6. Hell

Makawee's standpoint (Kawee)

Good news! I'm 75% blind now! Isn't that just lovely?

I woke up to blurry visions, my eyes aching badly. I had only laughed it off and smiled at Giselle who was worried and hugged Carina who cried her eyes out. I could still see a little, make out images and faces if they were near. So eventually, it had been nine days since I went half blind; nine days of torture and hell, nine days of starvation —not that I care— and nine days of absolute horror and crying. So far, they had made my life so miserable I felt like breaking my vow. Every single wolf tormented me, bullied and beat me up.

Day one: I got hit in the face, again—though I protected my eyes—and I was thrown down a long staircase. Still alive.

Day two: I was sent to get rid of seven bee hatches, my body suffered for it. Then the Keisha of a person forced me to bathe with pepper dipped water.

Day three: all the maids were asked to sit back while I did all the chores. Since I couldn't do it all before nightfall, I got tied to a cow and dragged over thorn filled field.

Day four: I had my left shoulder dislocated when three teenage wolves suddenly grabbed me and used me to play football, live human football. At least that is what Rina called it. Don't know what that foot thing is.

Day five: I met the future Luna and something strange happened. I had never felt jealousy before but just seeing her made me have the strong desire to end a life. She called me over and insisted I kissed her feet which I bluntly refused… A little flashback to that magnificent day.

»»» Flashback «««

I could barely see, my face was starting to swell from the damage I had received. I knew I would snap soon, honestly dying was such a tempting offer but I couldn't. I was carrying a heavy whatever it was, one I knew not even a grown up werewolfess could carry. I wouldn't have cared if they didn't make me carry it on my spine and crawl on my bare knees to the storeroom. My spine was threatening to snap, knees bleeding out the small blood I had left. Like usual, I never cried in front of them, only when I was alone with Giselle and Carina. Many wolves scorned at me, threw things and even added nails on the ground to make my suffering much more delightful.

All in good times.

So, as I was saying. My hands were starting to shake, my legs giving up to the trembling. I held on, struggling but hanging. "Who is she and why is she being punished that way?" I heard a voice say imperturbably. I didn't pay attention much, even though I heard it.

"That's the barbarian Alpha Kale brought back, we've been trying to kill her but she won't…"

"Get that thing off her back and bring her here!" The voice shouted. I felt relieved, the pain in my back needed to stop. The thing was carried out of my back and me dragged to the person and thrown at her feet. I looked at her shoes first, ugly. I raised my head, trailing it up her legs until it got to her face. Her beautiful blonde hair fell down in a curtain, covering her beautiful face which had a sardonic smile on. "What are you living for? You have been beaten up beyond redemption." I didn't reply.

"She's dumb, Luna, she can't speak." The wolf at her back said with respect. Like that, the heat in my chest increased, my head swelling and chest rising and falling. I clenched my fists in anger, not being able to pinpoint why.

‹Kale is sleeping with her, that's why!› The voice in my head yelled furiously. ‹How dare she share a bed with him! He belongs to us!›

‹Us? Us? Since when was there a us? I can never be with the man that killed my father!› I yelled back.

"Slave, kiss my feet," she commanded. All I wanted to do was bend her neck and break it. I didn't want to hurt her kind but she was exceptional and I was yet to figure out why.

‹Because, she's sleeping with what belongs to us.›

‹Okay, are you mad?›

‹We are both mad.›

"I said kiss it!" She roared. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. I wasn't going to listen to her. "I'm talking to you!!!" She roared again. She moved her foot to kick me but I held it, pinning it to the ground. She hissed and easily yanked her foot away. "How dare you touch me! How dare you?!"

"She must be punished for disrespecting the Luna!" That small witch at her back shouted.

"Bring her," the Luna wannabe ordered. And so I was dragged to a room, a fire was set and she dragged me forward to burn my hand. I chuckled as she put my hand into the fire, the wolves around all grinning and waiting for my pain. I watched them, a look of defiant on my face. "How is she not feeling pain?!"

"She's like that," one huffed. "Never feels pain."

"That's not possible!" She yelled. I smirked at her, taunting her with my eyes. They all looked at me unbelievably, wandering how I could bear so much pain. She let go of my hand, pulling it out of the fire. "Not even a scratch! She's a witch!"

"If she was a witch, she would have used her powers," just conclude that all the wolves here were speaking.

"Maybe her kind are immune to fire,"

"Oh, I see. I'll have to find a better way to kill you, huh?" I shrugged nonchalantly. "She isn't even afraid to die." Raising my head up high, I kept my face blank, showing them all that I wasn't afraid of a thing. Showing her that I wasn't afraid.

After a few punches and kicks here and there, I was carried back to my room, bleeding but alive.