81. A Filthy Prisoner

AURELIA

My curiosity hung in the air as I let my legs carry me towards the voice. With every step I took, my broken heart fell piece by piece. With every cell I looked into, I hurled, the foul smell irritating me. "How heartless is she really? She clearly had people locked in here." Inara heaved without hiding her disgust.

In spite of her words, my wolf's curiosity coursed through me and it only intensified when the same soft whimper reached my ears again, "I can smell y-you. It's really you..."

Strangely, a tiny part of me seemed to recognize that voice. The feminine ring sounded familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it.

"Who're you?" I questioned, taking cautious steps as the space became darker.

As my voice echoed, sending waves back to my eardrums, there came no response from the oddly familiar voice but to my surprise, another voice, not a familiar one, cried out, "Please let me out. Please."

I inhaled sharply, ignoring the foul smell around me. Inara's sense of smell also picked up the undying scent of people before their voices resonated, leaving me shocked.

"Please let me go..."

"I won't tell a soul if you let me out..."

"W-water... I'm thirsty."

Those cries overlapped and I couldn't point out just how many people were locked up. The loudness made me wonder how no one had ever found this horrible place. If I was sad before walking into Larisa's underground prison, my sorrows tripled, and the hate I felt towards that heartless wrench multiplied.

I halted, stopping in front of the first cell with an occupant. A teenage girl. She scooted closer to the metallic door of the cell but distanced herself from it, making me realize that the cell was laced with silver.

pleading, "You aren't her.

voice in the midst of the emotional chaos and asked, "What's your name? Who

Maya. My mom is the head of servant." The teenage girl cried, putting effort into

Your mother is Nina?" I gasped, putting my hands on the locks without

too weak and disheartened to notice as she muttered breathlessly,

a smile as I broke the lock. "I can see you're tired but I need you to help me

her state and that made me

and the next, breaking lock after lock without feeling a sight burn from the silver. Inara was right about me being Immune but that was the least of my concerns as I set those

until released

the owner of the familiar voice I heard earlier. Her tangled gray hair caught my eyes first and when she etched, "You made it her,

lock of her cell proved to be difficult and my grip on the door loosened when she raised her head, revealing the face

hummed, gazing at me with nothing but sadness in her eyes. "I never thought I'd see you again after my son

quickly broke the lock, rushing into the cell. "How... How did this happen?" I asked, shaking my head

for all eyes to behold and I've never seen her with gray hair. She used to have black hair and the wrinkles on her face didn't have a place the

Ronald Flockhart and mother to Raiden Flockhart... How on earth

to discuss how I was once a respected Luna but now

stated and tried to

save us from here. His father and

is here too?" I couldn't

here," Iris answered sadly. "And what's left

was gone... just

I wasn't a fan of Ronald as we never had the chance to relate like a family even when I was married to Raiden but even he didn't deserve to die in

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