Prison Cell

"Oh my gosh, she's a stealer?" 

"That is disgusting!"

"That beauty of hers keeps a dirty inside. Gross!"

Those were just some words I heard after Celina accused me of being a stealer but my systems were so afraid of all the scary werewolves coming closer to me that I didn't realise they got even closer. I took a step back, at last I found my feet moving. I ran backwards but I saw other widowed wolves coming there and ready to jump on me.

"Help!" I yelled.

One of the widowed wolves tried to jump on me with his eyes blazing in lust and desire but I was fast to dodge it and ran to the other side, surprised that I was already surrounded. I have nowhere to go.

"No, no... Mom! Dad! Help!" I yelled for help to my parents when I saw them on their seats watching me.

What saddened me most is when they didn't even move, like they didn't hear me yelling.

On my right, another widowed wolf jumped on me which made me fall to the ground. He held both of my shoulders with a greedy smile. I was so afraid that with all my strength I pushed him out of me and kicked his abdomen, he flew to the corner.

"Dad! Please help me!" I cried for help once again but no one dared to stand up against these insane wolves.

Widowed werewolves were getting many out of nowhere and they are here for... me.

Am I really a stealer? Oh God, it shouldn't be. I may not know what a stealer means, but I heard it isn't good.

It shouldn't be, fuck. Tears were rolling out of my eyes when I saw that I have no escape, I am surrounded and I couldn't fight these insane werewolves alone.

-Karla Lunasco's POV-

Adriah kept on yelling for our help. Tch, does she ever think we will help her? She keeps calling mom, but I'm not her mother and I would never help that trash of a kid, she deserves that.

I smirked seeing her miserable, "I always knew she had a dirty characteristic. She deserves that." I said, smirking.

It's a good thing she will be out of our family after this.

"She's fucking disgusting." Jairah said in disgust.

"I know right." I agreed.

"A Stealer does not deserve to live." I heard my husband stating as we saw Reah being closely surrounded by widowed werewolves.

I grinned.

-Alpha Henderson's POV-

Stealer? 

This is fucking interesting.

"Dude, that's your girlfriend right?" My Beta Kent said.

I shook my head, "Not anymore." I said with a smile when I saw the widowed werewolves surrounding Adriah.

"Why do you seem to be happy?" He asked curiously.

"I just thought of a great idea." I said grinning.

I can use her as a tool to become the most powerful Alpha. I will trade the Stealer to the Alpha King in exchange for a territory. For sure he won't resist it. Besides, I never really loved Adriah, her beauty was just irresistible. She is beautiful among all other women in my pack that is why I decided to make her one of my girlfriends. And, she's a fool, I already had fun with her so I could just make a use of her then.

Because now that I knew she's a Stealer, she will be a valuable asset to my pack.

"As always, you are a bastard." My Omega said with a cheeky smirk.

"All right, the show is over." I said and ordered all my guards to stabilise the situation.

I smiled, so excited to see how it is going to work out. 

This will surely make me rise.

-Adriah's POV-

As I was about to get attacked all at once, I knew to myself that it would be my death. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. If this is my death, then, let this be. I am tired. Too tired.

But I didn't feel anything or even someone touching me. I opened my eyes to see the widowed werewolves had been tackled down by the guards.

Others tried fighting back but with a bunch of guards they were all taken to a place where they could calm down from their manic disorder.

I kept crying sitting on the ground, I couldn't believe that this happened to me. I didn't have my wolf and now... I am a stealer. 

How cruel this life could be.

When I smelled the familiar scent of Alpha Henderson, I looked up. I smiled because I knew that he wouldn't let me down, that he cares for me...

I was about to stand up and hugged him for comfort when I saw his face so cold. He looked at me without any emotions, as if I was a stranger in his eyes. It was devastating that I felt my heart shattered into pieces.

"Take her to the prison." He ordered using his dark voice and left.

I was speechless, I couldn't speak a word. The man I love just left me in my vulnerable state, tears rolled out of my eyes when his men dragged me towards the prison.

I was sitting at the corner of the prison cell and I felt numb. My mind is blank as if everything that happened today couldn't be processed in my head.

Why does it have to be me? I looked around, this place is so dim that only the sun rays coming from the small window makes the inside visible. The smell around me is like a dead animal. No one could last in this place, will this be my new prison? This is worse than the basement.

I sighed, maybe this is my destiny.

Maybe I have done wrong in my previous life that the Moon Goddess punished me.

After a few more minutes the door of the prison cell opened and it revealed Alpha Henderson. I should be happy to see him but it makes me more sad. I was mad at myself to fall for a man who couldn't even fight for me.

I looked down, ignoring him.

"Adriah..." He called in a soft voice.

What does he want now? He is so persistent with his cold behaviour earlier and even put me here in prison when I did nothing wrong! I am the victim but it looks like I am a murderer and those widowed werewolves were the victims.

"I'm sorry." The moment he said those words, I looked at him in confusion.

He was standing two meters away from me and his face looked apologetic. 

"Sorry for what?" I coldly asked.

"Sorry for putting you here in prison, it is for your own good."

My forehead creased, "Own good? Being cold to me and putting me here is for my own good? Fuck, is that the modern way of caring? Because it sucks." I spit at him.

"Yes, this is my way of protecting you, Adriah. This is the only way I know." He stated which confused me. "You heard the witch right? That you are a stealer?" he clarified in his soft comforting voice.

I calmed down and shook my head in response waiting for him to continue.

He took a deep breath, "Adriah, a Stealer is a curse where your scent could attract all widowed wolves who have lost their spouse mate. The worst thing is that, widowed werewolves were undergoing manic, a stage where they don't have their proper mindset but just wanted to be mated with their mate and since their mates were dead, they will think it is you. They will want to force themselves to you because they think you are their mate, Adriah. And... I also heard that a Stealer could mate to any wolf." 

After he said those words my mouth hung open in disbelief, "Y-you are k-kidding me right?" 

He shook his head, "Now, do you understand why I put you in this prison? That is to protect you from those widowed wolves. I know they won't come here." He softly said but I was too busy to comprehend everything he said.

Tears were starting to roll out of my eyes again. 

"H-how... How c-could I s-stop it?" I asked, trembling in fear of every possibility.

Alpha Henderson sighed, "It could only be stopped if... you can find your true mate and... be mated with him." He said.