Chapter Three.
Callista Point of view.
Life as a slave in the Duskfire pack.
We arrived at Alpha Jasper kingdom, the Duskfire pack, A pack that was 1,000 kilometers away from my pack Crescent moon. Duskfire pack was surrounded by heavy warriors. Chains were tied around my hands and tied together with other unfortunate slaves like me that were sold.
We were made to assemble in preparation to meet the Alpha of Duskfire pack. Alpha Jasper came out a man in his mid twenty. He looks so dangerously handsome and scary. I watched as he stood still coldly without speaking a word. The next word he said threw me off balance.
" Put them in the dungeon". He said with a cold demeanor.
"OMG, I was taken aback, I thought we will be made to work like slaves. I never imagined I would get to live in a dungeon of all places.
I recalled stories of how prisoners were kept in the dungeon and were not allowed to see day light. Made to stay without food nor water. I was terrified.
" Do not give them food or water for three days, after three days bring them out, anyone who survives will get to work with me". He said with a cold demeanor.
"I don't need weakling as my servants". He growls in warning.
I was speechless, how can someone be this cruel? What does starving werewolf slaves have to do with strength and ability to work.
I closed my eyes tightly as I tried to grasp the cruel fate life has bestowed on me. If only my mom was alive. She died and left me in this world to suffer. What did I do to deserve this? I clenched my fists as I remembered that this evil was done to me by people whom I am to call my family. My dad, step mom, and sister betrayed me and sold me for a piece of change. Tears welled up in my eyes.
We followed the warriors as they took us to our place of settlement, the dungeon. Leading us into a dark and scary building. We were made to go in one after the other as the gate was small and unable to accomodate more than one person.
A day after been thrown in the dungeon. I was tired and weak. As I slumped helplessly on the floor unable to breathe properly. I felt a tap at my back, I was frightened "who is it, what do you want from me". It was the voice of a lady, " my name is Elena,I am from the thundering wolves pack. It is a neighboring pack to the Duskfire pack. Who are you?".
" I am Callista Rodriguez,". I said my voice was shaking.
" Don't be afraid I brought a few pieces of bread we could eat for the night".
My eyes widened. How did you get it, I said.
" I heard lot of tales about the ruthless Alpha Jasper and how he buys slave for a sum of money torture them with a taste of survival for three days". She said, I am terribly scared as Alpha Jasper happened to be the most ruthless Alpha ever known.
" We will need this to survive". She said, handing me a half piece of bread.
I breathe a sigh of relief. I really don't know what to say or do. I had been so mistreated by my step mom and her daughter. I felt a sense of warmth flushed through my body.
" Thank you Elena, nice to meet you". I said and collected the piece of bread. It felt so tasty and yummy in my mouth. I was glad for the past few years I had continuously been fed with cold and leftover food by my step mom in my own father's house. I remembered reporting but I was shunned by my dad who dared me never to mention it to him again.
I laid my head to rest as the place was so dark we couldn't know the difference between day and night. We stayed there for three consecutive days.
Welcomed by a ray of light as it flows through the building almost blinded my eyes together with a loud sound of command from the warriors. The dungeon gates were opened widely.
" Get out, the last to come out will be killed". I struggled with Elena as we tried to find our way away from the dungeon to avoid being killed. Though weak and tired.
We were invited with a gunshot that sent cold shivers down my spine. Blood gushing down the whole place and a lifeless body falling helplessly on the ground.
" I bet you don't need another scapegoat, hurry and find your way to the courtyard".
We kept matching forward with the little strength in us as we assembled before the Alpha.
" Congratulations on passing the first challenge, you have been promoted to the rank of slaves to Alpha Jasper of Duskfire pack". His beta addressed us.
The head of the maid took us in and showed us our place of residence. A small building with mats which we were met to sleep on.
" Here, in a Duskfire pack you don't get to eat more than once a day". She said.
" You either eat in the morning or at night, but you should be extremely diligent and hardworking when you are here at all times.
My face churned with anxiety. We all nod our head in agreement to the cruel treatment and cold feet of maltreatment. After that she split us into two. We were now 10 in number as one died from the gunshot and two died due to intense hunger.
"Both of you are to work with Alpha Jasper as his personal servants". "You have to wake up by 5:30am before Alpha Jasper and ensure everything is in order before he wakes up". " He doesn't condone a minute late at your duty". She said, showing us to our room slightly opposite the king's quarter, Elena and I.
" Of all places, why does it have to be to serve Alpha Jasper? I looked at Elena and she looked at me with her worried face and showing a feeling of trepidation. We both hold our hands tightly and find our way into our assigned room.