Betrayed By Fate

Chapter 6 | Mate

"Shoot"

"How did you end up in the dungeon?"

I looked at her, my eyes on her but my mind far away, the memory of the day I was sold.

She looked back at me, her eyes locking with mine.My face was blank, my stare cold, piercing into hers.

"I was sold. ..let's  call them my two friends or I thought were my friends, sold me to the Redmoon pack "

"...Why?" Her voice held irritation.

"They needed the money"

After that she stopped asking, I thought that was impossible. Since we arrived she kept asking me question after question.

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"..."

"It's not that bad"

"It actually is" I objected.

"That is just the outside, Don't judge a book by its cover" She tried to bring some positivity in the situation.

Don't get me wrong, I don't care about luxurious things, but this motel looks like it sells the meat of their costumers. The outside had this neon sign 'Motel'. The graffiti is..creative, I didn't want Jenn to stare at the colorful words and...creative drawing so I went quickly in dragging her by her arm.

To my suprise the motel wasn't bad, the small lobby was furnished European style.

At the reception was an old man in his mid fourties-

James Kingston, born on the August 12th XXXX One of the few humans who know about the existence of Shifters/Werewolves. His wife,Grace Kingston, is a werewolf with Beta blood.

"What?" I looked around for the voice to find myself in complete in darkness, my head is buzzing I can't hear my own thoughts.

I feel dizzy.

The piercing pain in my brain feels like shock waves going through my head, I hear the voice but can't make out what it's talking about.

I feel someone tugging my clothes but my vision is black, where I see endless darkness.

"Lily! What is wrong? Is it your headache?"

Jenn worried voice was the last thing I heard before I gave in to the the darkness.

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I was standing in a palast like library. Where my eyes laid on, books, my heart skipped a beat at the sight.

The same voice which I heard before, started talking.

A heart once cursed the world. Pain was the emotion it was familiar with.

Cursed by the world the heart became cold unable to feel foreign emotions like trust, love, affection.

Who is it talking about ?

People said All help is too late for it, even the warmest sun shine won't melt its cold heart.

What the people didn't know. The heart was waiting.

Waiting for-

For what?

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Where am I ?

"...thank....she will...." I heard what sounded like Jenn talking to someone.

Clack.