Kara's POV...
A man peeked from the window of the house, my eyes caught sight of him. He moved his face almost immediately and it made me worry if he went into hiding to avoid helping us. But to my surprise he stepped out of the house with a water pitcher in hand. He sure knows how to read the atmosphere.Keisha and i looked extremely grateful when he handed us the water without a word. We mouthed a thank you and drank to our fill. After that, he ushered us into the house, asking us to feel comfortable. A delighted look appeared on mine and Keisha's face, as we felt the soft comfort of a couch.
"You both must be hungry." The man said. "I will make you a quick meal." We both nodded in agreement and sat still, waiting for the meal. I turned my head to look around the room, it's more of a cabin and would have looked comfortable without all the operating scissors and knives that hung on the wall, and there was a table at the corner of the wall that looked stained with blood, it was next to a space that had curtain draped over it. Different boxes were laid on the ground, and they were well-taped. A kind of lemon stale smell in the space is quite puzzling. I looked towards Keisha and then the man, causing our eyes to meet. Something tweaked inside me, and I couldn't hold back on asking a question. "Sorry, if you don't mind me asking. What do you do here?" A smile appeared on his face as he rinsed out some plates. "I'm a doctor. I help anyone in the woods who get hurt.""Oh, that explains the surgery equipment." Keisha chipped in. "Please come to the dining table to eat." He called out to us. We sat down to eat the plate of pasta and grilled chicken he served to both of us, glaring at it hungrily, we ate in relish. The doctor didn't say anything and only watched us eat. Keisha offered to wash the plates. He also directed us to the washroom at the back of the house to get cleaned up. The doctor had some extra clothes that he handed the both of us. After we were done, he invited us to sit outside the house to receive fresh air, handing us a glass of lemonade each. it felt like maximum comfort. "Thank you so much for your help, doctor," Keisha said. She is no doubt a grateful one. "Oh, it's nothing. I wasn't surprised when I caught sight of you both. I have met many people who lost their way around here and ended up right here with me." He said with a smile. "I'm Doctor Declan, by the way." "My name is Kara, and this is Keisha," I replied. For some unknown reason, Amara doesn't seem to settle well with the man; something smelt fishy about him. But then, I have never actually trusted anyone before. Since I am always on the lookout to cause harm to others, it's hard for me to think people would do something so easily out of goodwill. Keeping my fingers crossed with my eyes alert would do for the meantime. "It's nice to meet you both. Where are you both headed?" Declan asked. Keisha glanced at me, and i nodded for her to go on. "we aren't lost; we are refugees seeking a place to stay. And I know this might sound too soon, but can you please let us stay with you? We would do whatever job you ask of us, please." A throaty sound escaped my lips, "We really wouldn't mind giving whatever you want in return." I said, holding his gaze while hoping he understands the underlying meaning of my words. Declan grinned lightly, "It's okay; as long as you both feel comfortable, there is no problem. I actually go into other packs to render any help if my service is required. So, it's possible you both won't see much of me around, but you definitely can feel comfortable without worry." He assured. Keisha was practically jumping out of her seat in excitement. "Thank you so much, doctor." He nodded, "You are welcome. I need to get something inside the house quickly. Please enjoy your lemonade." Declan said, heading into the house. "Did you see that?" Keisha mused, gulping down the entire content of her glass. "we are so lucky." I nodded absentmindedly; my instincts never fail me. Just as I had known Alexa would be trouble from the very beginning, and I was right, I can also feel that there is more to this unbelievably nice doctor than meets the eye. "Aren't you going to drink that?" Keisha pointed at the glass in my hand. I looked down at it; the lemonade didn't really interest me, and I had barely drunk a quarter of it. "You want it?" I asked. She nodded her head hurriedly, "Yes, I do. Thank you." I couldn't resist the smile that appeared on my face as I watched Keisha. If innocence was a person, she is no doubt the perfect example. It made me think about taking her along to the Red Lotus pack when my plan finally forms. I yawned at the same time as Keisha. "The both of you must be tired." Doctor Declan said behind us. "I feel so sleepy," Keisha said amidst her yawns. I rubbed at the back of my neck. "Same here." "Let me take you to the room you both will sleep," he ushered. It didn't take long for us to settle into the surprisingly comfy bed we laid on. Our bodies will no doubt thank us for the rest.***
My eyes fluttered open, and I groaned in pain. Yawning loudly, I sat up, smiling at the moon shining brightly into the room from the opened window. A wall clock was opposite me; staring at it, I noticed it was just midnight. I must have been really tired to have slept off so early. It wasn't that late when i slept off. Also, despite the walk, I didn't feel precisely tired, but the moment my lips touched the lemonade, my eyes fell asleep in their own oblivion. Yawning again, I looked to my side. Keisha isn't next to me, which is surprising. I remember clearly that we had gotten into bed together, and Keisha had wished me a good night's rest which I had maliciously been unresponsive to. I decided to go back to sleep, with the thought that she must have gone to ease herself. Laying on my back, I couldn't fall asleep, only to realize that it's been past twenty minutes and Keisha still wasn't back from taking a dump. Curiosity gnawed at me, and i could no longer stay still. Getting off the bed, i tiptoed out of the room, looking around the house. There were only two rooms aside from that space i had noticed earlier, and everywhere was quiet. I walked stealthily to the back of the house, and Keisha was nowhere to be found. I don't think Keisha would run off without telling me. Where else could she be if she isn't in the comfort room? For a long while, I stared at the store-like space. Gulping hard, i tiptoed closely to the place; a very light sound came from the room that sounded more like a clap. It made me giggle to myself; Keisha isn't so innocent after all. The doctor is obviously fucking the hell out of her in the enclosed space. Promising myself to only take a peek, i noticed the table from earlier was no longer there. The moment i opened the curtain, I stood still, terrified. Keisha lay dead cold on the table, her organs out and blood splattered around the space. Doctor Declan stood over her, pulling out the organs like a very normal act. Sensing an intruder, he turned to look at me with a murderous glare in his eyes. I gasped loudly, stumbling to the back in sheer horror.Kara's POV...My heart was practically in my mouth at the horrendous look on his face. I have never been as scared in my life as I am right now. Stuttering, I pointed at Keisha's body while struggling to find a way out."Hey, kitty. Where do you think you are going?" He growled, reaching for my leg.Scratching at the floor to get away from him, I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping someone, any damn person, would hear me."Get off me!" I screeched, feeling blood rush through my face."Fucking stay put, bitch!" He yelled, slashing my leg with a knife.Blood gushed out of the wounded spot as he kept pulling me towards the damned room. Even if I would die now, it would never be in his hands. Using every strength that I possess, I used my free leg to kick hard at his dick. The bastard growled in pain. Ignoring the sharp sting in my leg, I ran out of the house as fast as I could, not minding the blood trail. I would run as far as I could; I am definitely not going to get caught by him.
Kara's POV...My eyes fluttered at the mumblings around me; it confused me about where I was and if I was still dreaming. Someone in the room clapped their hand when they noticed that I moved my hand."She is awake," the person bellowed.The noise enabled me to finally open my eyes. I looked around in disbelief, expecting to see myself in the woods. But it turned out to be a room with four walls that smelt like spirit. And two men dressed in guards' uniforms stood next to the door. My injured leg was wrapped in a neat bandage, and the ache seemed to have subsided. Glancing to my side, I found a doctor packing up her equipment. My heart thumped fearfully at the sight of the doctor's tools, causing me to jolt up abruptly."Easy, you can't stand up like that; you need to rest." The doctor cajoled, trying to touch me.I went berserk, hollering in fear; Doctor Declan's face from the woods was all I could
Simon's POV...Alexa made her way towards us slowly with a hand on her belly; it made me wonder if she knew exactly who I was holding."Good day, Luna," I mumbled, bowing my head a little."Please let her go, Beta Simon," Alexa repeated.Logan turned around angrily, "why? We have no intention of keeping her. She was just being led out of the pack.""Can I talk to you both for a brief second?" She requested.I exchanged a glance with Logan before handing Kara roughly to the guard nearby. "keep a close watch on her. I won't be surprised if she goes to take shelter in an enclosed space without our knowledge." I said, sneering at her.Kara has a lot of guts returning to the pack after everything she did. Selena practically has a never-healing scar because of her. The damage she has caused for her selfish desires is hard to brood on."I hope whatever you called us for has nothing to do with that evil woman," I said as I entered the chambers with Logan and Alexa.Alexa exhaled, sending a so
Kara's POV...I seem to find it hard to move from where Simon left me. The room looked so tiny and dark one would think it was haunted. The bunks to sleep on rattled at every move the other slaves made on it. I can almost see my possible end in this unkempt room. But on second thought, it's far better than me becoming a rogue. This room feels luxurious compared to the woods, where I had to sleep on rotten trees to avoid getting bitten by snakes or having wild insects consume me.One of the slaves with strange brown hair let out a venomous hiss. "Is this a joke? Or are my eyes deceiving me?"Another, with a rat face, gave me a look down. "you are not being deceived. It's the one and only Lady Kara."I expected the third one to say something, but she stayed quiet, sizing me up. I raised my hands in surrender."Please, I would like that we all live in one accord. I'm willing to give peace a chance, ple
Simon's POV...I watched Kara from afar, clasping my hands behind me; she seemed to be doing a haphazard assault on the weeds she was working on. The earth would definitely be having a hard time with how she stroked at it. She is so bad at it that I can't help but laugh at the sight. Selena told me about the trouble she had gotten into with the other slaves at lunch. It makes me glad she is experiencing first-hand humiliation from the lowest class to exist in the pack.Clearing my throat, I moved closer to her; her skin looked burnt from the harsh sun. She dripped of sweat, and her hair stuck to her forehead. I chuckled loudly as I stood in front of her."How does it feel toiling the soil? Responsible?" I uttered in a deep tone. She kept digging into the ground more enthusiastically, showing her anger. I am still surprised that she has refused to say anything to me. "Do you really have nothing to say?" I pressed on.Kara turned her head to hold my gaze with a b
Kara's POV... It's only been five days since I resumed work as a slave in the Red Lotus pack, and I am almost on the verge of losing my mind. The people I share a room with are just as evil as the doctor that killed Keisha. They have made it a point of duty to frustrate me. My bed gets wet both morning and night. Even when I arrive early to the room in a bid to keep my bed dry, one of them would turn the water on me while in bed.It would have been better if they had stopped there, but they extended their generosity to my food. I don't think I have had a full plate of food since I arrived; they take everything from me. To think I have to work on the farm on an empty belly. I am losing the strength and will to continue. But I can't seem to stop whenever I want to. The day I unintentionally sat for a little while, one of the guards whipped me mercilessly. I realized no other slave was being treated that way except me. It appears there has been a new order that punishes anyone who maltr
Simon's POV...Yanking the door to my room open, I slammed it shut, cursing under my breath. Kara really has some nerve in requesting something like she deserves it. I wish there was a recorded tape of all Alexa's struggles as a slave and play it for Kara to watch. I won't be surprised to find her dead after committing suicide from frustration. She doesn't have a sense of reasoning and shame. I am mortified on her behalf.Unbuttoning the first two buttons of my shirt and undoing my pants zipper, I sat on the couch, letting out a breath of relief at the comfort it provided. A snort escaped my lips as Kara's sleeping face flashed through my memory. She must have been having a good dream. If I wasn't so compassionate as a person, I would have sent her back to work to get her head in the game. She needs to know there is no play around here.But then, a new dispensation brought in a different type of rule, and everyone is to be treated with a huma
Kara's POV...The few days of rest I had worked magic, and being able to eat without anyone getting in my way is something I hope continues for a long time. I don't want to go through the phase of my meals being taken away from me while I watch helplessly again. Even though the farm work isn't any better, it's easier to cope since I have enough boosters in my belly."Get out of the way!" One of the slaves pushed me aside.I moved gently to disallow any other person from pushing me. My former roommates seem to be looking for every chance to spite me. Since I don't share a room with them any longer, it's probably giving them a lot of headaches.Carrying the basket in my hand properly, I made my way toward the kitchen, where I was asked to take the harvested fruits. I was so engrossed in the load that I almost didn't notice Alexa approaching me. My eyes lingered on her hand, rubbing slowly at her protruding belly. I try not to picture myself in that state. I bowed my head lightly. She mo