Delmar.
The prison went unusually quiet, The chatting and the howling of guards are always obvious to the ears but this time it went eerily quiet all of the sudden.
Right from the day l came here, l have always wondered if l was the only one in this entire prison but some days I can't decipher it as the voices are entirely many, the squeaky sounds from the mice depleting my feet are rather an awful punishment, reasons l would lean against the wall to have my sleep rather than lay on the ground and have these mouse and rat feed on my ears.
Where could they have gone? Even if it was time for their dinner they would always eat here praising the name of King Mannix and his royal family, why does it feel like a graveyard all of the sudden, did something happen at the Packhouse?
I wonder if they found that fellow, he ran away like he saw a ghost, how can someone like him even think of running at that moment?
I was born under this Pack and there is no day my father won't praise the unlimited riches and wealth that our land possesses so there is no way they would run out of guards to look for that fellow.
I let out a slight sigh and curled up to my stomach, it freezing cold, why am l even thinking about him, it's not my place to, l shouldn't be having such thoughts about royalty, even though I'm genuinely worried if he is alright which l bet he is, I'm not supposed to have other in my head.
My heart quivered breathlessly at the footsteps that approached my direction calmly, did they send someone to kill me? No, they don't have to go through the stress of having someone kill me in secret, l am nothing, l don't own such importance, we are only needed to start and end a generation, our blood and soul are what they want.
I closed my eyes tightly trying not to make it my business, but a frost smell of lavender appeased my nose the closer the footstep approached my direction a couple of scents of citrus just like the one earlier when they took that bag off my face, that was the first scent that clasped my nose, his scents, could it be that?
I drafted my eyes to the side as the lavender scent was stronger than before, it was him! What is he doing here? My body freezes in motion, why did he come here, was it because he was coming? Is that why everybody had to excuse him? What does it feel like to be him? How does it feel to have everyone obey him and him walking by like the God that he is, someone like me can never belong to the royalty category even in my next life.
My eyes titled with him as he walked away, is he a fool? Where is he going? He just got here, what am l saying? What is he doing? "I whimpered vaguely, thinking erratically.
I struggled to sit up at the sound of the key that clenched to unlock, my body feel so numb and my toes were so chilly, he actually went to get the key, did he forget it when he came or something, what a strange person, how can he walk into a deserted place like this.
"Hi, you don't need to be afraid, l just want to talk to you, "He grumbled in a voice deeper than the deepest ocean which had me at ease, but l am not afraid of him where was he getting that from, even earlier l wasn't afraid to be his sacrifice or maybe l don't know how to be afraid of him.
I resisted his touch. Is he drunk or something? How can he touch someone as dirty as me? l declined respectfully which had my heart thumping unusually. Maybe l did the wrong thing, but he kept pushing my heart rate as he asked for my name. Why would he need my name? Even when l told him he still went ahead to tell me that he doesn't have enough time, why is he telling me? How can a son of a great Lycan King ask me to call him by his name, even if my destiny weren't meant for death, I won't still seek such death.
Moments ago l thought l was going to die for him now he wants to save me instead, why would he do something like that, this is the first time stepping out of my father's house, and then l'm locked up here, today was the firstt time to see as many people like that in my entire life, how can he want me to live in his private harbour, what does he want me to do there? Does he want to devour me before he sacrifices me?
"Delmar, l don't know if you feel what l feel or you are putting up this character on purpose but let me make it clear to you, look at me, l said look at me when I'm talking to you," my eyes widened sorrowfully at the dominating sonorous tone that caused goosebumps on my skin, l whimpered languidly as he howled firmly that l belong to him, what is happening, my heart fluttered at every word he said, my stomach tingles like l had butterflies dancing inside of me but it too real to be my reality, I think l might be dreaming at this point, l thought about him earlier, and it's my first time thinking about someone in that manner, it might just be the effect from the warmth of his hands draping my neck.
My father had strangled my neck to end me once and it is similar to this pain, but he couldn't because he was going to make money out of me, so he said, so him squeezing my neck like this won't make me accept to go with his plans. Why would he want to do that for me? Is he seeking death to rescue me? This is going to get him into trouble, l won't allow him to do that, what will people say about him? I don't think he is reasoning in the right direction, what will happen to me when he is done with me? He might probably sell me to another, at that time l will no longer be suited for sacrifice and l will still die at the end, so l rather choose a dignified death but that was futile as he said his last words like a command like l don't have a choice, at the moment the door clicked open once again and a dead body was thrown to the ground.
"My name is Audrey, don't say a word and do as l say, l will take you out of here," He whispered unfastening the chains on my wrist.