CHAPTER 5

She took a deep breath and looked up at the elders standing in the centre, " I am not the one who killed him but I know no one will believe me. If you don't blame my family and let them go, I'm willing to get the punishment without fighting back."

One of the elders walked to her, " Get the iron ring ," he stopped in front of her.

They brought the ring and placed it on the floor in front of him on his instructions.

Her mother ran to her but they stopped her by grabbing her and forcing her to sit on her knees, " They are confining your powers. Forget about us and run away from here," her mother yelled.

" Don't hurt her!" Milan screamed.

The elder settled in front of her, "Don't worry we will not hurt your parents, that's our promise to you."

He stood up, spread his arms and mumbled a spell. The iron ring started floating in the air. After a while the ring wrapped around Milan waist with a wave of energy that made her fall down on the floor.

Her head was placed on the floor and her eyes traced the people's faces as they became blurry. A scream came out of her mouth as she was stabbed at one of her thighs. She looked at the blurry face of elder who was holding onto a sword and pierced it through her other thigh.

She could hear her mother's screams before she fell unconscious.

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Rawin stood on the balcony at the top floor of the Palace, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked at the soldiers training beside the palace walls.

He heard sound of speedy steps behind him which prompted him to turn around.

A soldier bowed to him and straightened while looking down at the floor, " Your Highness there is a rumour that The Luna of Black Palace killed her Alpha on the wedding night. She was prisoned and her kingdom has turned against her."

Rawin turned around to look at the soldiers, curves appeared at his face as his eyes traced the movements of soldiers during a duel.

" Such an idiot, With all those powers she could have annihilated her whole pack. She doesn't know politics."

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Soldiers dragged Milan out of the prison to a room. She saw her parents sitting on their knees.

" What is this? You promised me that you will not hurt my parents if I co-operate," she yelled at the soldiers, " wait what are you doing?" She tried to escape the grip of soldiers but her injuries and the iron on her waist made her so weak.

Soldiers forced her to kneel down on the other side facing her parents.

Firab walked from the second door as he held onto a sword. He settled down in front of her and looked into her eyes, " You killed my brother and you wish to keep your family intact?" He stood up, tightened his grip on his sword and walked to her parents.

" No! Please no," she begged.

He wielded the sword and slashed her parents necks.

" No!" Loud scream came out of Milan mouth before silence took over the room and she fall to the floor her eyes wide open looking at the detached necks of her parents.

Soldiers held her from her shoulders and dragged her motionless body as her feet slid helplessly against the cold ground back to her cell. They threw her in her cell and locked the door. Numbness took over her body as she stared into the space blankly.

Days passed by as Mighty Luna laid helplessly and no whispers nothing accompanied, while they let her starve so that she wouldn't have energy to fight back.

She stared at the window throwing rays of sunlight in the day and dim light rays of moon at night.

" Run away from here, don't think about us."

Those words kept echoing in her mind until she decided to live on for her parents but she had no energy to move and lied in the same posture for hours.

"Tuk, Tuk."

She tried to move her head on the sound and looked to right from where the voice was coming.

An old lady accompanied with wrinkles all over her face wearing red gown under black cloak was sitting across her cell in another cell. The iron cells were confined with cemented walls as they were separated by iron rods mesh.

" Do you want to eat something?"

She offered a piece of traditional wheat bread.

Milan recognised her, " Aren't you a witch from south."

" Do you remember me," she looked at Milan excitedly.

Milan just kept looking at her and had no energy to respond.

She was a witch from south, she penetrated the Black Palace and was confined for killing werewolves with her black magic.

" I can help you," The witch offered, a cunning smile stayed persistent on her face, " I can help you seduce the new Alpha Firab. I will cast a spell at you. If your lips touch another man's lips, he will become yours and wouldn't be able to stay away from you at all. If he does, he will get unbearable pain in his chest."

Tears came out of her eyes, " I lost my family just for a stranger," She thought and closed her eyes.

" You need to stay alive to get revenge," The witch insisted.

" I don't want revenge. I just want to live according to my parents wills," she replied with a quiet voice, " What should I do?"

" Try to sit up facing me," She extended her hand to help Milan to get up.

Milan tried to drag her body to reach her hand. Her hands trembled as she brought her hand closer to the witch's hand and grabbed it. The witch pulled her up but she fell down again.

" Try to give yourself support by placing your hands on the floor," The witch advised as she pulled her once again.

Milan placed her hands on the floor. Her dry scabbard lips trembled as her breathing fastened.

"When I am done casting the spell call out Olumph , okay!"

" Olumph?"

" Yeah, Olumph. Okay then I will start."

Milan closed her eyes and kept hearing witch saying spell aloud. She sat there for a long time until a wave of energy hit her and made her open her eyes.

The witch held onto iron mesh and waited for Milan lips to move.

" Olumph!"

" Hahaha, hahaha, ha ha hahaha," loud laughter filled the prison as The witch had gone crazy.

Milan looked at her with suspicion.

The witch looked at her, " Now you need to kiss him to get out of here."

Milan slowly dragged herself to lean against iron bars . She closed her eyes and fall asleep.