CHAPTER 5

I opened my eyes slowly and found myself in a dark room, my heads and legs tightly bound together. I couldn't move. 

What am I doing? I wanted to rest my back, so I fell down the back of my head and landed on the hard ground. "Ouch," I said as I rolled over to the other side of the wall. 

I sat up and took a look around. This room was so dark that I couldn't see my hands. I sat in the corner, wondering what had happened and if everyone was okay. Mel, I'm wondering where she is because she is the only person I truly care about. 

I sat in the dark corner for what felt like an hour just thinking and trying not to cry. 

My body shook from the cold, and every time I moved, a part of me screamed in protest. There was no part of my body that was not in pain. 

I clenched my teeth and looked around again, hoping that I had missed something and that I would find it this time. In this place, I couldn't make anything out. I cringed, wrapping my arms between my legs, at the sudden sharp pain in my shoulder and back. I desperately wanted to sleep, but I know I won't be able to until I find out what happened and where everyone is. 

I heard sounds coming from outside this thin walls. I cringe every time a houl pierced through the rowdy laughter. It was like they were celebrating, then I remembered how those two wolves pounced on my father. Is he okay? I just want to know what’s happening. 

My eyes began to weaken, I blinked several times in an attempt to fight nature, how can I sleep right now? Tears began to stream down my cheeks as my eyes became heavier, and I collapsed onto the cold, hard floor and fell asleep.

“Miss Lydia”, I looked up, startled. A man dressed as a guard, stood in front, a cruel smile on his face. I didn’t even hear him coming in. 

“Yes?”

His smile grew as he kneeled down in front of me, “ Would you like to know why you are here?” I nodded and swallowed hard as I forced myself to look at him. 

“You must be curious to find out” the man said again with a wide smile, he must be very happy to see me locked in here.

“ I am Paul, by the way.”

“Paul”, I said trying to figure if I know him. Almost like he was reading my mind 

He chuckled, “ Trust me, you don’t know us but we know who you are – and who’re father is. 

“You are paying for the sins of your father and your pack, and today in front of all our packs your father will pay for his sins

I swallowed, not liking where this conversation is heading, “Why are you people doing this?” I said 

His face changed from smiling to serious, and I wondered if I had asked the wrong question. 

I'm not supposed to tell you this, but I will. Your father betrayed our pack. After the Whitewolf and Blackwolf packs swore brotherhood to each other, your father became envious of our power and decided to band together with the smaller packs to kill all of us. 

He thought he had killed us all, but many of us survived, and today we will exact our revenge in front of you and everyone else. I just stood there blinking and trying to fight back the tears that were welling up in my eyes. I know he's capable of doing anything they said he could. 

He dragged me up and began pushing me forward before I could even say anything. When I was having difficulty walking, he approached me, bent down, and used his claws to cut the rope that was tying my legs together. 

He dragged the rope and began walking quickly as I tried to catch up with him. When we got outside, everyone was booing and throwing things at me. 

Then we entered a dungeon in front of one of the cages, and I saw those two girls yelling Derek's name, and then I saw him, my supposed Mate, standing in front of the cage where my father was kept. 

Derek, I said 

He looked up, and one of the girls looked at me, probably wondering how I knew Derek. What does she mean to me? She slipped her hands into his arms quickly. 

I had no idea he already had a mate; I can't believe I'm even thinking about mate at this point. 

Derek is my adversary, and he intends to kill me and my packs. 

He stood there watching as the guard opened the cage in front of my father and threw me inside. 

As they walked away, I remembered Mel and stood up, yelling, "Where is my friend?" 

Please, I said, her name is Mel. I don't care if you have plans for me, but I need to know where my friend is. 

You mean your maid, she died while fighting to keep us from taking you, said the red-haired girl who appears to have something to do with Derek, possibly married to him. 

No, no, I almost screamed. This is not possible. 

For coming at me, I ripped her throat open. 

Derek began to walk away, and she quickly turned and caught up to him, sliding her hands back into his arms. 

"Mel died to protect me." "She's dead because of the man in front of me," I said, almost in disbelief. Everyone I care about has died as a result of him, first my mother, and now Mel! 

I looked at him, with so much hate he was looking down he seems to have accepted his fate. He was hurt badly. And his wounds weren’t healing. When I looked around, I noticed that some of our packs were all locked up in different cages, and they were all staring at me, not saying anything, but their eyes were filled with hatred, as if I had caused all of this. 

Mel, I sat down slowly. I cried as I called her name; she must have been in a lot of pain. 

I cried for what felt like hours, my head hurting, but the tears wouldn't stop falling when I thought of Mel and my Mom. 

Some guards arrived and dragged my father out of the cage he was in. Then someone opened my cage, and they began pushing us outside. When we arrived outside the Dungeon, a large crowd had gathered, as if they were waiting for us. 

They threw my father down in front of everyone, and some of them threw anything their hands could touch at him. When Derek walked up, the entire crowd came to a halt. 

Today, we will avenge deaths of Our loved ones , three years after the deaths of My father and Our Nuna. We watched as our homes burned to ashes, as our families burned to ashes, and we couldn't help them, but today the enemies will cry out for forgiveness. 

He approached my father and lifted his head with his claws. My father was cruel to me, but perhaps it was because I knew he was dying. I screamed and cried for them not to kill him. In fact, he is still my father. 

Everyone kept laughing and screaming,  Kill them!!  as I cried and begged. 

Apologize to all of us, beg for your life and beg my parents for forgiveness, Derek said loudly, his voice cracked, he was holding back tears.

My dad didn’t say anything, he kept mute, Derek raised his claws and cut through my dad, tearing his flesh. 

He still didn't apologize and they all watched in disbelief. While I begged Derek to stop, he just kept tearing at his flesh screaming at the top of his voice for an apology to his parents. 

He got tired and stopped, his hands dripping with blood.

I looked at my father, and I knew he couldn’t make it. He looked up at me while I was still crying. He was murmuring something that sounded like "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," to me and other words I couldn't understand. 

Derek raised his fingers, his claws gleaming. My father's head rolled over the floor with one strike, his eyes sadly piercing at me, blood spilling everywhere from his headless body. 

I screamed loudly, and as my body went into shock, 

I fell flat on my back, my eyes slowly closing as someone picked my father's head up, and the crowd screamed and laughed. I went completely blank.