Chapter 57

The creaky sound of the door made my eyes flutter open. It was dark in the night, making me wonder who the hell walked into my room, which had become a new prison, a dungeon for myself.
It was a room with nothing but a cold bare floor and a single window. There was no bed this time around, making it worse. Since we came into the new house, no one had cared to check me out. It had been a full day and there was no one bringing my food. All around me was nothing but silence.

The only sound that my ears could hear was that of the chains each time I moved my body. All I wanted was for my powers to become stable. I don't get why they fluctuate. It comes out of my control and disappears like it was never there.

Jason had been strange, just like me. He had great powers which no mere werewolf had; the power of the dragon and wolf combinations. He was so full of power that I was a bit afraid to approach him at that time of war. I was afraid he wouldn't hear my voice since he was in a rage.

Just as I got in front of him with tears, I lost my mind and couldn't understand what happened next. My lips were quivering but nothing came out. Instead, it was the beast in me talking to him.

It was one of the strange things that had kept happening to me since I turned 16. I'm not surprised. I guess there are a lot of secrets around my birth which I'm unaware of, and I don't have the strength to pester myself about them.

I was able to stop Jason from killing my family and pack members, but no one thanked me for that. I was still hated and rejected as it had always been. They took Jason away, and I haven't seen him all this time.

I was sad. I yelled at him. I knew he must be hurt right now.

Where had they taken him to?

I couldn't stop hissing as my wrists and ankles ached at the shackles around them. The clanking sound of the chains at slight movement made me angrier. I felt like a slave. I wondered when I would feel love from my father, from the Royal members, or from my pack members.

My life sucks so badly.

I tried sleeping but couldn't. The cold floor made me chilly. I could only sit and rest my head on the wall. Lena was sober and wouldn't stop howling in anger.

"Can't you use those powers again?" She kept asking for the umpteenth time, her tone showing nothing but exasperation.

I was even too hungry to reply to her. It pains me more that I can't use the powers at will. I am a useless hybrid.

When I was about to fall asleep, the door creaked, causing my eyes to flutter open, only to see three human figures walking in, their faces obscured by the darkness of the room, but I could see one being dragged by them...

They pushed the person to the ground and walked away immediately.

"Hey, who are you?" I asked, feeling a bit frightened.

There was no reply, so I scurried to the window and pushed it open, allowing the bright moon to illuminate the room.

I turned back to see who the strange person was, and my jaw dropped, seeing it was Jason, my mate. He was standing already, but I could see wounds all over his body and he was bleeding, but then there was a sweet smile on his face that brightened the whole place like the sun.

"Jason," I said, my heart racing.

"Elena, my love," he muttered and licked his lips, making them pinker and more inviting to kiss.

I was about to say something when he lost balance and fell. With speed, I held his back, making him fall on me instead.

I landed on my butt while he grunted in pain.

"Elena, I'm sorry," he muttered, his eyes glistening.

"Sorry for what?" I asked, and he smiled.

I can't believe I'm this weighed down. I feel so weak from their beatings. I could have fought back, but I dared not. Elena, my heartbeat would not be angry with me if I touched any of them. "He chuckled softly, making me blush.

"You mean my father beat you up?" I asked with a deep frown.

But Elena, why were you caged here? ... Why those chains? " He asked, squinting at the cuff around my wrist. I could see how angry he became.

"Jason, do you love me this much?" You took all this painful torture without fighting back just for me. I asked, and he let out a weak smile.

I smiled, "I love you more than you can ever imagine. I don't mind dying for you. I'm so sorry for ever making you cry," he replied, caressing my left cheek.

"Then why did you kill my sister?" you asked. "Even when you aren't the one who did the act, but you knew she would die. You sent her to the grave by luring her into your pack, knowing fully well that your dad would kill her. Why?" I sulked, feeling pained at the thought of Scarlett being dead..

Jason's POV

"I never planned her death. I never wanted to kill her. My father tricked me into believing he wouldn't hurt her. I lied that she was my mate, and that was what made my father take her life. He never wanted me to have a mate," I explained, but she sighed, looking away.

I took my time to explain everything to her without excluding any part, especially the reason why my father initiated the war.

"So, Elf did that to your father?"She asked, and I shrugged.

"Do you know who King Bane is?" I asked,

"Yes, he is the Dragon King. What connection did you have with him because you just used his powers back then in the war grounds?" She asked.

"I don't know, I can't just tell!" I shrugged then held her hand softly.

"Elena, your father is in danger. We are all in danger. The whole pack is not safe," I mumbled.