Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 42

"I said no, Octavia."

"Excuse me, sir, what was it that you just called me a few moments ago?" I smile sweetly toward the guard who had been standing off to the side, trying his best to not eavesdrop our conversation.

"Luna. You're our Luna." He says wearily, not sure if that was the answer I was looking for.

"Thank you." I smile and give him a small nod, before turning back to Ajax. "Did you hear that big boy?" I ask teasingly with a wicked smile on my face. "I am Luna and also have Alpha blood running through my veins. I'm coming along with you and there isn't anything you can do to stop me."

I turn swiftly and ask the guard, I believe his name was Joseph but I didn't want to call him that, and it not be his name. So to save myself the embarrassment I referred to him respectfully as "sir".

He began leading me out of the gym and towards the cells where they had kept prisoners. Cipher showed me the entrance a while back but I had never been inside of it. There was really no need.

Ajax fell into step beside me as the guard led the way. I could tell he was annoyed with my stubbornness and how I insisted on coming but I simply didn't care. This involves the safety of the pack and as Luna I believe that I should get a say in situations like these.

It was dark and musty as we descend down the stairs. I gripped the railing, hardly being able to see where to place my foot next. Once we got to the bottom there was a window in the ceiling allowing natural light to shine in the center of the large room that held multiple cells. The walls were a crumbling red brick and the steel bars seemed a bit rusted but still sturdy.

There were a few guards littered throughout the room and one in specific caught my attention. He was standing in front of a cell door, a hard expression on his face as he simply stared straight ahead. She must be in that cell.

"Alpha, Luna." The guard said breaking his state to bow his head respectfully. Ajax gave him a simple nod before gesturing to open the door.

I squint my eyes trying to get them to adjust to the darkness of the room. There was a figure, curled up into the corner of the cell. Her shivers had made me realize how cool it was down here. I was still sweaty and probably a bit smelly but I couldn't help but shiver as well. The thought of being trapped here with no warmth or food made me feel sick.

Ajax stepped into the cell and I followed behind him closely, not wanting to miss anything he or she said.

"What's your name?" Ajax asks, his arms crossed across his chest and a blank expression on his face. It was almost as if he were bored.

I look over at the girl, my eyes had adjusted to the darkness allowing me to see her better. Her brown hair fell lifelessly around her shoulders and covered her face. She was wearing a torn up and dirty dress that I'm sure would've been beautiful, when clean.