Chapter Thirty Two

Emily's POV 

The elderly woman placed her hand on top of mine.

“Don't worry, I'll keep your secret.”

I pushed the elderly woman's hand away. “You have no secret to keep because I'm a human.”

“No matter what you say, you cannot disconnect yourself from what you truly are.”

The elderly woman fixed the necklace around my neck and then slightly pulled away from me.

“Be safe,”

I turned around the house to leave, then I clutched the crystal of the necklace, tucking it into my shirt.

As soon as I went outside, I saw that in front of me was a group of werewolves mounted on horses. Many humans were cuffed in chains and dragged around which made me worry. Just what was going on?

“Get the girl,” their presumed leader was on the white horse wearing his dark long hair in braids. He had the typical bad boy look. But it wasn't a look that a lot of men would be attracted to.

Before I knew what was going on, I was grabbed by a werewolf and I didn't see him coming. He cuffed me and I was fearful of my life. What was going to happen to me?

“Sir,” I said. “I've done nothing wrong! Please let me go!”

The leader of the werewolves laughed loudly.

“It seems you do not have an idea of what is going on here.”

I shook my head fearfully.

“I am Jones, and I am here to lead the human race into captivity. We werewolves are better at using the humans better than they can use themselves.”

“What are you even talking about?” I said, rage evident in my eyes.

Then all of a sudden, I felt a large blow on my back, forcing me to my knees. I froze due to the pain but when I turned back, I saw a werewolf far larger than me give me a disgusted look.

“Human, you have no right to argue with us werewolves. If you want to survive one more day then you know the better thing you can do is keep your mouth shut.”

With that, I bowed my head. There was nothing I could do. I was weak currently. And I remembered the words Fayne had told me. If I was reckless, I could be filled.

“Let's go!” Jones said and turned away. I as well as the other bound humans were tugged away. 

As we reached a far distance, I turned back to look at the house where the elderly woman and her son was. 

At least they were not found out. But I was curious, Jones was a werewolf as well as his men, how come they didn't sense the elderly woman and her son?

I vaguely touched the crystal of the necklace around my neck. Maybe… just maybe the elderly woman had tricks that could save her and her son.

I walked with the humans in chains for two days without food nor water and I started to shake. Eventually, I passed out.

*** 

The next day, I woke up to water being poured on my face. I gasped and wiped my face. I was in a desert. At least that was what it looked like. 

Then some bread was thrown at me and the other humans around me. We fought for bread and I was only left with a crumb from the others remains. Afraid I would be unable to get anymore, I shoved the crumb of bread into my mouth. When I was done, I looked around me and saw that the number of slaves had increase.

“Jones, we have captured the human King's hunters. They fought against us in the palace. They should be sent to us soon.”

“I see.” Jones said while I clapsed my hand around my mouth. Did that mean that Fayne had been captured too?

Now that I thought of it, peharps Fayne knew that the palace was under attack and he didn't want me to worry for him so he let me go.

I bowed my head. 

He definitely didn't make the right decision pushing me away. We could've figured something out. 

I looked at my hands and sighed. If only I had contact with my werewolf.

These werewolves were not much greater than me. If I was in my past werewolf form, I could last an hour fight against these guys. But right now I was weak and there was nothing else that I could do about it.

I wanted to cry so bad.

It didn't feel good being the hunted.

Jones assistant continued to speak to him, “Boss, I met a human that could stand up to me when I was trying to kill the king.”

“What are you talking about?” Jones asked him.

“I just want you to know that some humans can be loyal. Untill the last breath of the king, this man remained loyal to the human King. He was even willing to die for him.”

I shuddered. So the human king was dead… but more importantly, were they talking about Fayne?

“His loyalty has no meaning to me. I have men like you around me who would die for me. What is there about a mere human?” Jones said boastfully.

“I just want you to be aware that we have loyalists like that amongst the humans.”

Jones chuckled. “It doesn't matter. As long as they are humans, they are to be crushed by my hands.”

“Well, I guess you're right, leader.”

“When did you say the humans would be delivered to us again?” Jones asked.

“Soon leader, soon.”

“Okay, you're dismissed.”

A few hours later, I heard a loud cry from the nearby distance. It was a woman screaming at the top of her lungs. I could see that she looked broken and battered. But her dressing… it gave her off. She looked like she was from royalty. She must have had a tough time.

However, next to her… was Fayne.

He looked battered and his clothes were soaked with blood.