A Slave For The Lycan King

In a dark tunnel

“Fire! Fire! Fire!”I pushed, propelled, and shoved my way out of the door my knees were pressed together, and the upper arm of my black dress was torn and left scratched.“Help!” I cried out. I was locked up in a small room almost like a walked-in closet close to the stable. Hays was packed at the side of the room and burning in flames and wood in the roof had got caught with it and was starting to fall. I was locked in here to be saved from the intruders that had gotten into the pack. Mother left after the door was bolted from the outside. She begged me not to make a sound that it was gonna be over soon and she would come back to get me out. She lied. She never came back.Unaware that the flames would break into the room I had squeezed myself in. I got to the door and my hands hit the door fervently, thick dark smoke was looming around me. I banged the door harder with my fist. Coughing and shouting. “Anybody!”“Mom! Dad!” I called out and coughed, my eyes were clouded with tear...