Wolf's Fate

Lyca DarkMoon Fantasy

I cried out in frustration and tears as I pulled against the binds that had me chained to the wall. I knew that no matter how much I pulled, that I would not be able to get free since these were magicked to suppress my magic somehow. Did Bane have magicals on his side? That thought sent fear down my back, but I refused to give up. I needed to get out of here. I was shaking and I wasn’t sure if it was from the coldness of the dark wet cell or from fear. Since I woke up in here a few hours ago, I have been trying to look for any means of escape, but the dim light from the fire torch in the opposite side of the room, made it too dark to see, but what I could make out was that the cell I was in, looked very old. The walls were built in stone, no visible windows and with moss growing on the walls which was probably from the dampness what leaked though the stone ceiling. The only source of air was through a little square hole in the metal door which didn’t help much. The air stank of decay and rot that probably came from the dark stains on the walls that I didn’t want to know the origin was from but had a pretty good idea to what it was.
I shivered as I gave the ropes another hard tug. I knew it was in vain, but I couldn’t give up, even as the binds started to eat away at my skin from all the pulling. I couldn’t give up. I said to myself again, but I sighed and looked around the confined space again before deciding to sit down and rest for a bit and gather my thoughts. To think of a plan to get out of this. The mattress I sat on was the only comfort in the cell, but it smelled really bad and had similar stains on it as the walls, but it was at least something between me and the cold stone floor. I sat thinking. Hugging my knees to my chest as I rested my head on my knees. I knew that the others would be looking for me by now, but I was afraid of how long it was going to take them to find me.
I jumped in fright as a key turned in the lock of my metal cell door and I bolted to my feet. A gasp escaped my lungs as I stared with wide fearful eyes at the largest werewolf, I have only seen a few times before. If I were to stand next to him, my head wouldn’t even be level with his chest.
My heart raced as he smiled sadistically down at me and run his tongue over his canines that were extended even in human form. “YOU stay away from me.” I screamed as he stepped closer, and my panic only seems to delight him as he adjusted his belt on his shaggy pants which was all that he was wearing. Scars danced across his naked chest from the flickering flame of the torch in the corner of the room as he came closer and there was no more room for me to back into as my back was already pressed against the cold wet wall.
He grabbed for me so quick that I didn’t have time to react, and I found myself pressed between his hard chest and the stone wall with my feet hanging in the air when he lifted me off the ground when he grabbed me. “He was right, you really are a pretty little thing and depending on how tight you are… I might just keep you.”
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Amber, a young witch was about to become part of a war. It is up to a small group of werewolves, vampires and magicals to try and save everyone but then a mysterious girl appeared out of nowhere.
Could this girl be their savior or her death?

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