Chapter 51

Lyra's POV

Many weeks after the incident with Ellen, I had not been graced by her beauty nor punished by her animosity, but rather I was kept in the cell, waking up and sleeping.

Days will pass and I don't receive food and it was so for most of us locked up in the cell. Life was very unlivable and truthfully annoying.

We didn't get to take our bath, we didn't get to eat consistently and if we thought of talking amongst ourselves, we were warned against it. We were either yelled at or punched. Lucky for me, it was the former.

Peter and I spent a few hours talking and getting to know each other a bit well, he has no mate yet and his family was an average one like mine.

His family was a bit like mine except the part where his parents loved him and he had siblings. They were not wealthy, but they owned a small farm and grew their own food.

Peter talked about how they were heaven, he had only good things to say about his parents. He had a little sister, I think about nine years old and