SWNOVELS Chapter 58
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Chapter 58
Ry’s Point of View.
The sound of hustling and bustling outside of the room made me open my eyes. I frowned as I looked around the room where I and Hanna were held captive. The room is dark and I don’t have a wolf yet to see in the darkness. I glanced down at Hanna. She was sleeping right beside me after crying for the umpteenth time telling me how much she misses mummy.
I lightly brushed her hair aside. She was getting weaker and I could feel it. I feel everything which she feels either if it is happiness or sadness. We share each other’s emotions. I remember one time when I went with Aries and his Beta to hike in the mountains leaving her and mummy in the pack.
We
got stuck there because of bad weather and mummy wasn’t able to reach out to us. The network died due to constant rain and I was able to tell Hanna that I was safe. It is the special bond we shared when we were in mummy’s womb. That is what mummy told us.
“Hanna!” I called lightly to her as I tried to wake her. Her brows knitted but she didn’t wake up. I touched her forehead and she was burning. I immediately jumped out of the bed running to the door and banging on it with my small fist.
Mummy always told me to look after her. And I can feel she is not feeling well right now. She was always the weak among both of us and needed special care, that is why Mummy never separated Hanna from her.
“My sister is having a fever, anyb*dy there please look at her,” I yelled out to the men who kept us in this room.
The room reeked, a chilling atmosphere surrounding us. Tucked away in one corner was a meagre bed and a handful of simple wooden toys-our only companions in this desolate space.
For a trip to the toilet, we had to request an escort, but venturing out in the night was something I loathed. The guards were weary, and any delay would earn me a growl of impatience, especially if we stumbled on my way back to the room.
Night after night, Hanna’s so bs echoed through the darkness, a haunting melody of her yearning for our mother. This has become a regular occurrence in the recent days. Frustrated, I pounded on the metal door, the metallic clang reverberating in the stifling
air.
After a series of forceful knocks, a lanky man opened it, his appearance dishevelled, resembling someone roused from a deep slumber. Strangely, he lacked the distinct
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scent that mummy had once explained werewolves possessed. The absence of that unique scent hinted that this man might be human…
“What did I tell you, young master, about not making any noise at night?” he yelled, his voice filled with annoyance. However, his outburst failed to faze me. I had a gut feeling they weren’t here to harm us. Ignoring his scolding, I hurried back to where my sister lay, pointing my small finger at her in distress.
“She’s not waking up. I’ve called her many times, and she’s got a fever. You need to see what’s wrong with her,” I urged, my worry etched across my face.
“What!” That was enough to jolt him out of his slumber, and he rushed over to where I stood. Without hesitation, he pushed me aside to get a clear look at my sister, fear etching his features. His hand reached for her forehead, and a curse escaped his l*ps. Fear gripped me; I had no idea when our mother would find us.
With urgency, he scooped up my sister, darting out of the room. I tried to follow, but he locked the door before I could catch up.
“Where are you taking her?” I shouted, my fists pounding on the unforgiving metal door. This time, there was no reply, leaving me alone in the cold, dim room.
Sinking back onto the bed, I drew my knees in close. Regret gnawed at me, a relentless reminder that I shouldn’t have insisted on mummy taking us to Uncle Aiden’s pack or stopping in front of that cafe. If only I hadn’t been so bossy about it, Hanna wouldn’t be in this dire condition.
For the first time, tears welled up in my eyes. I had been trying to maintain a brave. front for mummy and Hanna, but now, alone in this room, fear consumed me. The night noises became ominous, and sleep eluded me until the first light of dawn. The chirping of birds offered some solace, drowning out the haunting hoots of owls that had plagued the night.
The door creaked open, and I could hear hushed voices as it unlocked. The same skinny man returned, accompanied by a smaller, pudgy one. Though I could hear most. of their conversation, I feigned disinterest.
“Pack only the necessary items. We have to hurry,” the skinny one ordered, prompting the fat one to gather the few wooden toys strewn about. The other one lifted the bed, preparing to leave. Before exiting, he turned to sneer at me.
“Where are you taking me? Where’s my sister?” I demanded.
“If you want to know about your sister, it’s better to keep your mouth shut and come with us,” Je rry, the skinny one, yelled, attempting to intimidate me. As usual, I refused to be swayed. The fat one chuckled, finding amusement in Jer ry’s failed tactics.
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“It wouldn’t work on him, Jer ry. He’s an Alpha King’s son, alright. Let’s pack and hurry out of here,” the fat man remarked from outside, his voice carrying as he loaded the bed into the back of a van.
Little did they realise that not a single one of them bothered to wear masks or conceal their faces. This time, I wasn’t blindfolded. I committed their faces and voices to memory, vowing to carry them with me for years to come. It was a promise to myself – a promise of eventual retribution. One day, I’d get my revenge.
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