Chapter Eight

Rose's POV:

I'm experiencing a range of emotions and physical sensation. I'm confined in this space, it's small and cramped. I shouted and yelled in discomfort with the small strength left in me. Seems no one was able to to feel for me or notice me.

(scoffs)

I continued yelling for help, the door opened and the lycan guard came in with the other standing by. Alex had ordered them to stay at the door, and made sure there was no food again for me.

I beckoned to the guard for water but instead he made a gesture by slicing his hands through his neck…are you giving me a death wish? I questioned. Without reply he locked the door on me.

They are so mean, I guess one language they could answer was to “kill or fight”. I had watched my father train his soldiers too but they weren't this unfriendly with ugly and hard rocked face.

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(Breathing unevenly)

It's the second day of me being locked,lying down helplessly. And so thirsty…I'm hungry and I can sense emptiness in my stomach.

There