6: The Pack’s Meeting

The cuffs hit against each other, immediately they dropped it to the table and before me was the assembly of the pack.

It was my first day at the pack's meeting after Alpha Ethan had bundled me here. He somehow caught me when I was attempting to escape and cuffed me to the bed. And I had been in bed the whole day before .

 They were going to assess me, to be sure I was one of them. A lady in her mid twenties stepped in and fixed her piercing eyes on me. One could tell it was an eye which intended evil.

It was her job to assess me before the pack, which normally, wasn't meant to be a painful procedure. But this lady chose to torment me. It was as if I was her enemy in her other life, because I couldn't understand why she would treat me in that manner.

 "Stand here!!", her high pitched voice commanded. It was a voice filled with bitterness and anger.

I obeyed, and quickly stood at the spot she requested. Then, she took out a triangular blade, which was similar to the one used on me at the daris pack. The blade had sent a red brightness against the sun, making some creaking sounds.

 I noticed her change her face in surprise. She took a step closer and lowered the blade to my neck, hoping for it to turn green like it happened with the daris pack. But that didn't happen, rather it became red, while continuing its sounds.

 "You must be joking!!", she screamed, while placing the blade closer yet again and expecting to get a different result. But nothing changed. I could see the look of surprise on her face.

 For me, it was a bitter sweet feeling. The knowledge of not being one of them was a good one, but on the other hand, I feared they would end my life. These thoughts were still in my head when kara landed a heavy slap on my face, sending me to the ground. The force was huge, and I thought a massive rock had hit me.

 "Kara!!", a man's voice thundered from the back. It was Beta Eddy, the second in command in the pack and according to what I witnessed, he was as cruel as Kara. 

He came and lifted my swollen face in his hands. Then he began to sniff me. It was as if he could smell something from my body. He picked up the blade again and placed it on my lower neck, but nothing changed. Then I saw him, fling it away and proceeded to grab my neck, squeezing it in between his grip.

 Finally, I let out the hot tears that had been building up since that witch Kara slapped me. I didn't understand why they would treat me that way, because they may have discovered I had no werewolf gene. I never chose to be one of them in the first place, they kidnapped me. 

 "Do you think you can deceive us?", he yelled. 

I was about to explain how I was kidnapped by the Daris pack because they claimed I was one of them, when another slap landed on my face. 

 "You don't talk back to your senior", Kara yelled, from where she was. Just then, I noticed she was the one that gave me another slap. 

The alpha stepped in immediately, his eyes were still catchy as always. My inside yelled for joy, as I thought he had finally come to my rescue. But he acted like he did not know me, or like we hadn't shared anything the night before. He whispered something into Kara's ears, and left immediately with his guards. 

 I woke up in an iron cage, sores were all over my body, especially on my back. They had changed my clothes into a hard dirty gown.

"Uhm", I sneezed as a result of the stench that emanated from the gown and the cage. The sores, were so visible and huge to forget that I passed out when I was being lynched.

 The pack had beaten me up and turned me to their slave. A salve that would probably die in duty. Tears escaped my eyes, I wondered what I was thinking when my stupid self opened my legs for the alpha. 

"Will he treat me well?" I scorned. I should have known my place in the first place. I should have escaped as soon as I got in his house, but I allowed my stupid self to be distracted.

 The prison cage opened, and just then, I saw that I was not the only one in a cage, in fact there were tons of people

Three maids approached us, and began to distribute a sack to each cubicle. Each cubicle contained a cage for each slave, so this way, there was no means of communication between the slaves inside the prison.

When my own sack got to me, I quickly opened it and found a dry loaf of bread and a little sachet of sour milk. The sachet was so small to even feed a baby. I felt terrible within me. 

 I wondered if this had become my life. A life where I would be served just a loaf of bread and a small sachet of sour milk. I wondered if the food was just for breakfast or the whole day.

Shortly, a bell rang and the guards began to open each gate.

"Out!, out!", they yelled at each cubicle.

When a guard got to my cage and opened my cubicle, I quickly stepped out with my sack, hoping to have the food wherever they were taking me to. But a force pulled the sack out of my hands and threw it to the floor. 

"You eat immediately or you forget about it", he yelled. 

 Just then, it dawned on me that we had only about twenty seconds to eat whatever was thrown into our cage.