or this pack and I will kill you myself, once I have killed that lycan! What have you decided? Heal the pack, or die with the lycan?’ He asks, and I keep silent, looking down. ‘Answer me!’ He yells, grabbing my face.
‘I'd rather die, than help a pathetic coward of an alpha like you,’ I whisper. He strikes me across the face, splitting my lip, and throws me to the ground.
‘If you want to die, fine!’ He yells, slamming the iron door shut. I cry, and some pack warriors enter the cell next to mine not long after. They pay no attention to me, shaking from the cold.
They’re holding big heavy chains. They’re preparing for the lycan. There are plenty of other cells. I don't
