SEVEN

SEVEN

I looked at my hands and felt waves of emotion hit back and forth that the little cell felt too small like a small shoe box. Among the sad emotions, disgust was also vivid. I could not stand being in my own body anymore, my hair was mated to my body with sweat and my forehead and other parts of my body still had splotches of blood; some of it was mine, most of it for the other wolves I killed and the other.....

My mother's blood was still on me. I wanted to wash it all away, that dreadful day, meeting him and losing the two most important in my life. I was too young to be going through all this trauma, I was an adult but I was still as young as a little pup in the eyes of my parents and now I could no longer look into their eyes and see their emotions.....because of him.

I tried to tie up my dirty hair into a bun but I failed miserably because I was tired and starving. I did not know for how long I had been in this little kinky and dirty cell but I could guess about four to five days. That stupid Alpha was surely heartless for him to keep his own mate in a cell with minimal food and no baths...I was really stinking.

The mosquitoes were also getting irritating and my skin looked like someone was tainting it with little blotches of red ink.

I had only had two meals ever since I was thrown into the cell and consisted of only stale bread and water....surely he could afford more than that. I even felt like my stomach could do without the stale bread but when it growled loudly, I just had to gobble it up. My food was always brought in by the same man and he seemed to be a fan of black in fact most of the people I had seen in this pack seemed to be huge lovers of black except for that doctor.

It was starting to affect my being that the guy never even thought of uttering anything and he had only come to the cell twice but at least a simple 'hello' could work. As much as I wanted to eat the food it never did me much good because Sasha was growing quieter than usual and my human body felt like it would just give up any moment. Not to forget my weight loss, Vera always used to tell me that I was too slim but I guessed she would run away if she saw me right now, looking like Red skull's daughter.

The metals of my cell clinked and I looked up to see the same guy clad in black cargo pants but today he had an army green shirt on instead of a black one. His black boots thudded on the floor as he set down the little tray of food on the floor. Was he just gonna leave without saying something again? Well, I was not gonna let him.

"When are you people letting me go?" My throat hurt badly after saying that and he noticed my struggle and handed me the cup of water that was on the floor.

I swallowed down the water in fast gulps and looked up at him when my throat felt better. Not talking much was really taking a toll on me. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow awaiting a simple answer even though I knew it was going to be a huge.....NO

"Well?" I widened my eyes when he just scanned me over with no expression and walked out of the cell, clinking the keys against the metal until it was locked. "Wait! You didn't answer my question." I screamed out but he kept on walking until he was no longer in view.

Well, that was rude. I snickered and grabbed the bread on the little tray and eyed it before tearing it down and letting it slide down with the water. I finished the piece of bread and drank down the rest of the water and dragged myself to the end of the cell and leaned on the wall. My body really hurt.

......

He continued bringing the food once a day and would not utter a word no matter how much I tried to irritate him or corner him into talking but he never did which I started finding creepy and started asking myself that maybe there were possibilities that he was dumb or deaf. I had even once started talking about how big his member looked in his trousers once but I got no expression which was totally embarrassing. But I would not give up, not until I finally found a way to escape.

My life had really spiralled downwards in a few days from 'best friend I'm stealing your clothes' to losing my parents and being mated to some piece of crap that kept me locked up in his pack's basement. I just wanted to wake up now and remember that I had slept in.

"Will you at least tell me your name? You have a name right?" I continued to pester the bulky man in front of me as he set down the tray and started walking out, completely ignoring me.

"Tough nut huh," I smirked and shook my head, but he did not respond. "Seriously what are you, a robot?" I muttered in defeat and shook my head.

He looked at me and I saw his lips twitch before he masked it up with his expressionless face and walked away very quickly. I smiled and almost jumped if not for my weak body.

"Wait, come back!" I yelled. "He smiled." I smiled too and mentally high five myself.

A smile was etched on my face as I thought about all the memories I had with my parents that night. I did not notice that my smile had turned into huge fits of tears. I wiped the tears away and stood up, I went up near the bars and looked outside and saw only darkness. I sighed. I have to leave and soon.

I could not remain in this little cell for the rest of my life or until I die of food poisoning. I had to leave and run as far as I could. I gathered up my courage and made a decision to come up with a plan on how to escape before my body retired.

.....

He insisted on never talking but he started smiling or groaning and I found that to be a huge improvement especially since I thought that he was dumb.

It had probably been two weeks now and I was still locked up but I was determined on busting out of this cell and escaping from one of the most feared territories. I stared up at the "quiet guy" as he entered the cell and smiled.

I outsmarted him when I jumped on him and grabbed the key from his hand and kicked him where the sun does not shine. I ran out of the cell and fumbled with the keys until I locked the cell.

"I'm sorry." I apologized with a large smile before finding the stairs and climbing up as I heard his shouts behind me.

I knew that I only had probably less than five minutes before he mind-linked Alpha Jaxon and he and the warriors hunt me down but I was determined to make it out....alive hopefully.

I dashes up the stairs and ran down the confusing hallways, my body felt like it was going to drop and give out and my muscles felt stiff with my bones like anvils from lack of movement for a while. I dug deeper within myself and the adrenaline kept my body awake at least maybe to save me from this horrible pack. It took a bit of a while until I found stairs that led downstairs, the hallways were really confusing, and now that I thought about it, escaping sounded dumb since I knew nothing about this pack's boundaries.

I stepped down the stairs and dashed out of the door leaving no moment of hesitation because of the people that were staring at me dumbfounded as if I was crazy. I felt relief as I breathed in the fresh air, my bare feet hit the ground and I increased my pace to find the nearest borders.

I wanted to shift but Sasha was too weak and my body could probably not handle the shift so I just increased my pace as the adrenaline pushed me on and I tried to sniff out the nearest borders. I was near and I knew it but I had to make it far not just cross the border.

I had to find my way back to my back and maybe I could feel more protected or I could explain to Alpha Colton that I did not want Alpha Jaxon as my mate. But there were so many risks with getting my pack involved.

I groaned when I heard movement behind me and pushed further...

A horrifying growl haunted the night sky...

And I knew that I had to push further...