Chapter 63

Neaera-

I woke to the sound of yelling and screaming coming from outside. Once again as I woke up, my head was pounding, but it was from the hit I got from Alpha Benson. This time, as I looked around, I realized that I was in the cellar that was under the packhouse.

I was lying on a cot in a dank cell, with only a bucket at the far end that smelled as if it were used as a toilet. Groaning, I rolled off the cot and stood up. I nearly forgot about my hip, but quickly remembered when my leg gave out from under me.

Steadying myself, I went to the cell door, which was nothing more than iron bars from floor to ceiling. Turning my body to the side, I tried to see if I could squeeze out, but no luck. Peering through the bars, I didn’t see anyone around.

“Hello?” I yelled but was only met with the sound of my own echoing voice.

Hitting the bar with my hand, I let out a curse. I didn’t know what was going on outside, but I needed to use this as a chance to get out of here. Looking around the ce