Ten Years (The Alpha and Her)

Prologue

Ten years.

Ten long excruciating years since Ember had left her small pack behind for the beautiful city of Paris.

Ten years of her being locked in a cold wet cell with barren walls and small single window which allowed light to penetrate the otherwise dark and dreadful room.

Ember’s once bright sapphire eyes, now a dull lifeless blue, stared up at the small rectangle window, mesmerized by the moon’s glow, allowing her to forget the arching of her thin body. The moon’s glow illuminating the woman’s figure as she laid in the middle of the cell on the cement ground, her eyes never drifting from the window. Her once fiery red hair with bouncy curls, now a matted black mess, her original hair color no longer evident. Fresh bruises layered fading ones, the black and blue marks covered her sickly pale skin. Her dress was a ragged cloth which hid her tight skin. Skin which stuck to her bones due to the years of starvation. The guards only providing enough food and water for her to survive the next day.

“Little Red, Little Red, let me in…” a deep voice sang echoing in the empty cell, not even bothering for an answer as the owner of the voice opened the thick steel door.

Ember did not look away from the window, to an outsider it would appear that she was not bothered but her own body betrayed her as it instantly trembled. The man drew closer, staring at her body with a glint in his dirt brown eyes. A smirk played on his chapped lips as he drew closer, his rough hands unbuckling his belt with each step.

The cell door slammed shut, muffling the cries and screams. Ember long since forgotten how to plead, her begging falling on deaf ears. Only the image of a tiny infant with bright red hair filled her mind.