The Alphas Lucky Slave

Year 1894

Awoken by the sound of rain and thunder, Sharriah woke up, the lightening became so loud she stood up, sitting on the floor. She looked at the cell in which she was trapped in a cell, with the little window, which was attached to the wall. The room which was enclosed with wall of stone and the smaller window which prevents her from escaping, for the past eight years, four months and three days.

The room have always been so congested, that she hardly breathes well sometimes, the room was both congested with the smell of rats and sweats and dirts from herself and the other slaves.

She heard a noise from the other end of the building and she stood up, walking towards the Lines of the railing, she saw that one of the slaves was been dragged, maybe for one of their purposes, she shook her head wondering how she had coped for eight years and how she was going to escape, she have been trying to escape for a long time, but it never seemed to happen.

She was captured and brought here, she tried escaping the second day after witnessing the assault done to one of the slaves, she remembered the punishment they gave her, they stripped her naked, tied her back on the table and flogged her with wires and irons, that was the worst days of her life, but it will sound foolish to say that the punishment never stopped her from trying again, instead it motivated her to leave the god damned forsaken hole.

She tried running away numerous times and sometimes locked in the confinement room.

Walking back to the room, she sat down on the floor which have a piece of clothing which she was lucky to get and lie down on the hard floor, sitting down she kept her head down thinking of ways to escape again.

"Thinking of a way to escape again"

She heard a voice from the other cell said, Envaline have been a long term cell slave neighbor and she have helped her cope through all the torture she had faced while growing up, a smile stretching out on my face.

"Don't you think is wise to leave this god damned forsaken place"

She said standing up and walking towards Envaline cell.

"I really wanna leave here you know, but you tried escaping but have been caught and totured numerously, the only way you can try escaping is been sold as a SLAVE who might give you a more dangerous life or a good life, but the chances of getting a good life is minimal."

She said reminding her of the stories she was been told about slaves who have been sold to their master and were forcefully assaulted or killed if they did not oblige to their orders. As she was about to talk, she heard a voice coming outside their cell room, instantly, they stopped talking.

"This Wednesday is gonna be a black market trade, and the warden have ordered that all the slaves from 18 to 22 should be taken care of"

The guards at the door whispered to them selves.

Sharriah looked up at Envaline, a smile creeping out from her face, finally, she was going to be free, either from bondage or more bondage.

"You heard them"

She asked Envaline,

"I'm not deaf, remember I'm a witch."

Envaline said, in a low tone, no one knew what Envaline was, likewise her, they kept their identity hidden.

"I hope we are chosen, especially by good masters."

Envaline said getting dreamy, but Sharriah pinched her quickly, quickly stopping her day dreaming imaginations.

"Do you think there are good slaves masters, no sane person will come to buy human being and use them at their own free will."

Sharriah said.....

"There are no good slave masters, if eventually I get sold, I will escape"

Sharriah said again, calculating her plan. Envaline stared at her friend, all she could see was failed escapades.

"Do you believe in mate."

Envaline asked, Sharriah stared at Envaline, absolutely shocked at her question.

She thought for a moment, she wasn't sure she believed in mate.....

"Yes I believe in mate, but I don't believe that for myself, my wolf had been locked up for long, so I don't think I will find mine, since I don't have my own free, I have been sold."

Sharriah said, that was the pure truth.

As Envaline was about to reply back, two guards open the door of their cells, quickly entering the cells, they dragged them out from their cells.

When they stepped outside, they saw other slaves inmates, they realized that they are not less than eighteen to twenty two years.

Sharriah closed her eyes for a moment, the words of the guards flashed through her memory, then it occurred to her that they have been called out to prepare for the slave trade.

Lining them up in rows and columns, Envaline stood behind Sharriah, and quickly, they ordered them to be silent.

Sharriah breathed in slowly, now this was the moment she have been waiting for.

The establishment was so calm that you could hear the sound of a pin.

"An order came from the highest authority that there will be a slave trade this Wednesday, the slave trade will rank from the age of 18—22 years, so you are all required to prepare yourselves for the upcoming event, so diligently follow orders"

The warden said looking at the slaves, slowly his dark eyes made contact with Sharriah, His face looking scary with the big scars across his face, she looked down immediately, a smile creeping at her face, she remembered how he got that mark on his face, when he tried taking advantage of her, remembering the experience was very sad and heart warming at the same time.

She felt a nudge on her back, it was Envaline