Running
1079 Words
Luna’s POV
I look at the door to my cell, hanging open.
They think I'm too weak to move. Well, I should be. Cassian had made them experiment on me since the night of the rejection.
I've Lost track of time.
I've being termed an anomaly. A few more times, the strange power within me had come forth. Powers I don't understand.
I try to stand to my feet but I'm too weak to. I can barely feel my legs. But, no!
I can't remain here. I'd die before this kind of opportunity arises again. So I drag myself to the open door and lift myself with it.
It's hard standing on my feet but I manage it.
Using the walls of the cell, I help myself out of the cell.
The further I get away from the cell, the more strength begins to sip into me. Maybe it's just adrenaline but I suddenly don't need the wall to walk anymore.
It's not until I reach the woods without obstruction that I hear the sound of bells and shouts.
They know.
Run!
A voice yells in my head and I run into the woods.
The word pulse in my mind like a drumbeat, echoing with every desperate thud of my heart. My lungs burn. My legs scream. But I don't stop. I can't.
Branches whipped against my face as I sprint through the dense forest, barefoot and bloodied. Behind me, the sound of snapping twigs and the thunder of paws chase me like ghosts. Cassian’s wolves are relentless.
They’d kept me caged for months—forgotten, broken, silenced. But tonight... tonight, the moon goddess has saved me. And for the first time in what feels like forever, I am free.
A silver s***h of moonlight break through the clouds above, lighting the forest in light. It makes my pale skin glow like snow, I'm in the open.
I veer off the main path, ducking under low branches and leaping over fallen logs. Every heartbeat brings me closer to the edge of collapse, but I can't let them catch me. Not again.
Never again.
"You can’t run forever, little wolf!" a voice howls behind me—one of Cassian’s enforcers. Caine, maybe. Or Marius. They all blur together in my nightmares.
My legs falter, knees buckling for a second, but I shove myself back up with a snarl. It is at this moment I wish I can feel my wolf, connect to her and be filled with whatever strength she gives. But no, I'm powerless and weak.
I need distance. Just a little more...
I break through the treeline into a small glade. The same one I had dreamed about when I was locked in that hellhole of a cell. A place wrapped in moonlight and power. A place that called to something deep in my bones.
My body collapses and I fall on my knees as soon as I reach the center, pain wracking through my bones.
The wolves chasing burst into the clearing. I count twenty but I'm sure they're more. They surround me, each having glee or fear in their eyes.
They suddenly part way for the one I fear the most. The one that I was bonded to and he rejected me. The one I see his face every single day of my capture with a grin on his face as his wolves cut into my skin and extract my blood for goddess knows what.
He steps into the clearing, moonlight illuminating his frame. I was so foolish. So foolish for begging and groveling at his feet.
He walks towards me and crunches before me.
"Who knew you still had strength in you." He chuckles as he stares into my eyes. "After those nights of butchering you, I actually thought I had broken you. But you still have strength in you."
He stands and turns towards his wolves, pointing at me. "She's still full of strength!" He laughs out loud and they laugh with him causing me to wonder how suck they all are.
Cassian's eyes suddenly snap to mine as his face contorts into something dark. "Enough running, little wolf. It's time to go home." He says as he turns his back at me.
"Tie her up." His wolves move in on me and the fear me escalates.
No, I can't go back.
I won't go back.
"I can't go back." I say and he stops. I don't even recognize nice my voice from lack of use.
Cassian spins at me as he crouches low so he's at eye contact with me. "What did you say?"
I look him in the eyes and the fear in me, the pain, it all turns into one thing. Rage.
"I won't go." The moment the words leave my lips, I feel it—energy, raw and wild—buzzing beneath my skin. It surges through me like a tide, building higher and higher until I can't contain it anymore.
My skin glows and so does my hair, dark brown turning white. I'm pretty sure my eyes aren't my normal too cause I see something I find pleasure in.
I see the fear in Cassian's eyes as he tries to get away from me. I smile at this and I feel the energy buildup reach its peak.
And then—
BOOM.
The light explodes from me.
It is pure moonfire—white and silver, beautiful and violent. It lights the night like night and sends a shockwave through the trees. I don't scream. I don't cry. I just let go.
The power that has slept inside me for so long finally breaks free.
The sounds of the wolves around me, screaming in pain haunts me but I don't stop until it's done.
I finally collapse forward, panting, shaking from the force of it. I don't hear the sounds of the wolves chasing me anymore. I don't need to look to know what has become of them.
I am more than a prisoner now. More than a castaway mate.
I am something else.
Something blessed.
My fingertips dig into the earth as I try to hold myself from collapsing but I know it's futile. I can already feel myself slipping.
And then I feel it.
A presence.
Someone closer.
My head turns slowly and weakly to the left as the scent hit
me.
Pine. Smoke. Storms.
A scent that wraps around my senses like silk as I slip into unconsciousness.
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