Luna Clara's Revenge

A Mangled Union- Clara

Clara

The cell is cold and damp. Why am I being punished for sensing my mate? What was that pain that I felt in my arm? There’s zero chance that this contraption has anything to do with contraception.

“Mist, are you back yet?” I asked my wolf desperately hoping for a response. It’s been hours and my headache is finally going away, but I still feel weak and panicky not being able to communicate with her.

“Yes, but I’m weak. We were poisoned. Wolfs bane…”

WHAT?! There’s no way. How? I sat thinking through the events that took place in the SUV. The antsy feeling of anticipation as I started feeling my mate was followed by the desperation to get to him, then the pain shooting through my body. But where did it come from? Could it have been the remote? That’s not a thing, right? What type of transformer bullshit is that? My father isn’t smart enough to have executed that type of torture…. is he?

I hear the door open and three warriors come in. They tie a blindfold around my eyes and lift me off the floor. I started kicking and screaming. From the sound and feel of it, I was able to make contact with one of their jaws. I only felt two pairs of arms on me after that. Good, one down, two to go. Just then, the pain returned to my arm and…. darkness.

I woke up feeling cold and wet. I was no longer blindfolded, but there was duck tape over my mouth. Was that snow? Why am I on the ground? I looked around, seeing the outline of trees and shrubs. It must be midnight, judging by the depth of darkness surrounding me. There is something else, something strange about my vision and the way the forest and sky look tonight… it’s almost like there’s an interruption to the scenery. Wait…. there is. Lines are standing between trees and stars. I blinked, trying to make out what could be wrong. I leaned forward and my head made contact with what must be… no, there’s no way… BARS. I’m in a f*****g cage. Panic flows over my body. “Mist, Mist, why are we in a cage, what’s going on?” No answer. She’s still too weak. I heard footsteps and slumped my body up against the bars to still myself. Who put me in this f*****g cage?

“The wolfs bane will wear off soon. When it does, she will wake up and her wolf will gain strength. As it gains strength, that i***t will feel it and come looking for his mate. When he does, we will be waiting.”

“Surely he won’t come alone. We are risking our warriors. Couldn’t you use their union to your advantage as an alliance?” A familiar voice…. Gamma Benjamin! Oh yes, please… let me go to my mate!

“No, we will ambush their warriors and I will take over the pack. I don’t want an alliance, I want dominance! My father yells.

“Yes, Alpha.”

I feel the cage move some and hear more footsteps.

“Beta!” my father yelled.

“Yes Alpha?” Beta Jeremy replied. Oh, how I hate him. For years he has taken every chance he could to beat me. I saw him attempt to bed my mother one night and had told my father about it. My father whipped Jeremy in front of the entire pack as a reminder that no one was to touch his females. He knew I was the one who told and enjoyed taking it out on me.

“Take this,” he said, shoving the remote in his hand. “If she tries to escape, press this button.”

“Yes, Alpha.” I heard him say. No questions? Not, what does that do? Awesome. So, he’s in on it.

What the hell am I going to do? If my mate feels me, he will come to me! But if he comes to me, he will die. No doubt I will then be freely used as an ‘enticement’ for the pack Alpha. My mate must be a warrior if others would follow him to find his mate. Maybe they will be strong enough to defeat my father's army. A battle means casualties though, and how could I live with myself if my freedom and happiness meant grief and heartache for others? Finding my mate may mean others lose theirs. How could I look anyone from my new pack in the eye if that were the case? I need a plan. I need to escape. If I got to their territory, my father wouldn’t dare follow. That would be a full invasion and the council wouldn’t stand for it. I need time. I feel Mist getting stronger. I can feel her now. But if I can feel her… so can he… “Sorry, Mist.”

I sat up and looked Beta Jeremy straight in the eyes. He glares at me. I notice something by my feet in the snow and look down at it. A key? Oh crap! He sees it too. But who put it there? Beta Jeremy flips the cage with one hand, sending me spiraling as he grabs the key.

“Alpha!” he yells.

“Shut the hell up, Beta!” My father says as he approaches.

“Look.” Beta Jeremy hands the key to my father. A vein appears on his forehead and he walks away.

“That should distract him for a bit, you little bitch.” Beta Jeremy says, coming closer to the now upside-down cage. At least the solid bottom is supplying me with a roof of sorts from the falling snow. Mist is getting stronger and I panic, knowing that only pain and grief lie ahead if I don’t do something.

“How do those whip marks feel?” I say with a smile plastered across my face.

Beta Jeremy’s face turns to stone and I see him raise his hand. I foolishly shield my face as if his hand is going to magically transfer through the metal cage. That’s when the pain starts, and once again…. Darkness.