The Forced Maiden For The Cursed Alpha King by Josephine Ivy

Chapter 22

Sabrina’s POV:

My screamed echoed throughout the empty dungeons. The silence that followed after told me that I was the only one here. there were no other prisoners. The cells were dark and a terrible smell hung in the air. There were perhaps a few candles far off, but not enough to produce any tangible light. The cell I was thrown into was swallowed by a terrifying darkness that seemed to gain a physical form, twisting and moving and mocking me.

My heart raced like a furious war drum, thumping against my rib cage as if it wanted to be let free. I grabbed the cold steel bars of the cell and pulled at it, hoping that by a lunar miracle I would be able to yank it open and leave.

The bars didn’t budge one bit no matter how much I tugged and pulled at it.

I screamed. And I screamed. For help, for anyone to listen to me. For anyone to hear that I didn’t do it, that I wasn’t a thief.

No one came.

Only the sounds of my echoing screams could be heard. I slumped in front of the bars, willing myself not to cry, not to waste my tears on something like this.

I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged myself close. I must remain calm. This is ridiculous. Sooner or later, someone will realize the truth and I’ll be out of here.

I only knew I had fallen asleep when I woke up to icy water splashed on me.

I jolted up, the cold instantly seeped into my bones. For a few seconds, I was lost. Looking around I realized I was still in that dank cell. But I wasn’t alone.

Three guards were in the cell with me, and they didn’t look happy at all.

I scrambled to my feet, seeking to p tossed the bucket to the side. One of them held a whip in his hand. The sight of it made my blood run cold. My teeth

put as much space between me and them. The one who had poured the water on me chattered from the cold, and my clothes stuck to my skin, adding to the chill spreading through my body.

“What are you doing?” I asked, eyeing them warily.

The one with the whip smirked at me, “It’s time for your breakfu, little thief.

“I didn’t steal anything!” I cried out. “Anyone can see that!”

He cracked the whip. The other two advanced on me. I took a step back realized I had nowhere left to run to

a stupid mistake. My hack hit the wall and 1

“Do you know what the single rule in the harem is?” The one with the whip asked. The sound of the whip lashing throughout the air made my blood curdle

No one made mention of any rules.

“Stealing in’t allowed. He completed his sentence, cold eyes burning into mine. “Right here, everything you need is provided. Why would you feel the need to steal?”

“I didn’t steal, I was set up, I said hirmly, keeping my eyes on that evil whip. That thing looked like one slash of it would cut through any skin.

“Hold her dowir the guard with the whip said to the other two.

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“No! Please!” I cried, shaking my head wildly.

That didn’t stop them..

both my hands and tied them together securely. I pulled and tugged, my wrists screamed out in protest but still I tried to find a weak point in the knots.

you will

legs were tied at my ankles. The guards pinned me to the cold floor, my arms held above my head, my feet pressed firmly into the ground. My face was in the concrete floor, the smell of damp

for what I didn’t do.

was the only warning he gave

straight to my brain and overloaded my pain receptors,

Or we start from the

my back. And it was only one,

shuddering and my

I bit my lip hard so I wouldn’t scream, but that

“T–two,

used to pin me to the ground. Same with my ankles. My back was on fire

in my throat. My entire back felt raw, but I couldn’t cry anymore. All the tears I

as the last stroke came down on my back.

into the concrete. Everywhere hurt. Especially my back. Every small breeze on my back sent pinpricks

The guard who had been holding my hands said “The

strength, I would have bitten his vocal cords out of his

passed since I was trapped down here. But it hadn’t been more than a day,

The back of my gown had been ripped to bloody shreds

to drag myself ante sitting position and leaned on the wall on my side. It would be a suicide mission leaning on my back.

light turned out to be a candle. Blair’s face came into view. She stood right outside

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on her face.

tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth with how dry it was. Still, I mustered a glare at her. It’s all her fault I was here right now. And what do you

her nose wrinkled with disgust as she looked at me. It’s like you’re decaying already” She chortled, covering her mouth as she laughed. Just two days I should have done this much

gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. But she heard me. Her lips

pay. Oh that’s right, you can’t survive! You’re going to

It would have been better if Zayn had rammed a silver dagger into my

She dropped the candle close to the steel bars. “To

to the cell bars and kicked the candle over.

at Blair. My voice

hall as she

No food, no

more days will I have to stay here

from a fitful sleep. Someone was watching me intently, I

turned my head, my neck muscles screamed out from the odd angle I had fallen asleep in. Lady Nifra stood

I groaned, my voice hoarse. “Say what you like. I didn’t

clenched and her fingers tightened around

from much longer.

hours drenched in darkness ticked by. I think at a point I was given food, a piece of stale bread and half a cup of water. The sight of the food alone made me feel sick. I forced myself to eat, and ended up dry heaving the piece of bread

my throat

who brought my food wasn’t willing to let me out. He pointed to the bucket that was long forgotten in

it was a

started to get wor

weaker, to the point keeping my eyes open was a big problem. My back wasn’t healing too, it was still fresh as ever. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness enough

Then

came the Ügurra

saw them in the comers. Their bodies sleek, trails of silver mingled with the darkness they emerged from. I

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too, their low voices spoke

thing. They called

at you. You’re dying.

sleeping for longer stretches. I was also losing control of my body too, I opened my eyes one time and I was seating over the bucket with no idea how I had gotten there.