Octavia POV
I watched as she drew near me, holding out the dagger in her hand, and with every step she took, I felt my death, drawing near me, but heck! I’m not scared, I’ve been through alot here already, so death isn’t supposed to freak me out, right? This is what I want anyways, but I wish I can see my parents one more time, before she take my life, I wish she take me to go see them, I would gladly submit myself to her afterwards.
She finally got to me, and I watched, as she raised the dagger in the air, ready to stab me, but slowly, her image faded away, as my eyes snapped opened, and that was when it dawned on me that it was all a dream.
The cold floor welcomed me, and I shivered. I tried moving my body, but it was all numb, so I laid back again.
Tears dropped from my eyes, as I stared into space, wondering when this whole shits will be over, I wonder how long I will continue suffering like this, I wonder if I’ll ever get out of this, I wonder why I’m still alive, even after all the tortures, not many werewolves can survive the tortures, so how come I’m still alive?
The sound of the footsteps, drawing closer from outside the prison, jolted me back to reality, but I didn’t bother moving from my spot, neither did I raised my head to check who it was. After a few minutes, I heard the clinking of metals, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me that they were trying to open the door.
Seconds ticked, as I awaited them to come in, and do whatever they want to do with me, but I snapped my head up, when I heard a loud thud on the floor, as I was welcomed with the least expected person, mother!
“Mother?” I whispered, with tears sliding down my cheeks, as I gathered all my strength, ignoring the pains that came tearing my whole body apart, and sat up.
“Octavia dear.” She called, with a smile on her face, as pool of tears came streaming down her cheeks. She crawled up to me, and pulled me in her arms, while I hugged her back tightly, ignoring the excruciating pains, that kept trying to stop me. The pain didn’t matter no more, what matters is that my mother is here, hugging me in her warm arms.
“I’m sorry mother.” I cried on her shoulders painfully. I brought all of these on them, I should be facing this all alone, they shouldn’t have gotten involved, I caused all of these, and I should take responsibility, right?
“Shhhhhhh! Don’t cry dear, everything will be fine.” She hushed, as she stroked my hair, while her other hand kept patting my back. This is exactly what I’ve so wanted for weaks now, this is the comfort I needed all these while, and now that I finally have it, I feel my hope a little alive.
Looking around, I found out that someone was missing, father! Where’s he? Too many things came running through my mind, as fear gripped me. Could it be that they killed him? Oh no! It can’t be.
“Where’s father?” I asked with a trail of fear and curiosity in my voice, as I pulled away, and stared at mother questioningly, praying silently that she don’t release a shocking news to me. They can’t kill father, not because of me please, I’ll feel miserable for the rest of my life, if that ever happens.
“He’s fine, you father is doing fine, you have nothing to worry.” She nodded with a weak smile.
As much as I want to believe her, I still couldn’t help it, but get worried. The fact that I haven’t seen him, makes me super worried. What if mother is lying to me? What if he’s not ok like she said? What if something bad had happened to him? I won’t be able to take it.
“Are you sure mother? Why is he not here with you?” I asked, not convinced enough.
“He’s with the laborers.” She said, and turned her face away, as a drop of tears came streaming down her eyes.
The whole world stopped working for a while, as I processed what she just said, father is made to be doing hard labor? Tears strolled down my cheeks, as I stared into space. How much more pains do we have to go through? How much more pains do we have to suffer? What could be worse than this? Alpha Khalid is really a monster, he’s heartless. How could he make my poor looking father, suffer this much? If he want to punish me, why not me alone? Why does he have to involve my parents? It’s high time this rubbish stop, its high time I put a stop to this whole thing.
“Mother, let me take you out of here…, I’ll bear the consequences alone, I’ll go through all these pains alone.” I said, as I held her hands, with tears sliding down my cheeks.
“No Octavia, you’ll do no such thing. Alpha Khalid is going to come after us, and trust me, our chances of survival would be very slim by then. In this situation, running away, is as good as committing suicide. Don’t think of that, I believe things will get better, with time. We just have to be patient, and wait for what future has in store for us.” She cupped my cheeks in her hands, and gave me a weak smile.
“That’s what I’m talking about mother…, for how long? For how long do we have to wait? For how long will we keep suffering this much? Look at you mom, you look all dirty and disorganized, you look so weak and pale, you’ve lost so much weight, and look so sick, for how long do you want this to continue? Even if death is what fate has in store for us, this torture we’re going through now, is worse than death.” I whispered, shaking my head, as more tears found their ways out of my eyes.
“We’ll find a way around this dear, don’t panick.” She whispered, before bringing out something from under her tattered clothes.
Taking a closer look at it, I found out that it was a book, not just any book, but the one I saw under her pillow. What’s she doing with that?