Chapter 2

The smell of urine in the dungeon felt like fresh poison to me. I could literally breathe in the choking smell, and I could literally do nothing about it because I was now a pr4isoner who was captured and who had no choice, but to do the will of the people who had captured me.

I turned to my left side in frustration as the thoughts of hunger filled my mind, and all I could think of was sitting in my house, close to my mother and waiting for her to tell me that the food she was taking her time to prepare was already ready.

"You! You! You!"

I pointed at the girl I met at the forest as I saw hed crawled up in one corner like an innocent child who had no idea of where she was or where she was going to.

"You led me teto this place!" I raised my voice as I moved closer to the little girl. "Your foolishness led me to this place!"

"Stop the accusation!" The little girl I met in the forest showed herself in the light. "I, Lydia wanted to save you from your possible failure, but your weak legs could not carry you to follow my instructions."

I felt bitter as soon as Lydia was done talking. I felt like walking close to her and slapping her on the face so that she would be fully aware that I was not joking when I said she was the one that brought us to this place.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak to Lydia again, I heard a strange cry from above. It was like a howling at first. But, the closer the being got to our dungeon, the more clearer the sound became.

It was the guard in charge of our dungeon.

"Keep quiet!" Gord said. He was in charge of us. "There is so much bitterness in this dungeon. You all should be glad that you got the opportunity to have a taste of the Lycan King's kingdom which is a far greater adventure than all the villages you all were born into."

Gord raised his voice and laughed out loudly before spitting at Lydia who was just about to stand up and protest against his authority.

"Listen, child of no sense, I will not condone any form of challenge against my authority," he said to Lydia. "If you have something to say, request for a permission to leave the dungeon so that you can engage in a free and fair tussle with me."

Lydia grew quiet, and Gord continued from where he had stopped, smiling at the level of silence he was dealt with.

"The king demands all of your presence. So, prepare yourself to meet the great Lycan King of our kingdom!"

As soon as Gord left, Lydia rose again to speak. And, before she could mutter a word, I told her to shut her mouth. I told her to sit down since she was not brave enough to challenge Gord when he was around.

Ten minutes later, we were all gathered in the private room of the Lycan King. He stood up from his grand throne and walked around like a king who was ready to have sex with all women in the private room.

After walking around and observing us, he went back to sit on his throne and called Gord closer to his side.

None of us heard what the Lycan king was whispering to Gord, but before we knew what was happening, we were forced to move closer to the Lycan king who took of his shirt and placed his right hand on his jaw.

"I like this one," the Lycan King pointed at a woman who was standing close to me. "What is your name?"

"Lona!" The woman responded.

The Lycan king turned to face Gord. "Take her away for me."

I watched as Lona tried to run away, but before she could get to the entrance of the private room, the Lycan king had reached the door in a flash. It was hard for someone to deny how fast the Lycan king was considering his speed and height.

The Lycan king drew Lona to the center, and as a punishment for her disobedience, he stripped her naked.

"Eat her, Gord!" The Lycan King's instructions were clear.

"You say what?"

"Eat her, Gord!" The Lycan king repeated himself with great displeasure.

Just as Gord was about to draw closer to Lona in an attempt to eat her, she stood up and ran away, but this time the Lycan king showed no mercy. He got to her before she could reach the door just like before. He got hold of her hand and then tore her body into two pieces before throwing the torn parts in front of two large dogs that were chained to a pillar.

"This is what you get when you refuse to obey my order," the Lycan king said as he returned back to his throne. "This is what you get when I tell you to do something and you decide not to do it."

The Lycan king was breathing heavily now. Every part of his veins seemed to be standing in unison as he spoke about how angry he could get if his words were not obeyed.

"Your dead friend is just an example of what I am capable of when I don't get the respect that I deserve."

I watched in silence as the Lycan king stopped talking for a while. He told Gord to clean up the mess he had made with Lona's body. And, when Gord was done cleaning up the mess, the Lycan king stood up and pointed at me.

"You!" His voice was filled with anger mixed with a raw taste of desire. "You are what I want for tonight." He turned to face Gord. "Prepare a special dungeon for her. She is not going to sleep with the rest of her filthy friends tonight."