The Lost Werewolf's Mate

Waking up in the Dungeon

Morning came, and slowly the she-wolf came out of her unconscious state. As she blinked, her eyes opened, and the first thing she noticed was a dim light and what seemed to be a small but comfortable room. As she tried to move, she realized someone tied her to the bed, and she could not free herself.

“What is this? Who caught me? Where am I?” She thought to herself.

Panic set in as she looked around the room, taking in the room's sterile, almost hospital-like feel. She tugged at the restraints, hoping to break free, but it was useless.

Despite the relative comfort of her environment, she couldn’t shake the feeling of fear that clung to her. The events before she ran into the woods were still a blur in her memory. She couldn’t help but wonder what horrors awaited her now. She was confused and scared.

“Don’t be afraid,” a voice whispered in her mind.

It surprised her to hear a voice in her head, but somehow, it was familiar. “Who is there?” she asked.

“I’m your wolf,” the voice replied.

The she-wolf was confused. “My what?”

“Yes, your wolf. Every werewolf has a wolf inside of them. I’m yours,” the voice explained.

The she-wolf tried to remember what she knew about being a werewolf, but she couldn’t remember anything. “I don’t understand,” she said.

The voice in her head (her wolf) continued, “We -werewolves- are not just one thing or the other. We are both human and wolf, and our souls are intertwined.”

The she-wolf listened attentively, intrigued by the wolf’s words.

“The wolf soul joins the human soul on their 18th birthday when they usually shift for the first time.”

The wolf paused for a moment as if gathering her thoughts.

“The human side and the wolf's side each have their strengths and weaknesses, but together they make us whole.”

The she-wolf smiled to herself, feeling a sense of connection with her wolf. “So, it’s not just about being a human or a wolf, but about embracing both sides of ourselves.”

The wolf continued. “I know it must be confusing. I am sure we’ll remember everything in time.” the Wolf said confidently.

The she-wolf felt a connection to the wolf, and she trusted her naturally. “Okay,” she said. “Thank you for being here.”

“You don’t have to thank me. It’s my job to protect you. That’s what I’m here for,” the wolf said.

The she-wolf smiled, feeling grateful to have her wolf with her. She might not remember who she was, but she knew she had a solid connection to her wolf, which was enough for now. Together, they would figure everything out and get through whatever came their way.

Time passed slowly in the cell, and the she-wolf spent most of it wondering if she would ever be released or if she was doomed to spend the rest of her life in captivity. She heard muffled footsteps outside the door and froze, holding her breath.

As the door to the cell creaked open, the she-wolf turned her head and saw the silhouette of a figure walking in. She heard a soft voice, “Hello, I am Doctor Cassandra, and I will take care of you.”

The she-wolf perked up at the sound of the voice, and she felt a sense of comfort that she couldn’t quite explain.

Dr. Cassandra nodded sympathetically. “I understand that you’ve been through a traumatic experience. Our patrollers found you in terrible shape. It looked like you had been running away from someone, maybe?”

The she-wolf looked at Dr. Cassandra with confusion. “I don’t know what happened. I remember running, falling and then waking up here just a little while ago,” she said. “I remember nothing more than that.”

Dr. Cassandra replied, “It’s OK dear. We’re going to take good care of you here. If that's okay with you, I will start with a physical examination.”

The she-wolf nodded, and Dr. Cassandra began the examination.

She noticed something unusual as she checked the she-wolf’s pulse and blood pressure. “Your pulse is a bit high,” she said. “Do you feel anxious?”

The she-wolf nodded. “Yes, I feel scared. I don’t know what’s going on.”

Dr. Cassandra smiled reassuringly. “That’s understandable. You’ve just woken up in an unknown environment. But I want you to know that you’re safe here. We’re going to do everything we can to help you.”

After the examination, Dr. Cassandra sat back down and looked at the she-wolf. “I will ask you a few questions if that’s okay. It might help us figure out what happened to you.”

The she-wolf nodded, and Dr. Cassandra asked her about her life before the attack.

“Do you remember where you were living?” Dr. Cassandra asked.

The she-wolf shook her head. “No, I remember nothing before waking up in the woods.”

Dr. Cassandra nodded. “Okay. Do you remember your name?”

The she-wolf hesitated. “No, I don’t.”

Dr. Cassandra continued. “Do you remember your wolf’s name? And have you talked with her?”

The she-wolf excitedly replied, “I don’t remember her name, but she talked to me. She explained that we are werewolves. She thinks I’ll remember when it’s time to remember.”

“That’s interesting,” replied Dr. Cassandra, and she took a note. She continued questioning, “Do you remember anything about the pack you belonged to?”

The she-wolf shook her head again. “No, I’m sorry. I don’t.”

Dr. Cassandra leaned forward. “That’s okay. It’s normal to feel confused and disoriented after what you’ve been through. But I want you to know that we’re here to help you. You’re not alone in this.”

The she-wolf looked at Dr. Cassandra with a small smile. “Thank you,” she said. “I appreciate it.”

Dr. Cassandra nodded. “Of course. Now, let’s get you settled in a room, and we’ll continue to monitor your progress. We’ll take good care of you, I promise.”

As Dr. Cassandra finished her examination, she stood up, smoothing out her white lab coat. She looked at the she-wolf and said, “Rest now. I will be back to check on you soon. You are safe here, and we will do everything we can to help you remember who you are.”

The she-wolf watched the doctor leave, feeling a sense of sadness and longing. She wanted to ask the doctor if she knew anything about her past or if she had any clues about how she ended up there. But before she could say anything, the doctor was gone.

Dr. Cassandra sat in her office, pulled out a blank paper sheet, and began writing. She jotted down notes about the patient’s vitals, blood work, and physical exam. She knew that she needed to learn more about the patient’s background and medical history, but at this point, she was still in the dark.

One thing that struck her was the she-wolf’s eyes, such a deep blue, reminiscent of a Blue Moon.

As she wrote, she heard a knock on her door and saw Thomas standing before her. “Gamma,” she said, standing up to greet him. “What can I do for you?”

“I was just wondering if there were any updates on the patient in the dungeon,” the Gamma replied. “Alpha Gabriel is back, and he requested an update on the situation.”

Dr. Cassandra paused for a moment, considering what she could say. She prided herself on her work ethic and ensuring her patients' confidentiality. But the Gamma had a right to know. “I can tell you she’s stable,” she said finally. “She, unfortunately, doesn’t remember much.” Dr. Cassandra paused, “she says that she doesn’t know what happened. She remembers running, falling and then waking up in our dungeons. She remembers nothing more than that. But she could mind link with her wolf, although she didn’t remember either of their names.”

The Gamma nodded, his expression unreadable. “I understand,” he said. “I hope you’ll keep us updated as you learn more.”

“Of course,” Dr. Cassandra said. “I’ll do everything I can to help this patient recover.”

The Gamma nodded again and turned to leave. Dr. Cassandra watched him go.

Thomas left the doctor’s office, deep in thought. As he walked down the hallway, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of protectiveness toward her, even though he had never met her before. Thomas knew he had to talk to his wolf, Night, to make sense of his conflicting emotions.

“Night, what do you make of all this?” Thomas asked through their mind link.

Night was equally confused. “I don’t know, Thomas. It’s strange. We’re supposed to be enemies of rogues, but I feel we need to protect her. It’s like an instinct.”

Thomas nodded in agreement. “I know what you mean. But we can’t ignore our loyalty to our pack, and we can’t take risks with unknown rogues.”

Night growled softly in frustration. “But she’s not like other rogues. Something about her is different, Thomas. We can’t just leave her in the dungeon without knowing more.”

Thomas sighed heavily. He had to consider the safety of his pack, but he couldn’t ignore his gut feeling about the rogue female. “Let’s talk to Gabriel.”

The answer satisfied Night, and the two fell into a comfortable silence as they returned to the pack house to meet with the rest of the leadership team.

As Thomas walked through the village, he couldn’t help but notice the curious glances from pack members. News of the rogue female had spread quickly through the pack, despite the gamma’s efforts to keep it under wraps.

As he walked back to the pack house, lost in thought, memories of his past flooded his mind. He remembered the day he and Alpha Gabriel met, their friendship growing stronger with each passing day. They had been through so much together, and now Thomas was the Gamma of the pack. His role had shifted, and he was now one of the most trusted members of the pack.

But with that trust came great responsibility. As the protector of the pack’s Luna, Thomas knew it was his job to keep her safe, to protect her with everything he had. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of longing and loss for their Luna, who was yet to come. He knew he would feel a powerful pull towards her, that his wolf would be drawn to her like a magnet.

Thomas looked up at the sky, almost wanting to reach out to the Moon Goddess. “I wish I could find her,” he whispered to himself and the Moon Goddess.