A Deal In Jail

Indrik's Pov

"Hey, dirt bag! You think you are better than everyone else that is in here, don't you?" A voice yelled from far up the row of cells. It was soon lost in the crowd of voices that cried in its wake.

"Don't waste your breath on the fool. Let's see if he is still going to be so cocky when we tell the guards about the romance he has going on when they are not looking." Another voice growled, the voice echoing so much that I could not figure out exactly where it came from. Again, murmurs rose in the corridor.

"That is the problem with all of these royal dogs. They think they are superior to the rest of us. Damned imperial piece of shit." A voice cursed from somewhere close by.

"Wait, royal? That can't be true. Whatever would a royal be doing here?" Another voice questioned.

"You had better believe it. That girl from earlier? I would recognize her anywhere. She is the daughter of the Gamma. And this moron here, I heard her call him Indrik, is the son of the Alpha. Little spoilt brat I tell you. So spoilt, he has not trained for even a day in his life. Word is that he is the weakest in the Pack. Perhaps, they finally grew tired of his leeching and decided to get rid of him."

It is funny how people can create notions about you without even knowing anything about you. They just hear a name and a random information and decide they know all that they have to. That was the case of the speaker who was speaking about me confidently like he had been there since the day I was born. My heart bubbled with anger but I swallowed it. Lashing out here wouldn't change anything. It would only make everything worse. After Blaire left, the other prisoners who had refused to speak a word to me before finally broke the ice and started to speak to me. If you think it was a heart to heart talk between fellow prisoners who managed to create a rapport in the most unlikely of places then, you my friend are dead wrong. It was nothing like a heart to heart talk and everything like a dagger to heart talk.

Enraged by the fact that Blaire had broken the rules for my sake, the prisoners had ganged up on me, calling me names and throwing words that would be enough to bring this place down on our heads if it wasn't so heavily fortified. I'm pretty certain they would have thrown more than words if they could have managed to get out of their cells. Luckily, they were secured tightly. That much I could tell from how they banged angrily against their doors without managing to break it down.

At first, I had given them the silent treatment hoping that it would make them grow tired and get off my case but that only seemed to make them madder as their threats grew more and more specific. And soon enough, I started to worry. The guards had not made their daily rounds which meant that they would be here soon enough. If any of these people were to open their mouths then not only myself, but Blaire too would be in big trouble. I didn't care about myself. The worst they could do was throw me in a place more secure and tell me to remain hungry for the next month which I wouldn't mind because I knew exactly why I was doing it. What I would mind though was Blaire getting in trouble because she was helping me. All her life, Blaire had been a law abiding girl and I would hate for her to lose that record because she was helping me.

So, with this thought in mind, I gritted my teeth and moved closer to the door which was pointless considering that I couldn't see anything more than shadowy forms in the darkness that dominated the place.

"Alright everyone!" I called as loud as I could hoping it would be heard above the din. It was as everyone quieted and silence reigned once more. "I get your point. You hate me, nothing new about that but I really would appreciate it if you wouldn't drag someone else into my mess. You can do whatever you want with me, so long as you leave her alone."

There was silence for a moment. Then, "that sounds way too easy, don't you think?" A voice rang and I swore under my breath as the crowd mumbled in approval again. "You know expect us to leave this...girl alone when she was the one who started all this? That sounds too expensive to just be done for free, right?" The crowd roared again and I cursed under my breath.

"Fine! What do you want?" I snapped.

"Now, you're talking." The voice laughed to the accompaniment of his loyal mimics. "I have someone I would like you to help me deliver a message to once you are free but before that, my belly suffered from the scents of the spices used in the food it didn't get a taste of yesterday, you know."

He paused and I frowned as I realized what he was talking about. "She is not coming back here." I snapped.

"Oh, really? I guess we will just have to make the guards bring her down her then?"

"Don't you dare!" I stopped myself then continued in a less aggressive voice. "I will do anything else you want." I said through gritted teeth.

"Bad news boy. I don't want anything else. She had better be here tonight or I will have her brought down here tomorrow." The husky voice threatened.

"Is that all?" My teeth were grounding against each other so hard, I was afraid they would shatter into a million tiny pieces.

"All?" He laughed like I had just told some incredible joke. "There is still all the others."