Chapter 12: SLEEPING LANDIS

**Ellen Evans
**

"There's a lady here!" Somebody yelled the moment he came into the prison area where my cell was. I wondered where the man who always guarded my cell was.

"Try to break her free," another said coming into my view.

Have they come to take me to my trial?

Was the time already right?

Was it morning or was it night now I pondered as I knew that I could be very silly and confused at times?

"Who are you?" I asked them. The first man to enter began to unlock the padlocks to my cell with out bothering to give me an answer.

Where did he get the keys? He must have stolen the key from the prison guard.

I watched them.

Was I being abducted?

They did not seem like people who would harm me though they were dressed like savage barbarians.

I thought so because their eyes held no malicious intent in them.

"Am I being kidnapped? Are the ton of you here to kill me? Will nobody give me an answer?" I asked, impatient and curious.

"Throw the questions one at a time lady," the man who was unlocking the cell doors said to me. "Any way, we are-"

"Redemption," another said coming to join the other two. There was a happy smile on his face.

"We are your fellow prisoners," the other one who was here second said to me. "We are escaping and also helping you escape too."

That was when I understood every damn thing that was going on that instant.

It was a prison break!

"Oh, oh," I said in realization. They laughed.

"Hurry up!" Another person snapped coming to join the other three. "The imperial guards would be here soon."

"Help me," the man who was almost done unlocking the doors said.

"Stand back," the fourth man to arrive said to them. They did.

I stared at him.

He stared back at me.

I stared some more.

He raised a brow at me.

"That includes you too little lady," he finally said.

"Oh," I realized. Well, not my fault, i was a dumb ass sometimes.

I took several steps back.

"Further," he requested. I did as he was told, moving back till my spine touches the wall behind me. "Good," he said.

And then...

He shifted.

His wolf was huge and black. He was not of this pack. He must be from another pack. He must have been caught a rogue and brought to the imperial prison.

He used all his wolf weight to slam into the door.

There was nothing at first, just a click of iron shifting slightly.

And then..

The door fell to the floor as if it had never been joined to the cell prior to this, startling me a bit.

"Thank you," I said to him. He nodded, his amber wolf eyes staring at me.

"Let's go lady!" The second man to arrive said. We began to go.

"The imperial guards are coming," someone came to inform them.

They began to shift and run.

I did not bother to shift because as human and as wolf, i was no Usain Bolt or Flash. I was as slow as a slug.

The guy who had broken the prison door turned to look and then he stopped.

He headed for me and motioned with his head for me to straddle him.

I hesitated and he nudged me angrily.

So, I lifted myself unto his back just as he lowered himself for me to mount.

Then, he began to run.

He was so fast, as fast as the lightning as we escaped from the underground imperial prison, coming to the light.

They ran for a while in an open field that let led in to a forest.

Someone shifted then.

It was the man who had first found me. He was naked. But I was already used to it.

"This is where we shall part ways brothers. May the moon goddess grant us a long life so we meet each other again as we go our separate ways.

The others bowed their head.

And then he went from man to wolf again, shifting so quickly into a ginger wolf.

They all spread out, following different route in the forest. Three other wolfs followed me and the black wolf.

They ran for a long time towards the south of the imperial prison and finally stopped at a small clearing which I recognized to be the south border of the Harné pack.

The first two others shifted.

I dismounted, trying not to be embarrassed at the fact that I was now surrounded by three unknown naked men for the third had shifted too.

"Thank you." I offered with a bow that allowed my eyes to keep to the floor.

"You need not thank us," the black wolf said to me.

I looked at him, focusing my eyes on only his face.

"It was our pleasure to rescue you, despite any crime you must have committed," one of the other two said.

"Still, I must thank you for it is polite to do so," I said to them.

"Then we accept your thanks," the black wolf said. "This is the south border of the Harné pack. We shall go our separate ways here lady so as not to implicate you. You would be less suspicious as a woman walking alone than with three escapee rogues," he enlightened me.

He made a whole lot of sense.

"I guess so. If you are to leave, then do so. I shall not delay you any further. I shall find my way from here. Thank you for bringing me this far and letting me ride you," I said.

He looked confused for a moment, and then
he smiled.

"It was a pleasure."

Then I watched as they shifted and began to run against the wind.

They were fast and elegant.

I had loved riding him.

It felt good.

Then suddenly, I realized the double entendre in all I had said.

Ride? No wonder he had been lost for a moment at my words.

He had thought of something sexual just as I had now.

Images of myself straddling the prince, moaning, his dick up to the hilt in my wet pussy poured into my head.

Images of me bouncing softly on his dick, his hands on my ass, guiding me and bringing me the sweetest taste of pleasure disrupted my thoughts.

Images of him stroking my pussy slowly with every slow thrust of his dick, and how I cried as I came had me wet.

I swallowed.

I should not be thinking of my mistake night with my sister's mate.

Now that I free, I should find a way for myself and think of what next to do with my suddenly miserable life.

I began to walk along the border.

I did not want to go too far into the forest again.

As i treaded the path before me, i came to a thicker covering.

I began to make way for myself in the bushes with my hands.

Suddenly, something pricked me.

I drew my hand to myself on instinct to inspect my injury.

Something like a small thorn was embedded inside my palm. Blood was surrounding the wound. I pulled out the thorn, biting my tongue to prevent myself from shouting and drawing attention to me.

The wound bled and i sucked on it, discerning the metallic taste of blood.

Dizziness washed over me, alongside fatigue.

I stared at the plant which had pricked ma and began to panic.

It was sleeping Landis.

The plant acted as a strong sedative, every part of it. I staggered back ward trying to stay on my feet and remain conscious.

But, I fell asleep.