The Blessed Luna's Saviors

Chapter 2

~Reagan

"Happy birthday" Amethyst whispered to me. I only knew how old I was based on my wolf, who despite our circumstances had never left me. I was twenty one years old and for fifteen long years I had been at the mercy of Janice and her pack. The older I got the more torture I received, I hadn't been able to remove my blindfold since I was fourteen and I was used as an example of what would happen if the other prisoners stepped out of line. I was given doses of silver and wolfsbane, on a daily basis as I knew Janice wanted to suppress my wolf. What she didn't know was that the drugs didn't affect my wolf, though she kept her self masked and hidden, only healing me enough so I wouldn't die, though at this point death would be welcomed. My wolf was my only friend and continuously told me to hold on and I listened to her, she was the only thing that kept me going.

I was lying on my extremely think mattress that provided no comfort but took away a small amount of chill that crept up from the ground. Amethyst and I would take turns sleeping to heal the mind and body, but one of us always listening to our surroundings, at least this way we'd know when we were about to be beat. We had made the mistake of both falling asleep one night and I was awoke by being dragged by my hair before a bucket of ice water was dumped on my head. Ashley had been angry that day because she had caught one of the warriors she had been sleeping with, with another wolf, who happened to be his mate. She didn't care and took offense to the thought that he wasn't willing to reject his mate for her, despite the fact that she didn't plan on taking him as her chosen mate. I was beaten severely that day, and since then both Amethyst and I promised to take turns to keep watch so we could prepare ourselves. My only solace for the beatings was I was never sexually assaulted, I had heard Ashley and Janice arguing about it one day, but Janice had insisted that I must always remain pure, or they wouldn't be able to get the money for me that they wanted. I knew from listening to the guards that after the death of Wilfred, Janice and Ashley were blowing through all kinds of money. I knew that the money they used was the money meant for me, the warrior had taken some of the money, but overall Janice had kept most of it, buying me from the warrior. The extra cash funded Janice and Ashley's lavish lifestyles.

I also knew that Janice and Ashley would soon turn to the pack money, if Ashley couldn't find a suitable mate, who could fund her lifestyle. I knew from my eavesdropping that they were inviting all kinds of Alpha's to the pack in hopes that one would take Ashley as their mate. Ashley had met her mate, but he was a low ranking warrior, someone she and her mother didn't deem worthy of her, so she had immediately rejected him. I knew this because I was tortured for hours that day as Ashley took all of her anger out on me. If I didn't have Amethyst I would have certainly died that day. Ashley was dumb enough to think she hadn't hurt me that bad, when Janice saw the state I was in, but despite that, I still wasn't provided medical attention.

"We must have done something right finally to get dungeon duty", One of the guards, who smelt like pine needles said to another guard, who smelt like pine needles and dirt. I had never smelt these wolves before, so they must be new.

"I know, it stinks down here, it always amazes me that it takes guys six to eight months to be able to come down to the cells. Guard duty is usually the easier job, unless there's a new prisoner, and it's one of the first jobs young or new warriors get. I'd really rather watch the prisoners than be on patrol. Ashley won't take the hint that I'm not willing to hook up with her, despite her constantly trying. I'd never do that to my mate, you know I've been saving myself for her despite how lame that sounds." The other guard replied, with a touch of disgust in his voice from the thought of sleeping with Ashley.

"I know man, me too, it's not lame, I want my mate to be my first everything. Remember that day she asked if we'd be up for a threesome... No offense, you're my brother, but I don't want to see you naked any more than I have too. Unless of course we share a mate, which we both know is a possibility and I'm ok with that." The first guard said, and it dawned on me that they smelt similar because they were brothers.

"Agreed. But we have to be careful, she's a bit unhinged. She's so spoiled she's going to make a terrible Alpha." The two guards continued chatting about Ashley and their mutual disrespect for her.

"We've been here for a while now and our mates or mate isn't in this pack and I'm willing to move on soon, if you are. I won't go without you."

"Yes, let's reach out to a couple of the other Alpha's in the area and see if they'd be willing to take us."

"Deal." The two men became silent and I smiled softly to myself as I listened to them chat, they reminded me my pack and I willed myself not to cry. I did my best not to think about my life before coming here. Amethyst promised I'd see my parents again and this isn't what they wanted for me, when they sent me here. I trusted my wolf and knew that if my parents knew the treatment I was receiving they would have come to my rescue by now, but of course, the plan was no contact until the threat against me had been neutralized.

"We should feed the prisoners", one of the guards said and the other agreed. I could hear them preparing the meager portions of food I was used to eating.

"There's only one prisoner right now, but there's a note that she's not to have a tray." I could hear the brothers walking towards my cell. I took a deep breath, and steeled myself. Despite these guys sounding nice, I knew not to take anything for granted. I crawled towards the cell doors and stopped where I was required and remained on my knees, my head bowed. If I didn't show respect I would get my food taken away, along with a beating. I wasn't allowed a tray for fear I'd use it as a weapon, plus, the tray kept the food clean, and heaven forbid I eat clean food.

I could hear the guards approach and I heard one of them take a sharp breath as he took in my appearance. I figured it was due to my state, I hadn't been allowed to bath or become clean since I had arrived, so my hair had years of dirt, grime, blood and sweat in it. I knew I must stink, and was likely a fright to see, I knew I often scared prisoners. The guards gently pushed my food towards me and I could sense pity from them. I refrained from touching the food until they walked away, and once they had left I ate what I was given. I drank the small amount of water I was given and placed the tiny cup I was allowed outside the cell as I was taught.

"What do you think she's in here for? I've never seen a prisoner in that state before... If her crime was that bad shouldn't they just kill her?" One of the guards asked the other. I made my way back to my mattress, and pulled my knees up to my chest. I was usually left alone after meals, but unfortunately my luck seemed to run out. I smelt Ashley before I heard her and I groaned.

"Hi boys." She said in what she must have thought was a seductive voice.

"Alpha Ashley." The boys greeted her respectfully, thought I could hear a bit of the disdain in their voices as they said it. Something Ashley wouldn't pick up on though.

"I need a stress relief, and figured you'd like one too..." She practically purred to the men, though her voice sounded more like nails on a chalkboard. "Oh relax, I'm not talking s*x, though I wouldn't say no." She said, as she began walking towards my cell.

"I'm talking about her." As she entered my cell, dragging me out, and chaining me to the middle of the torture cell. She quickly injected me with silver and wolfsbane that would temporarily suppress Amethyst, we had so much in our system is started to affect my wolf. What a great birthday present to me, not that Ashley knew it was my birthday or my torture would have been way worse.

"You boys can take a turn when I'm done, if you want. I won't be long, I have a date." She said, as she cracked a whip down my back. I kept my mouth shut and refused to make a sound. I was told I wasn't allowed to cry, because half the fun was trying to get me to c***k. She proceeded to whip me with a silver and wolfsbane laced whip while I hung from the wall.

"What is her crime?" One of the guards asked.

"Crime? Oh this is just some b***h my mom was forced to take in, for her protection, or some s**t like that. But clearly, she's nothing special." Ashley said, not even caring she admitted to torturing a innocent person, something that was punishable by death if the Council were to find out. Ashley whipped me another ten times, before she dropped the whip, punching me square in the face. I could feel my nose break and the blindfold push into a wound on a cut on my nose, the two guards had remained silent the entire time.

"Clean this up and put her back in her cell. No treatment. I have a date..." She said, before she walked out of the dungeons.

"Jesus, we have to help her." One of the guards said as I filtered in and out of consciousness, the beating hadn't been the worst, but I wasn't fully recovered from the previous one, and it was getting harder to remain awake.

"But how?" Was the last thing I heard before darkness fully took over.