ah'

h my head as I slowly awakened, trying to take in th

, to examine the gloomy room. I felt the color drain from my face as I looked it over; dark, dirt crusted walls, and cobwebs loomed all over. An

l I could remember was getting dragged off and bundled into a

nd then I realized something; there was no window, only unevenly poked holes in the the corner of the

walls for any loose ends, my eyes landed on a metal tray. From where I

row

e tray. My stomach rumbled, but I knew it was out of fear and not hunger. At that momen

small opening. As heavy the the piece of wood was, I managed to lift it up. Hope surged

ng faster when I saw a wooden door at the end of the

thed in deeply, drawing myself back and charging

ll down my cheeks from the im

th hands. "Somebody help me! Anybody, please I'm trapped i

ning and I struggled, peeking through the tiny hole to ch

ounger. I had beaten Barbara up for snatching the only neckpiece my mom left me. Father had taken me to the woods and tied me to a tree

er had said. If I had no wolf inside of me, the hungry wolves would eat me up. I was twelve and way too young for the test. I was terrified to death, fear and anxiety gripping my whole

here I was, why I here, or what awai

," I begged, hoping the change of request and my weak

where was

ough me, I stamped my feet on the

anger. "I'm innocent and you kno

me. I wiped the tears dropping down my eyes to my chest with the hem of my dress, trying to face the reality that I'd been kidnapped a

e my birth, but I didn't think he would go through all this trouble of having me kidnapped. I mean, I've stayed twenty one years under his r

my father? Maybe ask for a ransom? The though was almost laughable. I prayed that whoever it was realize soon that this whole thing was a waste of time and resources, as Father wouldn't give a shit a

night and we discussed for a while. She had somehow managed to convince me to attend the moon festival even when I h

m him and my step sister, or just so I could be free from my father's terror on me. I mean why would she do t

arks especially not from me. She had always been good to me. Blaming my absurd th

y I had disobeyed nanny just this once. Father didn't care about my presence

stick with my decision for once? I would've bee

ut, please. I have done nothing wrong, whoever you ar

. If I can't even be of use to myself or

le

om me for God's sake? Hav

indication that a

me sore. I was slowly losing my voice. I pushed my damp hair out of my face and wiped my forehead. As I was ab

o or die affair for me now. I knocked again, this time heavier,

ng that was left in me. "Help me

l make you wish you were dead!" A brash voice

t was coming from a man. "I'm innocent, I

eeper, just like a wolfman. I felt the hairs on my back rise. I was kidnapped by wolves

n, I knew I was doomed, I was done for a