What have I gotten myself into?
I’ve been in the compound for a few days now, and I hate it. Being here all alone with my thoughts, is horrible.
It’s almost as if time froze.
Sacha’s still mad at me and won't talk to me. I can barely get a grunt out of her.
It’s my own fault though. I said some pretty hurtful things to her. I seriously messed up.
With having so much time to be with my own thoughts, I keep asking myself the same questions over and over again.
Why did I let myself fall in love with Lucas so deeply?
Why have I put myself through so much torment?
Am I that desperate and lonely?
That starved to be loved and taken care of, that I created this illusion that he alone could be the one to make me feel worthy?
Slow but steady footsteps are heard echoing through the grim halfway leading up to my cell. The metallic clink of the key rattling before being inserted to unlock the door gives me shivers.
What’s going to happen to me? Am I going to be executed for putting Sienna and Lucas into harm's way?
I overheard, a few days ago,I think, some of the warriors guarding the compound say that he was also hurt by Sienna’s mother.
I regret opening my god damn mouth so badly! I should have listened to Sacha when she warned me.
‘It’s about time you did” She finally voices out.
‘Sacha!’ I exclaim. ‘What should I do? What are they going to do to me?!’ I croaked, my breathing became labored with the fear of not knowing if I will survive this night.
Crawling in the furthest corner of the cell, I wrap my arms around my legs. As if this would even protect me in the slightest against our warriors.
I lower my head into my arms, too scared to see who just walked in.
With each step this person makes, the closer he becomes, and the harder my heart thunders against my chest.
‘Sacha… I’m scared…’
“Lana.” I hear an all too familiar voice call out.
‘Is...Is that who I think it is?!’ Sacha whispered, unsure of herself.
‘I’m not sure. Why would he be here? He hates me! And most likely more now with what I’ve done to his mate.’
His shadow covers the entirety of my body. I’m still too scared to even make an attempt at looking up at him. I’m so ashamed of what I’ve done. Of the person I’ve become.
“Lana. Look at me.” Lucas says in a dry tone.
I shake my head from left to right. I don’t want to see the resentment in his eyes.
I hear him let out a deep sigh.
“Lana, lift your head up. Now.” He commands.
Unable to refuse him any longer, I slowly lift my head.
He’s crouched down in front of me, his arms resting on his thighs, fingers interlocked with each other. A passive expression clouding is usually bright and smiling face.
He really hates me now.
“Do you know why you have been kept here?” He asks, tilting his head to the side, eyes boring into mine, making me look back down.
“Yes, I do,” I gulped.
He must be here to punish me himself for everything I’ve put Sienna through.
He untangles his hands and lifts one of them upward, making me flinch.
“You thought I was going to hit you?” He asked in surprise.
“Aren't you? After everything I’ve done, don’t you want revenge for your mate’s sake?” I wailed, letting out all my fear out into the cascading tears rolling down my cheeks.
“As much as I would like to make you pay for putting Sienna in danger, that’s not what I’m here to do. And you have her to thank for that.” He says, shocking me.
“I know what happened to you, Lana. In Westmount Pack '' He says, his eyes softening at the mention of my disgusting past, making my heart race and my breathing accelerate again.
“What?!” I shrieked, looking up at him with so much terror.
I don’t want anyone to know. I didn’t want anyone to know!! How did he even find out?!
“Nothing happened to me in Westmount Pack. Nothing.” I snapped, panic rising from my chest and onto my cheeks as if it was a blazing fire.
“Something did happen. On your sixteenth birthday. Mike investigated and we found out he was recently gloating to some outsider about what he’s done to you. We know what happened to you, Lana.” He said, pity covering his entire face.
Shaking my head again, I try to deny it.
“Lana. Does no one know what happened that night? Are your parents aware? Any of your friends?” He questioned.
“No, no one knows because nothing happened!!” I screamed out.
With a deep sigh, Lucas sits down on the cold floor in front of me.
“His name is Blake Peterson. You met him when you were thirteen on a family vacation. You spent a lot of time with him during your visits. Your cousin, Jeremy, tried to get you to stop seeing him, but you wouldn’t listen. On your sixteenth birthday, you had your first shift, and you confirmed that he was your mate. He… He’s done something horrible to you. Something no one ever deserves to go through.”
“Stop! You're lying! It didn’t happen!” I argued, trying my best not to lose my salinity.
“Lana, I can even imagine how horrible it must have been. And to have been hiding it from everyone for all these years. Why didn't you talk to someone about it? Why didn’t you seek out some help?”
I can’t take it anymore…
“Because who would want a dirty, used, rejected she-wolf, ugh!?! Who would?! He should have just killed me that night! It would have been less painful than this... this pain! I can’t take it anymore. Make it stop! Please, make the pain stop.” I howled in agony, falling flat on the floor, gasping for air with each sob coming out of my mouth.
Two strong arms are suddenly wrapped around my frigid body.
“I’m so sorry this happened to you, Lana. You don’t deserve this. No one does. I will make sure he pays and that you get the help you so clearly need. Sienna was right. You don’t need to be punished, but need to be treated.”
I hold on to him as if my life depended on it. I suppose in this moment, it did.