Chapter 5

“Oh, no!” I muffled. It was Luna Glenda and her handmaid. I shifted back on the floor. Her deep glaring eyes made me almost pee my pants. I shuddered as I forced myself up, looking down to the floor.

“You filthy thing!” Luna Glenda groaned, striding forward and grabbing my bleeding arm tightly.

“Ow!” I exclaimed. Tears fell from my eyes.

“You dare break my plates!” she groaned again, her voice cutting through my face, sending shivers down my spine. “I won’t spare you!” she yelled and freed my hand, making me fall back to the floor. She turned to her handmaid. “Call Grey and make sure she gets no food for two days!” she commanded and went off. I hope death comes to me within those two days. Grey will never spare me. Grey was the chief guard, in charge of the dungeon in the deepest part of the pack. I have never been there, but everyone that has been sentenced there never comes out alive. What was my offense? What did I do wrong? The Luna simply has a special hatred for me in her heart and I wonder why. The handmaid crouched in front of me. She held my cheek and fondled my jaw. Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

“Don’t cry, dear, you will be fine,” the handmaid assured. I nodded and she held me up. She led me to Grey in the dungeon. He stood like a mighty villain, glaring into space like he was fighting with nature. He was a huge, brawny man with hard facial features. He had his blonde hair gelled to the back. Hearing our footsteps, he turned abruptly to us and I hid behind the handmaid. His eyes were drops of chestnut that glowed fearlessly. I shivered, looking at him.

“What brings you here?” he asked in a husky tone that got Niamh crawling back inside of me.

“The Luna,” the handmaid said and looked at me beside her. “Keep her till she gives her next judgment. But…” She moved closer to him, staring into his eyes. “Don’t hurt her,” she told him in a soft sweet voice that forced a small laugh on Grey’s face.

“As you wish,” he accepted calmly. The handmaid looked at me. She held my hand and pulled me to her side.

“Don’t worry, Muriel, you will be fine with him,” she assured me. I nodded. She looked back at Grey and went away. Grey stared at me. I looked down, holding the sides of my dress. He moved toward me, I began taking a few steps back. He stood a few days distance, his eyes traced my head down to my toe.

“Come,” he said, walking away. I followed him up without objection.

~Lucian~

After the harsh punishment imposed on Muriel, she disappeared. I wonder where she had gone. I haven’t seen her since that day. Well, seeing her helpless gives me joy. How dare she? She is always bold, acting too smart, and oppressing me in school. She was just an Omega, she shouldn’t possess such wit to downgrade me. For every reason, I hate her. I headed to my mother’s room. I wanted to find out where she sent Muriel. I knew she was behind her disappearance. I opened the door and entered. She was seated in front of the vanity table, wiping off her makeup.

“Learn to knock, son,” she corrected as she glanced at me.

“Not in my mother’s room,” I declared, moving close to her with a full-moon smile on my face.

“A woman’s room you meant to say,” she smiled at me.

“My mother comes first before the woman in her,” I argued, standing beside her.

“That’s why you are my son, too full of yourself,” she teased, ruffling my hair. I smiled shyly. I was always fond of my mother. She was the best mother in the world. She put my happiness first before hers. She continued wiping off her makeup. “What brings you to my room, son?” she asked, putting down the wipe and facing me.

“Uh, I want to ask you something,” I said, scratching the back of my neck.

“Anything for my son,” she smiled, facing back to the mirror. She took her cleanser and began cleansing her face.

“Where is Muriel?” I queried straight forward. She looked at me abruptly like I had just said the dumbest word ever heard. She continued staring at me like that. “Come on, Mother,” why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because you are asking the craziest question I have ever heard,” she declared and focused back on her night routine.

“I just want to see her. I want to see how you transformed her for my sake. There will be no pain without mockery,” I stated. She looked back at me. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. I kept a straight face. Besides, my intentions were right.

“Fine, she is in the dungeon,” she specified.

“Really? I knew you would always have my back,” I laughed.

“Any day, son,” she smiled and continued her routine.

“Love you, Mother,” I said and turned to leave.

“Not as much as I love you,” she declared. I smiled and went out.

I headed to the dungeon at once. Can’t wait to see the painful eyes of Muriel. I reached the dungeon and saw Grey, standing vigilantly mighty, towering over me.

“Hello, Grey,” I greeted. I stood in his front like a dwarf in the presence of a giant. He looked down at me.

“What brings you here, Lucian?” Grey queried, his voice husky and terrifying.

“I want to see Muriel,” I declared. I was next in line to become an Alpha, everyone must obey me. Grey looked at me for a while, forcing my gaze down to the floor.

“Follow me,” he said and turned away, walking to a dungeon barrier. He opened the heavy lock and we entered. He opened another lock and I saw Muriel, she was seated curled up on the floor. She looked wretched, that’s what she is though.

~Muriel~

I shuddered upon seeing Lucian and Grey. Though Grey hasn’t been mistreating me, the place alone kills me. The creepy rats that bother my sleep, the mosquitoes, the cold, and the eerie darkness that prevents me from sleeping peacefully. I gathered my miserable self and stood up, staggering back to the wall.

“Can you leave us alone?” Lucian said, facing Grey. Grey stood mute for a moment before turning and left. I watched the smirk on Lucian’s face with a pang in my heart. I wonder what I ever do to him that requires him to punish me like this. He moved closer, scanning me from head to toe in derision.

“What are you doing here?” I queried in a shaky voice, not because I was scared of him, but because I was scared of the prank he would pull up next.

He burst into laughter, holding his stomach and almost rolling on the floor to laugh harder. I stared speechless at him. Mockery isn’t the worst punishment for me.

“Oh, my God, look at you, Muriel,” he mocked and stopped laughing. “I can’t believe I’m seeing you. Whoa! I’m a great planner,” he teased and chuckled.

“I knew it was you,” I said, wearing back my confidence. “You took my mathematics textbook and gave it to Harley just to implicate me. What more should I be expecting from you, Lucian?” I stated boldly. He stared at me without a word, anger fueling in his eyes.

“I want you to beg me,” he declared. “I want you to go down on your knees and beg me because you are a wretched Omega,” he scorned.

“I will rather die than ever beg you, Lucian. Let’s see how many pranks you are going to pull to drag me down on my knees. Yes, you are the Alpha’s son, but you are a dumb pupil. You just can’t accept the fact that I’m more intelligent than you are, and also in the same school as you. I am an Omega with great IQ, the earlier you accept that the better,” I confronted. He clenched his fists.

“Augh!” he groaned and pushed me back to the wall. “I am going to make you pay for every word you just said to me, mark my word, wretched Omega,” he sneered and turned to leave. I slid down the wall, crying helplessly. What if my parents were alive, would they allow me to undergo such torture?