The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: DUNGEON

JASMINE’S POV

I looked around the cell that I had been locked in and hurdled my feet closer to myself.

It was dark and cold, and I could hear some mice running around.

I had never lived in a dungeon back home in our pack, but the living experience was hardly different from what it was like here.

The woman who had taken hold of her arm had dragged her right into the dungeon and pushed her in.

She had seen hate in her eyes——the hate that everyone else had had when she turned to them—but for her, it was worse.

"Princess." She had said: "You would wish you were dead once I’m through with you."

I had heard what she had said my father had done to me.

She had made it clear.

"Your father killed my family."

I had felt pity for her.

I could still see the pain in her eyes, and for that, it made me want to tell her how much I was sorry.

But saying sorry did nothing. It was not even the least bit enough.

I learned that when I told Luna Maria that I was sorry for the loss of her son.

For the woman before me, saying sorry would only infuriate her, so I said nothing.

Then, eventually, she left.

Two guards, who had been standing watch, just looked at me.

Hate was in their eyes.

They knew who I was.

And for that, they hated me, even though they did not know who I was.

"I’m glad that Alpha Xaden defeated Bale." One of the guards said, "At least we would find some justice."

"He would have killed him, but I heard Bale run to the wolf council, begging for an accord." The other replied. "So, he had to agree and bring this thing here."

I said nothing to their reference to me.

In their eyes, I was just a thing.

"In the next moon, I would join Alpha Xaden’s army to fight. Even if I die." The first said:

"So would I." The other said this while looking at me. "And I would take part in murdering their entire bloodline."

And it dawned on me that these people had sentenced me.

Nothing I would ever do would ever make a difference. My fate had been decided even before I was born for who I was.

They hated me and would die even to kill my family.

I said nothing and laid my head against the wall.

Then I felt a pain that had been reoccurring and touched my side.

Then, I noticed that I had been stabled on the side.

Where did this even come from? I couldn’t recall.

Then, I instantly remembered that when I had been taken captive, the rogue wolf had mistakenly sliced through me.

I had ignored it and imagined it was just a simple cut.

But looking at my bleeding side,

I realized it was more.

If I didn’t do something about it, I would die.