The Witch's Apprentice

Chapter Four

Chapter 4: Escape

“Move you filthy human! Useless creep, be thankful that the alpha is in the mood to keep all the slaves alive, better do your job, stop being a slowpoke and get out my way!” One of the pack member exclaimed at me as I mop the hallway in the fifth floor, damn this ugly mutts. Sahara will definitely kill me if she saw me again, I’ve been cursing a lot since I came here, these brain-hare mutts is really getting on my nerves but I need to stay good and calm as I serve them if I still wanted to live a long life.

It’s been eight months since I came here and none of them is worthy of power that they have. They are really good warriors as I seen them train in the field. I’ve learned from other slaves that they are one of the ferocious packs that didn’t sign the treaty with the council to unite all the species in this world. Unfortunately, it’s not as bad as the story that I’ve read from Sahara’s library but still, not all species in here are ready for that change and unity.

There are 28 slaves in this pack, half of us were humans, 11 omegas from smaller packs and 3 hybrids. We keep ourselves safe and treat each other’s wound if they feel like beating the s**t of us. I stay quite as possible to prevent them from picking at me. I’m small and keeping my distance is a good choice if I want to stay alive in this place.

The only thing that can make me flinched is when the unmated warriors use the omegas as s*x slaves whenever they are in heat, I almost cry as I watched them violate these poor ladies in front of me. 1 of them is just the same age as me and seeing her cry as they take her is breaking my heart. It was the most painful sight, I can take it if they s***h me but seeing something like that is another story, I once tried to fight back but I ended up in the dungeon for a week with no food and water as they give me 20 paddle on my back and legs a day.

I dunno how I survive but I never tried to fight back after that. They don’t use humans as s*x toys because for them, humans were the lowest creature and they won’t stoop down in that level to have s*x with us, but they do treat us as their punching bag. They even reject it when their mate was a human because for them, it was an abomination. It was awful here, I’ve been wishing that Sahara will rescue me soon.

"Niah, are you okay?" Shen asks me as she carry a load full of basket in the laundry area. Shen is an old lady in her 50's, she's a human and been staying here for almost 2 decades making me pity her, she's a good person, she tends to our bruises whenever we are done with our punishments, or being a punching bag.

"I'm good Shen, you don't have to worry about me" I smiled at her, all of them looks at me with pity saying that I'm too young to be a slave and I'm small. If only they knew that I am an inspiring witch, no one must know, apparently this pack hated the witch community and they kill any witch they encounter without a second thought.

I finish my duty and walk towards the dungeon where they kept us for punishments to tend on Kiro's wounds, he fight back with one of the warrior when they are picking on Thelma, another human in her 20's. 

I carefully remove the dirty gauze in his arm making him flinched in his sleep. He's a good man, he was once a warrior in his previous pack but it has been wiped out by this pack 5 months ago, he's the sole survivor of their pack. I finish tending his wounds as fast as I can when I hear cheering outside, it seems that the Alpha has come back from hauling human slaves and wiping out smaller packs who doesn't want to be under them. I could hear muffle cries as I try to peak on the people tied in the training ground.

Most of them are she-wolves but what caught my interest is the girl I think is a year older than me dressed in dirty mickey mouse shirt, brown skinny jeans and a sneakers! Oh my moon goddess! She's from another world, I mean not this world! I have this urged to hug her and save her, she wouldn't last a week in this place! I was just lucky that Sahara trained my body! 

I have to do something and make her escape this hellish pack! I started to form a strategy in my head as I remember the times I sneak out in the back forest to gather some herbs to tend our wounds. There are times that the patrols are not that tight especially tonight, there will be a feast to celebrate the return of the Alpha, tonight will be the best chance for our escape.

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It's already midnight and the party is already dying out, most of the warriors have already fallen asleep from all the booze that they consumed. I made my way to the dungeon where the newly captive slaves where kept, I tried to tell it to others but they were too afraid to come with me.

I sneaked in to the sleeping guards and haste my way to the most corner part of the dungeon. I scanned the dim place for her, she's there curled in a ball while leaning in the metal bars.

"Hey, are you alright?" I whispered as she gaze at me.