I knew why I was put down here and it was because of my father and alpha, just because I killed that 'majestic' white wolf.

At the end of the day one was going to die and I wasn't going to just let it be me. I wasn't going to sacrifice myself in order to save a rare coloured wolf. It was either me or the dog, end of.

This was my fathers idea no doubt, he really does hate me and this was the final straw to make me believe so.

He would love it if I was mauled to death by that beast. To see my head ripped from my shoulders and my body tore up and mangled. He was a wicked soul indeed.

I felt slightly dizzy as my ears began to emit a loud piercing ringing. I closed my hands over my ears and stumbled back until I hit the stone wall behind me.

I slightly moaned in pain and images began flashing through my head. I saw myself as a young girl, maybe eight, ten. I lay on the freezing dark floor with my knees tucked up toward my chest. My head nestled between them.

The dream stopped for a second but started up again and the ringing just got worse. I was crying but only letting few tears drip down my pink cheeks. I was petrified being here, hearing all the noises. The screams, the sounds of tortured wolves. The smell, and just the atmosphere itself.

The room was spinning as though I was twirling continuously like a ballerina. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head and I collapsed onto the floor. My head hit the ground hard just like it did earlier and I became unconscious.


I wake up in the same position after what felt like only a short time. I convinced myself it was because I had a concussion from the attack but I wasn't a hundred percent sure.

The room was exactly the same as before, dull and dreary. Unseeable. I looked down at myself and couldn't even see anything it was so dark.

I heard voices and footsteps as though people were entering the dungeons. Alpha Ford appeared in the tiny space with dim lighting and his hoarse voice boomed.

"Get up Hadley" he instructed and motioned for me with his single hand to stand. I struggled and wobbled a little but managed to pick myself up and drag my feet toward the silver bars.

I gripped my hands on them tightly to hold me up and squeezed my face through the empty space between the bars.

"Do you know why you are down here Hadley?" Alpha Ford begins some sort of interrogation.

I had two options at this very moment. I could tell them what they wanted to hear and suffer less consequences, or, I could defy the alpha and stick up for myself.

"No alpha I actually don't"

His facial expression stays the same as before, unfazed. "You really don't know?"

"You'll have to tell me"

"Well Hadley..." he begins.
"You have committed something serious due to the fact you killed that rare white rogue who attacked you on our land"

My face reddens in anger "it was a life or death situation alpha and I wasn't about to go suicide myself for that beast. I'm a pack member shouldn't you care more about my welfare?"

He shrugs. "They are very uncommon especially in these parts of the world and you killed the only one this pack had come across in over three decades. That's a big problem kid"

"It's because I'm not a fully fledged wolf isn't it? I don't matter and I'm not as sentimental as the others who can actually shift, am I right?"

"Your circumstances are unfortunate and the card life has dealt you is unfair however that's just how it is. Now that wolf could of been brought back with some intense methods of therapy to allow the human side to come through, then we would of welcomed that wolf into the pack and let them become a statement to the other packs"

"What's the statement" I asked with wonder.

"That we are powerful and unbeatable. The strength of a white wolf is somewhat stronger than your average werewolf. So any wars or battles against our land and our pack would have been taken care of with the white wolf fighting by our side" he made it sound like a dream. He had it all worked out and I fucked those plans, I have no regrets because I'm alive.

"Are you saying this pack cannot defeat enemies alone? That we need more powerful werewolves to fight for us in order to win?" I ask mockingly.

He moves fast towards where I'm standing but I don't move, I barely even blink. I was mad, raging that I was stuck down here in this disgusting dump.

"We will always win the battle and the war. It just says something to others when you have a white wolf by your side. You've ruined it all. Your lucky I'm not banishing you into exile!" His teeth grit as he spoke.

Backing up from the bars I don't take my eyes off of Ford. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small key which is inserted into the door and makes it open with an echoing creek.

"Get yourself home!" He stands next to the door and I walk slowly out of the cell. Just as I go past the alpha he aggressively grabs my wrist and pulls my face so it's a few inches away from his.

"Don't forget human. I. Am. Your. Alpha"

I bow my head forcibly into submission then nod. He lets go of me and walks behind me silently as I step up the staircase, going at snail pace.

My father is waiting at the top of the door he looks annoyed upon seeing my face which wasn't uncommon.

I could only hope life would begin to go upward as currently I just kept falling down the spiral. I hadn't experienced any good sort of events recently and it began to show that there was always something bleak headed my way.

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