“Drug the girl!”
They chanted the words and two men entered the cubicle, gave Venna two shots of floence powder.
“No.” Cane shook his head in his sleep. His fingers clutched the armrests of his seat. His eyes stayed closed, but layers of sweat formed on his forehead. He was in pain. He was in great pain. “NO! Not her…”
The armrests broke under his grip when he finally opened his eyes. Wood splinters pricked his palms and blood oozed out from the wounds.
Cane looked around him. He saw Gerald’s bedroom, the room that he occupied after he managed to overthrow him from his position as the alpha.
Only then did the realization finally start to dawn on him. He was no longer in that glass cubicle, doing something so abominable to Venna.
It was a dream. A nightmare that kept haunting him every time he tried to close his eyes.
Guilt and pain gripped his heart so strong, he thought his heart would be crushed under the strong feeling.
“Damn it.” Cane rubbed his face roughly, he looked at the clock and realized it was not yet morning. He just slept for less than two hours, but the demons from his past wouldn’t let him rest.
His body was so cold and he was sweating profusely when he decided to stand up and walk out of the bedroom. Gerald’s room gave him nightmares, but then no matter where he was sleeping, he couldn’t run away from his past.
“I will go for a run,” Cane said to the two guards at the door. “No need to follow me.”
The two guards lowered their heads and then resumed their positions. He needed to clear his mind, thus once he was close to the forest, he started to shift into his black wolf and ran in his beast form.
His heart was so heavy, but the cold night managed to soothe his pain slightly.
Venna…
The girl went crazy after that night and no matter what, no one could get to her.
There were times when the girl tried to kill him because of what he had done. She would go berserk whenever she saw him.
There was also a time when Cane didn’t fight and let her stab her sharp claws into his body. He almost died twice because he let her do whatever she wanted. He didn’t put up a fight at all.
But, when she saw him fall to the ground, bleeding profusely, she would snap back to that little girl that Cane knew. She would cry beside him and call him ‘brother’.
Venna hated him to the bones, but she used to love him and Cane used to be the only person that she felt safe with.
Seeing this, Gerald and the other alphas would laugh heartily, as if they were watching an opera… their pain and agony were nothing, but entertainment for them.
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After the attack three weeks ago, Iris was finally nursed back to health by Hanna, until she could stand up for a bit long and do some chores, as a slave.
But today, she would return to the mines again.
“I will ask them to treat you nicely.” Hanna was worried. She didn’t want her to go back to the mines, but there was nothing that she could do to prevent it.
Iris looked at Hanna gratefully, she couldn’t say how grateful she was to have her here. “You don’t need to do that. You have done so much for me. We are of the same rank now.”
“Nonsense, I am with you because I want to be with you, not because you are a privileged person.” Hanna put a hat on her head, to help her block the sun.
“I don’t think I will be allowed to wear this.” Iris touched the bucket hat that Hanna put on her head.
“It’s okay, I will talk to them.” Hanna smiled at her reassuringly, even though Iris still doubted they would let her.
Hanna couldn’t enter the mining area, but she insisted on walking with Iris there. Once they arrived, it was Stone again, who received them. He glared at the hat that Iris was wearing, while she lowered her head and let Hanna talk.
“She just recovered, you don’t want her to faint again during the work,” Hanna said softly to Stone and the man let out a deep growl, before he told Iris to hurry and change her clothes. “Thank you.”
Hanna waved her hand and looked on until Iris retreating back disappeared inside the small building where she would change her dress into her ‘uniform’.
On the other hand, Stone followed her retreating back with his sharp eyes and stared at Hanna questioningly. He still couldn’t understand why Hanna was so fond of her.
And, why did Iris protect his daughter during the monster attack?
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“The king will be here tomorrow, he will arrive four days ahead of the schedule,” Jace reported to Cane, as both of them walked in the town, near the pack house, to look over the reparations after the battle, which took place less than two months ago.
People greeted them and stopped what they were doing to pay respect to the new alpha, while Cane walked with his beta and two guards, who were walking a few steps behind them.
“He seems so desperate to see you in person now that you finally won the battle.”
“We won the battle,” Cane corrected him. “I will not be able to do it without all of your help.”
Jace grimaced when he heard that, because he knew there was so much more to it, since there was no way they could make it through without the sacrifices that Cane had made in his despair.
“The new moon will be five days from now and there will be a lot of people,” Jace reminded him.
“The new moon will be in five days from now and there will be a lot of people,” Jace reminded him. “The king and the five alphas. The new moon will be the night after the welcoming party. Do you think you can go through it?”
Cane was silent for a while, then stared at his surroundings. Before his pack had fallen and their slavery days began, he had visited Blue Moon pack with his father twice, since they were neighboring packs and shared some natural resources, like the mining area.
Especially after ten years of slavery, he knew this pack quite well. This pack was almost like a ‘second home’, in a very horrible way to him.
“I will.” There were no more words that Cane said after that as he listened to other reports from Jace.
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