Alessia's POV
I have been in here for what I would assume has been up to a day. It could have been longer, but with no window to tell the time of the day, I wasn't sure.
Yet no one has visited me in the cell I'm being kept in except the guards. They just drop a plate of food through the hole and then walk away, ignoring every one of my questions.
My leg has fully healed now- took it long enough- and I can finally start thinking of a way to get out of this mess. First, I just have to find a way out of this cell that has about a thousand guards lined up outside. Easy peasy.
With a defeated sigh, I curl up on the single bed in the cell- the only piece of item it has. My arms wrap around myself as I rock back and forth.
If I miraculously found a way out of here, where would I even go? I couldn't go back home. I can't bear to see my Mom still lying on those cold tiles.
Tears run down my cheeks, blurring my vision of the stone walls in front of me. My Mom was the only person I had in my life. She had been the center of my world and now, she was gone.
I will never get to hear her sweet voice. I won't get to see her smile directed at me or her nod of approval whenever I did something that made her proud. I will never get to taste her special lasagna. Without her, what was even the use of living?
No, I can't have thoughts like that.
I sit up and wipe away the tears that just keep on falling. My Mom would hit me over the head with a pan if she could see my miserable, defeated self.
I need something to keep me going.
'Mate,' Zuri whimpers.
I knew about mates from the little that my mom told me about werewolves but it wasn't a lot.
The idea of there being one person made especially for you seems almost surreal to me. I never imagined that I would find mine. That fact that I never met any other wolf had just made it next to impossible.
Yet, here he was. My Mate. The person that I was meant to spend my life with and also the person that has thrown me in this cell.
'Mate,' Zuri whimpers again, and I roll my eyes heavenward.
She didn't care that our mate could have us killed at any moment. All she wants to do is cuddle and run alongside his wolf.
Hate to break it to her but I doubt that will ever happen.
Pushing thoughts of my mate out of my head, I struggle to focus on other things. Namely, who those people were, and why they were after me and my mother?
It was obvious that they had been carrying out the orders of someone. So the question was who wants me dead? And why?
I need answers. Answers that I won't get if I stay locked up here.
The sound of the clanking of keys pulls my attention to the door. One of the men from the previous day currently has a bundle of keys in his hand which he uses to unlock the door.
"Follow me," he says in a dry tone as he opens the door and starts walking away without another glance in my direction.
Left with no other choice, I lift from the bed and follow him out of the room. I'm momentarily blinded by the lights that shine into my eyes when we finally leave the dark tunnels leading to the cells.
When I open my eyes, he's now a few paces ahead of me.
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