LUNAR ACADEMY

CHAPTER 4

I'm back in the dark room. There is no sound except for my soft puffs of breath. I feel something solid supporting my weight, like a chair and I realize I'm sitting down. I try to move my limbs and a loud cry escape my lips as the silver I'm restrained with sends a jolt of pain throughout my entire body.

Tears slide down my face. I thought I was out of here. I thought I escaped. I can't believe everything was a dream. I refuse to believe it. I reach out blindly to my wolf, seeking comfort, anything in the darkness but I come up empty.

My wolf is not here!

I lash out again, jerking my body outwards. The pain is blinding and take over for a minute but this time I'm ready for it. I still cry out but I welcome it almost blissfully. Pain is better than this absolute darkness.

I don't know how much time pass, just sitting here with tears streaming down my face. I hear loud clapping of hands accompany approaching footsteps. The clap enthusiastic, like it is applauding it's favorite performance.

It's sick and twisted."

"Well done, Mon Amour. You are doing great. Everything is almost set. It will be soon."

That voice! I try to shield my body away from it but it just laughs at my pathetic attempt. I jerk my body again, preferring to listen to my own roar of pain as the silver restraints bit down into my skin. The voice laughs again and it echoes, the sound sinister and sardonic. I know the voice so well already. It never fails to send chills down my spine. I have never seen the face of the twisted monster the voice belong to but it haunts my nightmares.

The pain I'm in is so intense and I can feel the edges of my consciousness slipping away. I welcome it and just before I fade to abyss, I see a silver wolf, howling as though in pain. It notices me looking and turns it's head to look at me. I notice striking green eyes staring back at me just before everything turns black.