My head thuds loudly as pain slides through my spine, I let out a ragged breath as I pull my eyes open glancing around.
"Jules?" I call out, pushing the heel of my right palm into the hard floor.
Strings of groans escape my lips as I cry out from the amount of pain ripping through my bones.
I hate being so weak, I hate my body. Tears stings my eyes but I press them back refusing to let them fall.
I can't cry.
The whole place is dark, blurry but I manage to see through my half open eyes.
Dungeon.
I shrink back when my fingers graze something hard, turning slightly my eyes nearly bulges out when I see that a pile of bones is behind me.
A shriek escapes my lips as I shuffle further away from the pile, my head snapping when I hear a small shuffle.
"Saph?" Jules whispers, her voice barely audible but I hear her loud and clear.
"Jules, I am here." I tell her, scrunching my nose as the stench of something rotten hits my nose.
I reach for the iron beside me, gripping it hard as Jules wraps her little fingers on top of mine.
"I am so sorry, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have wandered off, I am–"
"It's okay. It's not your fault, they are just evil." I whisper, pressing my swollen lips to her dainty and bruised fingers.
"I was scared, you were asleep for so long. I thought you died, I thought I killed you and they won't just stop hitting us–"
"Shhh, it's okay." I cut her off not wanting her to cry or feel bad.
"I was just tired–"
"Three days, you were asleep for three days. The guards would come everyday and hit us then your arm–" she pauses, a whimper escaping her lips.
Three days?
I was out for three days and yet they couldn't treat me? Instead they hit me more.
A scoff escapes my lips, what was I even expecting from the Blood moon pack?
"Are we going to be okay?" she whispers, snapping me from my thoughts as her words chokes up my ears picking up her sniffs.
"As long as we are together, we are always going to be okay." I tell her, the words tasting like ash as they leave my throat.
For the first time in eight years, I don't know how true those words are because the alpha of this pack is ruthless.
He raided our pack and killed everyone, Alpha Draven is the most evil man ever and I doubt he will let us go.
Julia's fingers tightens around mine as the creaking sound of iron pulling open rips through the air.
"Where are those rogue bitches. Time to face the council." a familiar voice booms, the sound of booths stomping towards us causes a shiver to run down my spine.
The pain shooting through my broken arm is momentarily forgotten as the cage is flung open, lights blinding us.
Two familiar figures stand in front of us, it's the same men from the other day.
"Finally, sleeping beauty is awake right on the day the Alphas return." the first one says, snarling like I am a disgusting creature beneath his feet.
"Like she can smell them or something." the other one says, scrunching his nose at me before shaking his head and dismissing the thought in his head like it meant nothing.
I don't even get to speak before firm arms wrap around me and tugs me to my feet, dragging me out of the dungeon and up through a flight of stairs.
"Whe–where are you taking me to?" I murmur, my head falling to the side as I see another guard pulling Julia out too.
My eyes widen on seeing her properly, the leaves around her body are torn barely covering her and her hair is at an odd angle with streaks of blood running down her arms.
I kick my feet, struggling, "What the hell did you do to my sister? She is a child you monsters." I cry out, pain sliding through my arm from how hard the guards press it.
"You better shut up or I am taking her tonight." Just the words alone cause me to keep quiet, fading into my thoughts once again as the stubs in my body mean nothing.
~
Citrus and Lavender.
Two strong scents hit me as I am thrown into a room. My wolf ears perk up as she starts wagging her tail endlessly muttering the words I dread the most.
"Mate." she purrs at the same time two angry voices snarl at the word.
My head snaps up, dread filling my spine as I come face to face with two hazel eyes.
I let out a short gasp, everyone else in the room fading as I looked at them properly.
Both of them have brown hair to match with their hazel eyes yet they couldn't be more different.
The one on the left has a scar running down his eyes to his cheek and he is dressed in a black suit, his face etched in a frown, while the other has no scar, dressed in hoodies and jeans with a small smile playing on his lips.
I don't know if I got his dressing right because it's been forever since I saw something like that. The thoughts make me clutch to the leaves that are barely covering my body.
"No, it can't be. She is a rogue!" A voice yells, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I turn only to realize that Julia and I have been dropped into a room surrounded by tables of some sort.
"Shut up Claire." scar face barks, sending daggers her way.
I shake my head, "You have it all wrong." I force the words out of my lips causing every eye to turn to us.
Julia shrink back, fingers clutching desperately to my back.
"I don't want to be here. My sister wandered off while I was hunting so please let us go." I force out the words refusing to heed to the fear lodging in my stomach.
"Oh but we can't let you go now. You belong to us." smiley face grins, stepping out of his chair.
My heart burns at the memory of my family, my pack.
No, I would rather burn than to get mated to anyone on this pack.
They took my pa and ma from me. Tears sting my eyes as I shake my head, pushing the word out.
"I, Sapphire Weston, rejec–" it happens so fast, one minute I am trying to reject them then the next smiley face fingers are wrapped around my throat lifting me to the floor.
"Do it, I dare you and watch me spill your fucking sister's blood all over this room." he booms, fingers tightening.
No!
"Thought so." he grins, dropping like a rag when I don't speak again.
I land on my broken arm but I bite down the pain refusing to give them that satisfaction.
"Guards take them to the pack doctor." scar face calls out while tears stings my eyes.
As another pair of hands grip me I turn to Julia and give her the look she knows so well by now.
'We are escaping here.' and when she nods it's sealed.
Once we are well rested, we are leaving this God damned place.