Getting Through

Arabella Pov

I woke up in a dark room. The floor beneath me is cold and wet. The smell of blood, piss, and death lingers in the air. My eyes struggle to adjust. As my vision comes into view, I see that I'm in a cell. What the fuck? There are handcuffs on me. I try to remember what happened. The memory of my dream comes into my mind. I try to remember that.

"That monster tried to mark us," a voice says. Wait. I know this voice.

"Royal?" I asked.

"Who else," Royal says?

"What are you doing here, and how did you get out of your shackles," I asked her. The last thing I remember about her is Endymion locking her away. Something about her being a terrible wolf or something. As I struggle to remember, my head starts to hurt. I see images. Images of people I swear I know from somewhere.

" I spoke to you in your dream. I am giving you your memories. You need to let me pass them to you," she says, and the headache gets worse.

"No" I shouted, as the pain increased steadily. I hear footstep