Chapter 2 2

Madeleine's POV

"Who are you?" I asked again." Walking inside the room I noticed it was Luna Vittoria, and bedside her was her eldest daughter. Luna Vittoria looked calm, like nothing was going on.

She walked towards me and removed the cloth from my mouth. "Well, well, well, look who we have here. You sure don't keep those legs of yours at a place," she said.

When I heard that, it dawned on me that she must have seen me at the hall. "Tell me what you heard," she yelled. "I didn't hear anything, I swear." She gave me a heavy slap, still asking me to tell her what I heard.

All this time, I was being tortured as Luna Vittoria yelled and said a lot of hurtful things that pierced through my heart like a knife. She has always wanted to get rid of me.

All I ever wished for was to be loved by this pack, but I was a constant reminder of the war I survived. Luna Vittoria moved backwards and whispered to one of the guards. It didn't take up to 2 minutes; the guard came back with a bucket of water.

I was shedding tears as I was in pain and fear. The guard moved close to me and poured the cold water all over my body. I was soaked from head to toe, and before I could wrap my head around what was happening, the guard shoved a bare wire against my skin.

I felt the surge of pain rip through me; I felt like I was being torn apart. I screamed, my whole body shook, and the electricity ripped through me like I was being struck by lightning. Finally, it stopped.

I looked at Luna Vittoria and her daughter, and I saw the satisfaction on their faces. "Please, mother, I won't say anything, I swear."

"Hey, shut it. Don't ever call me your mother because I am not, and I can never be a mother to a worthless child."

"I promise I will never say anything to anyone; please just let me go!" I begged with all the strength I had left to speak. Juliette walked towards me with an evil smile on her face, holding a knife.

She came closer, her face directly to mine "This should be a reminder that you don't go around running into people's business." It was clear that she knew what her mother was doing.

Juliette took the knife, and on my face, she cut through my cheeks. I screamed to the extent that my throat started hurting, tears running down my face mixed with the blood from the cut.

Julliette had this satisfying look on her face as she ordered the guards to continue the torture. The guards continued the torture; the pains were so unbearable that I could feel myself loosing consciousness.

"Mum it would be better if we got rid of her. If she's dead, there is no way she can talk." Those were the last words I heard Juliette say as they both walked out with the guard.

"Hey Madeleine, do something; this isn't your destiny. You can't die now!" It was my inner wolf. "Stand up!" It was a powerful voice urging me to fight for my life.

I looked around, and saw a glass bottle close to where I was sitting. I tried to get closer with my feet, but I couldn't. So I threw myself on the floor with the chair, and with my hands tied.

I held the bottle, broke it, and used it to cut the rope off. My hands trembled as I cut the rope off my legs too. Without hesitation, I got to the huge door, but it was locked, and my only chance was the small window at the top, which was open.

I climbed the chair and jumped through the window. I fell hard on the ground. But I didn't stop; I kept running till I got to the tunnel, the one I used to sneak into the council hall.

There was another pathway that was leading outside the pack. I turned back, taking one last look at the place that made my life a living nightmare, and then I ran without looking back.

I kept running, my feet flying over the ground. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get away. As I rounded a corner, my legs got stuck on a branch, and I fell hard on the ground.

Suddenly, the world spun around me, and I felt weak and dizzy. I stood up to continue running, but my body ached and my vision became blurry. Then I collapsed.

Finally I woke up to the loud sound of tires crunching on gravel. My whole body ached as i was confused to what situation I was in. It wasn't just me; there were other girls here tied up too.

We were tied up at the back of a huge truck, bouncing along a rough road. "Where am I?" Just when I thought I had been free from that horrible pack, I got into another trap.

I was half naked, and I couldn't even remember what had occurred for my clothes to be torn this way. The cut on my face still hurts so bad, and I couldn't imagine this day being the worst day of my life.

The truck finally got to a stop. A giant gate opened before us, and I saw two guards in dark uniforms. "Welcome to the ShadowStrike pack." I was so scared, trying to escape got me into another nightmare.

They brought us down from the truck and untied us. We were led to a tiny room, barely spacious enough to fit all of us. A woman with an angry face walked in and handed us clothes, a simple dress.

"Wear this fast," she yelled. "Work starts immediately. Some of the girls cried out of fear, "You're lucky you now have a roof over your heads and food to eat; you should be grateful, brainless rogues." The woman yelled.

"Work? Rogue? "I'm not a rogue, Ma." I stammered as I spoke, my voice low and weak. "That's what all rogue says," she said smiling. I felt sore all over my body. I haven't even recovered from the torture, and now I'm forced to work.

As I held the dress in my hands, tears streamed down my face. "Am I really a rogue now?" I asked myself. We were taken to a massive building; we got in, and I noticed it was the warriors quarters.

The guards were yelling, "Clean everywhere! The toilets too! Make this place look brand new." We were just a few, and given this much work, it was like a death sentence.

IT We started cleaning as some of the guards constantly harassed me and the girls. They made rude comments, abused us, and treated us like slaves. The thought of escaping creeped in.

"Where will I run too?" I was captured once again in a place I can't even call home. We were finally done with the clean-up, and I was exhausted. My face hurts, and my body does too.

I could feel my hands tremble from tiredness. I made my way back to the tiny room, and we were given a small portion of food to eat. It wasn't enough to restore the energy wasted.

I finally got the time to rest my head, but the moment I closed eyes I noticed the door swung open, and the angry woman, Lady Grace, walked in and quietly woke one of the girls up.

It didn't take long, and the girl was back. Another girl was called upon again, and she came back not too long. That's how it went on till it was my turn. I wondered what they were up to at this hour.

Lady Grace directed me to where I was asked to go. "Behave yourself and don't say a word unless you're asked to."

"Whose room is this, ma?" I asked. "It's the Alpha's room," she replied.

"What does the Alpha want with me? "Shut it; no questions. Now move inside!" I was shocked and confused at the same time, but I took the courage and entered the room.

The room was well furnished and screamed luxury. So I just stood there trembling in fear.

Suddenly, I heard a voice "Move closer" he said. I was terrified to the point where I had to obey each command.

"What's that scar on your face? And why do you stink?" He yelled in disgust. I felt so ashamed of the fact that someone could actually look at me now and be disgusted.

He shouted and called for Lady Grace. She came into the room. "What is the meaning of this? Why is she looking like she just rolled herself in the dirt?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, my lord. She is the last girl from the slaves that came in today." She replied. "You know I like them clean; never make this mistake again."

"Now get the fuck out! Wash her up and bring her back!" He yelled. "Wait..wait what's going on here? I whispered to myself."