Why Are You Here?
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I awoke with a start when I heard the young kitchen worker's soft voice say "Ma'am it’s time to eat" I struggled to open my eyes and sit up blinking quickly to clear my eyes. She finally came into focus. My body was sore but healing slowly. She kneeled down to the floor outside my cell and slid an oval shaped ball of tin foil through my cell bars and smiled nodding her head. The other guard Adam was on shift he was always impartial barely taking notice to anything. You have her the food let’s go he demanded holding his hand out for her. he helped her up and walked out of the room. I crawled over to what I assumed was a half a loaf of bread and took it back to my mat. It was heavier than normal and a lot heavier at that. Unwrapping the food I saw what she prepared. A steak and sliced potatoes hidden between two very thinly sliced pieces of bread and steak knife the handle mostly broken to fit inbetween the slices of bread. My guess was that so the guards did not realize that there was more in the wrapped up bun then just bread.
Smiling to myself the goddess has blessed me with a chance. I used the knife and wedged it beneath my skin and the ring. Wiggling it until the sharp edge was against the area I needed to break I twisted and moved the knife back and forth until finally the material finally started giving way. When it was almost broken I took a deep breath and twisted it as hard and fast as I could. The ring broke but it also dislocated my finger and I stifled a groan at the pain. The ring fell into my lap. I grasped my finger and snapped it back into place as quickly as I could. I picked the broken ring up and wrapped it in tinfoil out lining the inside and outside making it look like the ring was still intact. Covered in tin foil it no longer poisoned me or burned my skin. I then placed it back on my finger and hid the knife under my mat. I quickly ate the food she brought so the guards did not see that it was more than just bread.
I smiled knowing this was a start. I am one step closer to my freedom. I just needed to regain some of my strength. I laid back on my mat and stared at the ceiling. Just a few more days, I thought. A Few more days in this prison and I will somehow break free. The light started to fade and the emergency lights that came on at night flicked on. Keys rattled in the door. I sat up and looked at the door waiting to see who it was. Caleb entered slowly before looking around and shutting the door behind him. He stood by the door looking at me for a while before he opened his mouth to speak "I am sorry ma'am, My momma raised me better than to call a woman trash" he said his voice soft. A small smile crept to the corner of my lips as I looked at this young man just a little younger than myself. "It’s okay Caleb, I understand why you did it." I said adjusting myself on the small mat wincing with pain a little bit.
"To be honest Caleb, you probably saved my life, I am too weak to heal these days." I sighed my breathing a little labored. "Years of silver and wolfsbane poisoning has had my wolf silent the past two years; she barely has enough strength to heal me now." I said, turning my head to look at him. A look of disgust passed through his eyes before he could mask it again. He remained silent just watching me then he opened his mouth "I..I don't understand" He said, leaning against my bars. I didn't move, just watched him. I waited for him to speak again when he remained silent. I questioned him my voice calm and soft "You don't understand what?" "Why are you here?" he asked, grabbing a bar and leaning his weight on it. "This prison is made for the worst of the worst. Rogues and killers, We have been told you are a Farrell rogue and a ruthless one at that, that you would cut a guard down if we got too close to the cell. No guards will take your watch willingly" he continued looking at me. But I have watched you for the last year. They beat you and you don't scream, You don't even flinch. They starve you and you dont complain of hunger or thirst. Instead each time you get up clean yourself up and remain silent. you do not fight back. A dangerous farrell rogue would attack not take what you have with silence" he said his eyes searching my face for the truth.
I took a deep breath, my mind processing what he just said. I could tell he was a good man. One that is observant. I thought about ignoring him and letting his questions go unanswered. After all, he is a guard over my prison cell. But there's a kindness about Caleb. He reminded me of Rodger, my father’s Beta, a noble and kind man not like my father at all so I decided Caleb deserves to know what kind of man his so-called alpha really is. I let my breath out slowly and steadily. "I am not a rogue, I am not farrell though I don't mind being called that if it keeps people away and I get to be left alone. But no...at this point I am nothing but a prisoner in my own life" I said looking at him. Sympathy crossed his face. “My name is Scarlett O'Brian and I am the daughter of Alpha Roman and Lena of the silver fang pack" I took a small breath of air as the pain in my rib sharpened.
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