Mirabelle's POV
Mirabelle's POV
My gaze scans the room, my brain still unable to comprehend what my eyes are seeing. Every rumor about Takishini Pack seems like a fairytale compared to what is in front of me. Even with my head pounding, I can still discern all that's not right here. I've had forty-eight hours since we were captured, forty eight hours of contemplating why I didn't drag Camilla out of this territory when I had the chance.
Alpha Hayden seems to have a liking for Camilla, he's been in and out of the room just to stare at her and distress her. When I won't get up after being captured, Camilla was across the room, watching me with teary eyes. However, the tears didn't fall, not even when the woman that has been coming here to bring us food slapped her a few times. The only reaction she has given was to me, Alpha Hayden smacked me across the face yesterday because I couldn't keep my smartass remarks to myself. Only then did Camilla make a sound, flashing me an unapologetic look like she has been since we got here. She blames herself for our situation but honestly, I blame Adrian for everything. It's all his fault, it is his fault I had to watch my best friend get tortured. Camilla didn't make a sound through it all, she can't seem to care about whatever Alpha Hayden or anyone does to her.
Alpha Hayden and his men have been discussing what they plan on doing with us, currently the option of beheading us seems to be winning first place in their fucked up brains. There's one girl sitting in a cell on the left side of Camilla, a man has been coming in, dragging them by the hair across the floor out of the room and returning them battered after a short while. Some come back unconscious and if so, they're tossed on the concrete floor without a care.
Luna Charity, Alpha Hayden's significant other, has been in the room twice today. It seems she's taken to one of the girls, she came to nag her and torture her in the absence of her husband. The girl seems to be one of Alpha Hayden's favorite toys and it disgusts me to imagine the things he does to her. This morning he took her when most were asleep and when she returned, she was a crying mess.
Nonetheless, this is the first time that luna charity has noticed Camilla and my existence and I must say, every second is torturous. I can't understand how she's okay with all this insanity her husband gets up to. I've concluded she's beautiful with the brain cells of a cockroach when the light is turned on.
I thought I knew for a fact that no woman would tolerate this behavior from her mate, no one would stay with a man that treats women like rag dolls, but I stand corrected. Everything about Luna Charity is making me question solidarity with women, especially now that she's bugging Camilla. There is a code of ethics to everything, even among criminals, it exists but here all codes are unethical, unruly and hell bound.
“I still can't believe it's you, Alpha Adrian's luna.” Charity giggles, her head leaning more towards Camilla.
Camilla's retort to her addressing her as luna is instant and clear, “Shut the fuck up.” she spits bitterly, her voice filled with annoyance.
Luna Charity has been staring at Camilla with a bewildered expression, trying to see something that she can't find. Camilla's reaction to being addressed as Adrian's Luna is unmistakable detest. Being called his luna used to make her blush hard, so hard but now it's the opposite. Being called his luna seems to provoke a violent reaction, I'm certain Charity would catch those hands if Camilla wasn't restrained by chains right now.
Charity snorts at Camilla's response, her gaze shifting to me. “Is she always this disrespectful to her superiors?”
Superiors?
I don't respond to charity, I simply ignore her but if I were to respond it would be a solid no, Camilla is respectful to everyone, regardless of the status they hold or age.
“I don't appreciate The disrespect I'm getting from you, girly, not at all.” Luna Charity tsks, trying to get a reaction out of Camilla but she gives her none. “I hope he kills you soon, if I could, I would kill you right now.”
Camilla rolls her eyes, I see it as a "do it." dare but Luna Charity is unable to pick up on it. She kicks Camilla's foot, Cami mouths something in annoyance that I can't quite make out from where I am but it makes Charity upset, so upset that she grabs her head and bangs it against the wall she's leaning her head against.
“No, stop!” I yell, struggling with my chains as I watch Charity bang Camilla's head against the wall. Camilla doesn't give her a reaction, her gaze shifts to something across the room and she coughs, blood splattering from her mouth as she does.
“Goddamn it Charity,” I warn, my hands wriggling with the chains. Charity stops, leaving Camilla's head to hit the wall once again. My gaze remains on Camilla, watching her emotionless face as Charity walks to me. The sound of her heels clicking irritating every bone in my body.
“That's Luna to you, pretty girl.” she roars, her hands tossing her hair over her shoulder as she walks away. Attempting to make a catwalk exit with the model figure the gods blessed her with but her effort goes noticed and she falls flat on her face. Laughter echoes in the room, even though I'm unable to hold back from laughing. I never thought I'd be laughing in such a situation as that I've got myself in.
Charity rises, her hands dusting her now stained dress as everyone laughs at her clumsy accident. I hear someone say it's worth it to have been locked up four years just so he can see her fall on her face at least twice a day. I don't think she meant that, but I do understand it gives her joy to see her captor in distress.
The laughter only dies out when Alpha Hayden walks in, three men are with him as he does his king walk inside the room. “What is going on here?” he howls in a warning tone.
Luna Charity frowns, her foot stomping the floor. “They're laughing at me bae.”
Bae? Gross, I cringe at the use of that pet name.
“Hmm, looks like everyone needs to learn their manners here. Team teach them a lesson,” he says, snapping his fingers. The man beside him rolls his eyes, whispering something to him and he raises his hands, suddenly everyone that had picked up torture weapons drops them, and returns to their guarding posts.
“I'll check on lunch.” Luna Charity sneers, walking out.
My gaze drifts back to Alpha Hayden, whatever he plans on doing to us, I pray he does it now. I don't care if he kills me, but that would be a bummer, I haven't had the chance of meeting my mate just yet. I would like a glimpse of him before my last breath.
Alpha Hayden nods towards Camilla and the man next to him follows his gaze to her. Camilla matches his gaze, nearly forgetting to blink as they stare each other down. The tension between them could be cut with a knife, it scares me that he's staring at her but he's looking at her in an obscure manner, his intentions are nowhere near dirty and that gives me some relief.
“Who is that?” I whisper to the girl next to me, she runs her tongue over her lips lazily and whispers "Beta," to me.
Oh, so this is Hayden's Beta, I know I should not be checking out my captors but Beta looks handsome compared to Alpha Hayden. They're both good looking but his Beta is a head turner without a doubt.
“Alpha, I like this one.” someone says, when my gaze follows the person speaking, it lands on one of the men he came with. His lips stretch into a grin, “Mmm, can I have some fun with her?” he asks, blowing me a kiss that sends my mind into a Panic.
“Knock yourself out.” Alpha Hayden waves him off, tossing him some keys.
The man walks to me, his hands tugging at the chains on my feet. It takes me a moment to react, when I do his hands are unlocking the chains on my wrists. I kick at him in an attempt to stop him but it doesn't work, he lands a slap across my face that makes me let out a loud wail.
“No, leave me alone!” I scream as his hands pull me up from the floor in a swift motion.
“Simon,” Beta warns, his gaze shifting from Camilla to me. “Let her go, she doesn't want to.”
“Ugh!” Alpha Hayden whines, his head falling back in dramatic distress. “You favor these little whores too much, if you give them freedom they walk all over you just like that little slut of yours.”
I gulp, my throat raw and arm painful from where Simon, as I've learned his name is clasping me. I have no doubt under different circumstances, I would beat the shit out of this asshole but with all the drugs riding in my veins, I don't stand a chance with him.
Alpha looks towards Camilla before looking back at me, “Simon, let her go. I think I'll spend some time with Adrian's little sister before I kill her.” he says, his feet striding closer to Camilla but pausing within arms length, his nose wrinkling when he's close to her. “I was going to fuck you pretty thing but your cunt reek of him but you,” he grins, his gaze settling on me. “You don't reek of Alpha cock–yet.”
I shake my head, my feet stumbling back in Simon's hold. With a single thrust, I land at Alpha Hayden's feet but out of instinct, I stumble backwards, near where Camilla sits in awe.
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