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~ LAYLA ~
I will not die today.
The cold metal cuffs dig roughly into my wrists. My head aches with a painful, pounding migraine that won’t go away.
I don’t want to believe this is real. But the truth hits me like a punch in the stomach.
I am chained up. Again.
Even after everything I did to stop this from ever happening, I am back in this nightmare.
I am a prisoner again. Caged like an animal.
But this place… it's different.
I do not fully know where I am. All I know and feel is that I am not in Kaliq's cage again like some rabid animal he locked up and almost turned me into.
This isn’t Kaliq’s prison. No. It doesn’t smell like him. It doesn’t feel like the moldy cage he locked me in and nearly broke me.
But I am a new prisoner in another cage nonetheless. Another cage much bigger and colder than Kaliq's.
Probably even worse.
When I pull at the chains holding me to the wall, the silver sizzles my skin with another painful burn. The pain shoots up my arms as I bite back a mournful cry and pull again.
Still nothing.
I am helplessly hanging here. A prisoner all over again. Nothing is happening.
Will I ever be free?
The thought makes me want to scream both in anger and for help. My heart bleeds when I remember my family—my parents. And my baby brother, Erin.
They died protecting me, and I swore to myself that I’d never let myself die or get caught again. I swore that I will never let myself be captured again by the one man who has sworn to own and destroy me and my entire family.
The monster who destroyed everything.
Kaliq.
I am sure he killed them. He enslaved me for years.
But I finally escaped, and I swore that I will never let him take me again.
So… why am I locked up now? Did he eventually succeed in dragging me back that night?
Is that why I'm here? Did he find me again?!
Fear rushes down my throat and spine like a pair of wicked cold hands. My breath hitches as I desperately try to hold onto anything around me that might make sense.
I force myself to look around, searching for answers.
The roof of this place is covered in cobwebs. The wall bricks are dark and cracked. To my right, there is a small window, way up near the top of the wall. Sunlight shines through it, forming a soft pale yellow glow pattern on the floor. I can hear birds singing outside.
Okay. I know I am not underground.
But I am still locked up in a cell.
Just where the fuck am I?!
I close my eyes and try to remember. I dig through the messy fog inside my mind, grabbing at any detail I can find.
Running. I remember running. I remember gasping for air and how my heart pounded like I was about to die, but I kept running. I remember those harsh sounds of chasing footsteps behind me. They belonged to Kaliq’s men that were trying to capture me and drag me back into that smelly cage that night.
And… and then, I think I remember—
“She is awake, Alpha.”
The voice makes my eyes fly open.
It is deep. Male. And just outside my cell.
Right then, something shiny catches my eyes on one of the iron bars. I squint at it.
My heart sinks.
It is a symbol of a crescent moon crossed by three claw marks.
I know that symbol!
Everyone knows it!
It is the pack symbol that only belongs to the BloodHounds Pack!
A chill runs through me. My whole body goes cold.
I am a captive. A rogue captive in the hands of the BloodHounds Pack.
No! This… this can't be happening to me!
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