54: C54 Chapter 54 - Caged

C54 Chapter 54 - Caged

*Blair’s Point of View*

---

"No, I will kill you all before you can kill me!" I belted with confidence also. I just want to piss off these monsters a little.

"Oh, really? How?" A man on my left asked while laughing like a real jackass.

"I'll stick a silver bullet in your head. How about that?" I replied, and then someone snatched the gun from my hand and crushed it using his werewolf paws.

"Well, you know too much about werewolves, aren't you? And what are you gonna do now without your silver bullets?" The other woman asked me, and all I can do is hold on tight to my phone and scratch my head.

Well, honestly, I don't exactly know what to do. Can't you just take me to your campsite or whatever they call that?

"Okay, men! Bring her to the camp." The woman ordered as she transformed into her regular wolf form. Finally!

"Don't dare ever touch me!" I yelled at the two men trying to hold both my hands. It's just to show that I am unwilling to be captured.

"Ow!" The man who holds my left wrist yelped as I kicked him in his private area. Sorry, my combat boots.

"I said don't to---" I protested but didn't finish as everything went black when I felt someone hit the back of my head.

---

I slowly opened my eyes, but I couldn't see anything.

"Oh, my fudge! Am I blind already? No! This can't be!" I cried out as I panicked, and I tried to touch and feel what was around me. I am feeling my head hurt like fudge.

"You f*cking monsters, you will pay for this! I will kill you all!" I screamed and screamed at the top of my lungs.

F*ck! I am cursing now. I lost my sight!

They can't do such a thing to me, or else I will surely not forgive them.

"You heard me? Wait 'til I can see and get out of here, and you will meet your end! I swear, I will be your worst nightmare! Argh!" I continued yelling so that they would be pissed off and would just let me go. But I don't think that's how it works.

"I will cut your heads off... And… and I, uh… burn you to hell! I really swear that! You will regret doing this to me! Do you hear me? I will cut your heads off! Fudge it!" I kept on screaming till I felt my throat hurt.

"Can you stop it? It's so annoying."

I flinched as I heard someone speaking behind me. It is a woman’s voice.

"Who... Who are you? Can you see? Or am I blind?" I asked her while trembling as I tried to find the source of the voice, but I really can't see anything.

"The sun or the moon cannot shine in this cage. So, basically, you just can't see anything... but I can clearly see you." She replied, and I was puzzled for a sec.

What? How can she see while I can't see? Or am I really blind? Oh no, I cannot be able to see my Pryce. No, this cannot be!

"Cage? Are we prisoners here?" I asked her, and I want to know where I am.

"Yes. And how brave of you to threaten the werewolves like that?" She stated and remarked.

Then I heard chains clanking here inside. What is that?

"Well, they tried to hurt me," I told her while I searched for my backpack and my phone, but clearly, they got it.

"Well, they would definitely kill us tonight by midnight." She uttered, and I think my hand found something. I think it's like a… bone or something? Ew!

"Kill us? Why? We have done nothing to them. Why would they do such a thing?" I asked her curiously as I was scratching my arms. Are there bugs in here?

"By the time you are under their hands, there will be no way out but to die, eaten by them." She answered, and my mouth just hung open as she said that.1

"Uh, well... What for?" I asked, still confused as fudge.

"They're hungry monsters, and they are getting ready for the Big Hunt tonight. There are all thirteen humans as the prey, and they will all chase and eat us." She answered, and I swallowed hard.

"Ah, okay. And is there any way to survive?" I asked her while wondering if we can get out of here alive.

"Well, we have a ten percent chance to survive and a miracle. There are more than three hundred werewolves in this camp. And the participants of the game are mostly the alphas of different famous packs in the whole world. And King Damien is here to join the Big Hunt because they are getting ready to kill the Rightful King of the Werewolves that is about to have her awakening soon." She explained, and I nodded my head.

Maybe she can answer my questions about Pryce since she has mentioned killing someone.

"Oh, is that so? Why a "king" but it's a "her"?" I asked her curiously. It almost makes sense to me now.

"My father, King Alcatraz, the former Rightful King and ruler of the werewolves, was killed more than five hundred years ago during the Super Blue Blood Moon. And now, his soul is inside a human girl who is the one they are going to kill so that the throne will stay with King Damien. She will have her awakening during the Super Blue Blood Moon that only happens once every six hundred years, and it will happen this full moon." She explained, and this really is all making sense now.

Pryce is the Rightful Ruler of the Werewolves. And that's why werewolves are after her. Damn! Okay. Werewolf King? No, she will be Queen. Wow! That's… unexpected as heck. But damn, why would they want to kill her if she is destined to have the throne?

After being dazed by the information I heard from this mysterious girl, I realized something from what she told me.

"Wait, your father is the werewolves' king? So, you're a werewolf, too? Then why are you here? You're supposed to be ruling the dogs out there. Like, come on, you're the princess." I asked her curiously and rambled. She's royalty, right?

"I was seven during that time, and he was betrayed and killed for the throne. It was King Damien. He was his trusted friend." She said sadly, and I feel so sorry for her. Damn, that's a tragedy. There are certain people who are hungry for power. Damien, I've known him as a nasty leader of this race, especially from what my mother told me about the Great War and other events that happened during his ruling period.

"Well, that's so mean of him. I'm sorry." I told her apologetically, and I decided to sit on the ground.

"Well, they locked me down here since my father died, and I never got the sight of the sun or the moon for more than five hundred years. They thought that my father's soul would be reincarnated from one of my offspring. And now that they know that someone from my family has it, I have no use for them. So... they will kill me, too." She explained and let out a deep sigh.

Family? Does it mean she's related to Pryce? But she said her father's soul was inside Pryce. Did I get it right? No, I don't understand. I need to clarify things with this woman.

"Wait, what? You mean you are more than five hundred years old?" I asked her curiously. Well, she might be older than I am.

"Yes, five hundred fifty or more, I guess. Six hundred. Somewhere there." She answered, and hearing that, my jaw dropped in awe.

Okay, she really is older than me, my mother, or Marge.

"You are a werewolf. So, you know how to get out of here?" I asked her while trying to find some hope for the humans to be saved that are captives here. They don't deserve to die in the hands of these filthy monsters.

"If there is, I should've escaped from here centuries ago." She said, and yes, she's right. That is so dumb of me to ask.

"And besides, my hands, legs, and neck are chained with silver. I actually have never transformed into my werewolf form because these chains will kill me." She added, and I gasped.

"Oh, damn! Alright, but the humans that are captives, where are they?" I asked her curiously. I am just so damn curious about all the things in here. I want to save them since they are innocent and they have families, too.

A perfect plan is what I needed. If there weren't any humans here, I could have teleported back to the palace already as I had finally the information I needed.

"They are located at the surface. There are two cages there, each containing six human prisoners." She replied while I was thinking deeply about a good plan.

"Surface? You mean we are under the ground?" I asked her again since I just noticed that it's so hard to breathe in here.

"Yes." She answered shortly.

Wow, she survived here for five hundred years? Well, she's supernatural. So, no wonder.

But we really need to get out of here.

pqdm.com