One year later
After a year of torture, pain, hunger, and despair, they removed the shackles from my wrists and the collar because they saw that my wolf never come on the surface while they were torturing me. They were confident that I completely lost my wolf.
I was always hungry and my body was full of bruises from the torture. There were severe wounds also but who cared, I was used to that situation.
I don't even have contact with other inmates. All the inmates were warned not to make any contact with me, otherwise, they would be severely punished. My cell neighbour once tried to share his dry bread with me, but Jake saw the crumbs on the ground. And he asked where I got them. He punched me in the stomach and kicked me until I passed out, I didn't say anything. It was painful, but how could I say that the other prisoner shared his own bread with me, how could I have made him in trouble.
He punished us all with a week's lack of food. 'If I ever see one of you to help or talk that bastard, I will whip all of you no matter you helped or not to him.' This kept the other inmates away from me. No one was talking or helping anymore.
2 years later
I was here for almost 2 years. Every day I was lying on the ground and suffering. During that time my torture continued. No one talked to me except Jake (aka my tormentor, the guard). His conversation to me was only about the variety of torture. During these years he and also me had learned what was more painful for me. He likes to whip me. This is the most painful thing, he continues until I blackout.
I do not want to live anymore. I do not have anybody or anything in this world that would miss me. I do not have any goal to live. I was praying to Moon Goddess to take my life.
That day, as always, Jake was torturing me. I put my head in my hands, trying to avoid the painful blows of the whip. I didn't want to be humiliated anymore, so I suppressed my screams by pressing my teeth against my lips.
Suddenly, the iron door of the dungeon was opened, and the Beta stepped into. Jake stopped whipping me and bowed his head to show his respect. Beta Steve was snorting at me and asked him who am I. Jake answered without highering his head. 'The bastard that we brought from Blue Moon Pack.' "Well, clean him up and bring him to my office tomorrow morning". Then he turned on his heels and went.
The silence was so deep that anyone could hear a pin drop. He pushed me into my cell. 'Stay there and wait for me'. Jake got out of the dungeon and left me with my thoughts.
I was surprised but not sure if that was a good thing. My wolf had already abandoned me. I was only descended from the alpha bloodline. I don't own anything else. Why was he wanting to see me? I was very confused and worried.
It was the first time I would be allowed out of this dungeon after 2 years. A few hours later Jake came back. "Come here bastard, show your wrists". I was shaking but I couldn't help it. I don't want to show him that I'm afraid of him, but I was afraid. And this time it was different for me. Normally he would act harshly to me. Jake had always treated me like I am shit. But he just put the silver cuff on my wrist and pushed me to walk. I tried not to fall down and stared at the iron gate entrance. "Don't get the stupid idea that you can run away from me," Jake snarled. I lowered my head and forced myself to walk. As I walked up the stairs, I smelled the fresh air, as if my hopes had been renewed. As if this is going to be a new chapter of my life.