We're totally and utterly doomed

“SHUT UP!” Yelled one of the guards to the prisoner. This is the sixth time he’s yelled at him, him being named Leo. It’s been a couple hours since we’ve been here no one has come and seen us. In the corner sits Katana, her head rest lazily against the wall as her feet tap against the concrete floor.

I’m sure there isn't a health inspector in Oslow, because the living conditions aren’t livable. A dark tangerine color drips through the cracks of the ceiling, while strong winds come through the floor cracks. I cling to myself trying to warm myself up. They gave us thin covers and rock-hard beds to lay on.

There’s around 10 of us down here with one prison guard, who by the way has been asleep most of the time he’s been down here. Most of the prisoners that are in here have been here for months, some for 2 years. Leo, the man that was screamed at by the guard, was put in here a couple months ago because he spoke out against the King. The King being Sasha’s father, I believe they run Insofar like a dictatorship.

Leo leans against the rusty jail bars, his mouth inches away from the ground. When he came here, they beat him pretty badly, so his legs are horribly bruised. “What are you girls in here for” asked Leo. I could tell he was deprived of social communication, from him asking that question he looked pretty eager.

“I- WE were both in here for being hated by Sasha.” I tell him.

“The Princess? That makes sense. What Kingdom or pack are you from?” Pack? Kingdom? Should I tell him that I’m not a werewolf but in fact a human with immense powers.

“I’m not a we-”

I’m instantly cut off by a protesting Katana. This is the first thing she has said since we’ve been here. As of right now we’ve been in these rusty dog cages for 8 hours now. I hope that Lyra got to my grandfather in time to tell him what happened. She didn’t stay around long enough to know where we were. I just hope she isn't dead. . .like Will.

His death still haunts me. Did I really kill him, or was their other forces at play? When he was standing in the middle of the street, he had a look of being dazed out, and confused. I think Sasha did what she did to me and put him under her compulsion. But at the club he looked totally fine, talking to me like he usually does.

Yes, what he did to me at the party was wrong, but I would never wish death upon him. So, when that tree branch came down on him it sends a pang through my body. I’d gotten so angry; I didn’t know what came over me.

“Don’t answer his question Quinn, don’t even talk to him he’s a radical.” She rolls her eyes, disgusted at the whole situation.

“A radical? What are you a politician or something?” Leo says lifting his brow at Katana. I could tell he was rather curious with her; from the moment we’ve arrived he couldn't take his eye off of her. I honestly don’t think he's is looking for a relationship, especially right now.

“No, I’m a Khan.” His smoky smile turns into droopy fright, is he scared of her being a Khan or just of her.

“A Khan? I’ve never met a Khan before, we thought they all died during the War of Khans.” What does he mean. . .die? Sasha did say Katana was returning back to her home, to Oslow.

I look towards Katana; her face starts to tighten up from what he said. Her body becoming tight from intense.

“What- what is he talking about Katana? War of Khans?” She leans up from the wall and crawls over to me.

“Oslow. It used to be the place where Khan’s resided. Until Sasha and her father ran us out of here. Almost half our clan died in the war fighting against them. We are tough people, but no match to a red wolf.” I could hear the pain in her voice when she mentioned all the Khans dying, that is such a horrible thing to do.

“Also, without the help of Sylo Sniper they would have never won. That man is such a disgrace.” Leo says this with a look of disgust on his face.

“Who’s this Sylo Sniper character.” I asked out loud.

“A traitor.” said Leo.

“Indeed. He used to be the best fighter Nygaard had ever seen. When my uncle married Stella, my grandfather, the past king, was angry. He kicked him out of the line of succession. When his brother, Etho, also known as King Adalwolf came to the throne he was furious. He and Sylo broke away from him and created the Kingdom of Insofar. With Sylo leaving Nygaard they lost their best fight instructor and the daughter and sons of Sylo.”

There is so much that I don’t know about this world. All these Kingdoms, wars and people I can’t even keep up with it all. It’s like living inside of the Games of Thrones. And these daughter and sons of Sylo are they all his kids.

“Who are the daughter and sons of Sylo?” I ask the both of them.

“Do you not know anything?" Leo says dumbly. "The daughter and sons of Sylo are groups of elite fighters that have been trained by Sylo. He takes children from orphan homes and turns them into Assassin killer. The one girl that brought you in here, Katherine Constantine, she's a daughter of Sylo.”

“ Now that I think about it she did look scary. And no, I’m not from here I’m a human.” A gasp escapes his lips. Has he never met a human before?

“A human? That explains everything. When you came in here a couple of hours ago your smell was weird, now I know why. What would Sasha want with you, no offense but humans are pretty weak.”

“I know this, trust me I’ve been told this before. I’m mated to Alexander of the Golden Summit Pack.”

“Alexander? He’s the future alpha of the most powerful pack in Nygaard, you hit the gold mine with that one. But that still doesn’t answer the question of why she would want you? What are you like a Zastitnik or something like that?”

“Yes, actually.”

“If you tell anyone what she is I’ll kill you myself.” Now Katana is standing up next to me, she looms over me in a protective stance. Leo eyes widen by her comment, I can tell he’s probably contemplating the next things he says to her.

“Fine, I won’t.” He holds his hands up, scared that she may kill him. Even though it would rather hard because we were in a different cage than he is. But I won’t put it past Katana she probably can bend the bars back and kill him easily.

“Well, if you have powers why don’t you just. . .I don’t know burst yourself out of here.” He makes a bursting noise with his mouth. I wish it was that easy.

“I uh- I can’t control them.” I look down at the ground with embarrassment. It’s not fun to tell people you have powers and can’t control them.

“That sucks.” Is all he says.

“Tell me about it. Have you tried- you know to escape before?” I asked curiously. If you’ve been trapped in a dictator prison you’d eventually try to escape.

“I tried to channel my wife, Karley. But obviously the message never got to her because she hasn’t come to rescue me.” Channeling?

“What’s that?” I leaned closer to the bars, interested in what he was saying.

“Channeling is when you can send a message to your mate via brain.” That’s. . .pretty neat. “I don’t know if you’ll be able to do it since you’re a human and all.”

“No, she’ll be able to do it. All you need to do is have a mate, that’s all.” said Katana. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of that earlier.”

“Because you're not as clever as me.” said a cocky Leo.

“Shut up or I WILL kill you.” Her finger points fiercely at Leo.

“If I can channel Alexander, then that can get us out of here. Can you try and channel Kai or your father Vet?”

“Vet Khan? The King of all Khans, wow I’ve met two of the greats. This is the best day ever, and that says a lot because I’m in a pungent, dirty prison.”

“Can’t you try and channel your brother Kai.” I said directing my attention from Leo to Katana.

“No. It only works with mates, and I don’t have one of those.”

“Ok, so how do I do it. Just like- close my eyes and think of Alexander.”

She lets out a stiff chuckle, “That’s exactly what you do. Quiet your breath and heart, and just relax and envision Alexander’s face.”

“Ok.” I cross my legs on the ground. My eyes close and I try and envision Alexander’s face. His dark eyes with grey specks, those bright pink lips and chisel chin. It takes me a few minutes to conjure it up, the dripping water and cool winds try to shy me away from what I need to do.

“Is it working?” Katana asked eagerly.

“I don’t think it I-”

All of a sudden, I’m in Alexander’s head. I’m able to look through his eyes, god this is so cool. My anger that I felt for him suddenly disappear. I forgive him for everything, him hiding things from me and thinking I killed those guards.

To be with him feels so good, like I’m finally at peace at home. I can tell that’s he’s in a big room, with various other man. It looks like he’s in some sort of meeting. A long oak table sits in front of him while he files his fingers through a bunch of papers.

“What’s he doing?” asked Katana.

“He’s in the meeting room at the pack house.” I replied.

“Ok, try and talk to him.” That seems more easier in theory,

“Uh alright. Alexander. . .I’m trapped in Oslow, I need you to come and save me and Katana. Sasha has us trapped here.” I hear nothing, and his behavior doesn’t change. “I don’t think he heard me.”

“You’ve got to try harder Quinn.” She says with aggravation in her voice.

“I AM TRYING!” I yell at her. “Sorry I didn’t mean to yell- it's just more difficult than I thought.” I spend the next few minutes sending message after message and speaking out.

“Any results.”

“No, I don’t think it worked.” I lay my head against the jail bars; it looks like were stuck here unless some miracle happens. Were terribly doomed.