Broke up with the alpha for the eighth time

The kingdom, the Alphaeus pack….silent like a graveyard. "Lucius, you can't run away from your duties." Alpha Goan said, looking straight at his son in the eye, he didn't understand why his son has bluntly refused to succeed him.

Prince Lucius scoffed, ruffling his hair roughly, "I've told you father, I don't wanna be Alpha." He replied coldly, refusing to accept the Alpha title,

His mother, Luna Howell sighed softly and tiredly. "Lucius, please listen to your father. It's not just a title that can be given to anybody, it runs in the blood for generations." She coaxed him,

He wasn't even listening as he stuck his hands into his pockets. "Please, son." She begged him as there was no one except him as their son to take up the next Alpha position,

He scoffed again, glaring at his father. "Father, I've said it that I don't wanna be Alpha." He replied sharply, refusing to accept his mother's pleas and coaxing, not even his father's convincement,

The Alpha stood up immediately. "You will do my bidding as long as I am your father!" He said sternly, Prince Lucius rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. "Freedma, give me my mask." He instructed,

The young black with white striped haired man hurriedly came to him and handed him a gold mask which he took, he hcovered his face Immediately.

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IN THE DONNER'S PACK ✓

Princess Reda, the second Princess and Luna Disella, her mother, the second Queen, were sitting beside Luna Iritt, the baby Queen, "Please, eat my queen." Princess Reda opened the plate on the table.

Luna Iritt just kept nodding her head like she was rocking a baby as she sighed every now and then, her mind and head was filled with different thoughts,

Luna Disella tried too but it all proved abortive as she refused to eat, her eyes were all red and swollen - they didn't know how they were going to convince her to eat, after three days.

They both sighed, Princess Faricenda, her daughter, also shared her stubbornness from her mother's blood but they couldn't blame her too as her only child was locked up in the death room.

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IN THE DUNGEON✓

The second day in the dungeon and it looked like life has been drawn fully out of her as she coughed out blood - The second day punishment was the draining of internal energy from the supernatural; vampires, werewolves, witches, any supernatural at all.

The punishment was worse since she wasn't supernatural, she was not a werewolf. "Arhhhhhh!...." The pain was too much as her body burned greatly as if it were on fire - internal heat.

She fell on her face for the ninth time since the change of punishment began. Her eyes were all red from crying and not having enough sleep, damn Alpha Sahin for this!

But she wasn't going to give up, she walked to the gate. It was almost midnight now and she could feel her body changing, another day for another punishment.

Tomorrow might be her death day, she has to escape but how can she when shackles and iron bars are debarring her? - It's been three days since she had last seen the bright sun, her body itched for a good bath, she was with no food and no water, her body shook greatly due to weakness and tiredness.

Her eyes were threatening to close but she couldn't sleep as another punishment was waiting for her, just for her to open the door to it.

Her mind wandered off to her mother, how was she faring? Tears dropped out of her eyes in tiny drops, tired of crying every single time.

Reda and her friends, they will all be worried sick about her now but what could she do? It just seemed like death was already planned for her on this day - The scenario of the transformation ceremony suddenly began to play in her head as she remembered every devastating thing that happened that night.

Her teeth grinded together in hatred and anger, she was angry at everyone especially her father, woe to you Alpha Sahin!

Her eyes were flickering slowly into a blue golden one and she wasn't aware that she had gripped the iron bars which Dama held hours ago that caused her injuries.

She was so angry, hatred burning inside of her just by thinking about when her father ordered for her to be thrown into the upper room, the darkest dungeon.