10 Flynn's Delima

♔ Flynn (P.O.V.)

Six Years Ago

Sitting on the floor of the decrepit room with only a pair of shorts to warm his skin brings a whole new meaning to cold. The small yet large concrete room swirls the chill of the air around almost like a mist, chilling his young body even more. The breeze that blew even further onto his buzz-cut scalp sent chills down his spine.

Silver chains clang around as other occupants shuffle around in their confined space. Screams of agony and howls of sorrow leap throughout the air. The sour smell of old blood and urine dance through the air.

Due to the silver cuffs chained to the wall and looped snuggly around his wrists, he has a very limited range of movement. The silver singes his skin where they consistently meet the skin. Every time he moves he howls out in pain, but no one comes to the rescue.

Penny a small petite older woman has the smallest cell, the one directly to his left. She's chained as well, except her cuffs are adorned with small silver spikes that dig into her wrists anytime she moves. Her arms are stained with blood which often continues to ooze if she barely moves. Her long brown hair has become matted and crusted with blood and dirt. Scars from whips lined with silver teeth snake across her half-naked body. Open wounds on her body trickle liquid silver and red liquid. Her eyesight that was once spectacular now equaled complete darkness. The monster had sprayed wolfsbane mixed with other poisons into her eyes, taking her eyesight.

She doesn't speak often, but she has said a few things since he's been there. She was the sister to an alpha she-wolf of one of our neighboring packs. She crossed the borders hoping to speak with the alpha, and she did.

They had a nice talk and even considered creating an alliance. Things went sour almost instantly when she mentioned how her sister was murdered a few years ago. That she was in search of her nephew so that she could take him home to their pack and train him to be alpha. That was eight years ago.

When Flynn was first brought in a few days ago, Raven a decent-sized young male occupied the cell to his right. He was broad and muscular like any werewolf male, but he reeked of a rogue. His red eyes as a human is a sign that he has no pack. His body was covered in scars as well. Along with his chains that also included spikes, he had a spiked silver collar fitted tightly around his neck.

Raven wasn't given the chance to speak to him. Instead, Theo Van, the alpha, came in and injected something into his arm. Almost immediately Raven started convulsing violently. If Theo hadn't of moved Ravens head from the wall he would've cracked his skull open with the velocity of the spasms.

Raven, now a crazed beast it seemed, started biting at Theo. Trying with all its might to reach him, even as the collar it had dug deeply into place causing blood to leak through the wounds and down its fur.

Theo laughed quietly and briskly slammed the beast against the wall and wrapped a silver muzzle over its snout. Shortly after he began dragging the beast out of the room.

Now here Flynn is. Waiting. For whatever is to come next.

"Flynn, my boy!" Theo chuckles.

Theo who seemed to poof up out of thin air scared the shit out of Flynn. A loud yelp sprang out of his mouth as he jumped causing the cuffs to rub against his already irritated skin.

"Look, boy, it's just formalities. Your father kept who your mother was secret years ago. Come to find out he was screwing around with a neighboring alpha's daughter who wasn't his mate. Which led to you," Theo pauses, " Almost seven years ago you were banished from your mother's pack after she found her mate. Which you probably don't remember do you young blood?"

Flynn simply shakes his head confused on his words. He doesn't belong to The Rushing River pack? How could he have forgotten? For the first time since he's entered the dungeon, Flynn looks at Theo. Really looks at Theo.

Theo was a tall man with raven black hair, trimmed neatly in a buzz cut. It was apparent from miles away that he had heterochromia his left eye was silver and the right eye was dark brown. His cleanly trimmed beard made him seem even more threatening than his aura already was. His werewolf blood already making him a muscular building block of a guy, his alpha blood only contributed.

"Well, you were. A year after your mother found her mate, your father killed her and brought you here. I gave you both shelter even after his crime was committed. Then people started showing up and asking if we would help find the woman's son so they could train you for the alpha title." Theo states.

He was supposed to be alpha in another pack someday?

"Your father started feeling guilty and wanted to turn you over. You do realize how bad it would look on the pack if they found out your father was her killer and that you're here right?" Asks Theo.

"Well do you?" Theo asks louder, grabbing ahold of Flynn's left shoulder and increasing his grip every minute he didn't receive and answer.

Flynn shakes his head no, wincing as the pain in his shoulder became evident. What was so wrong with his family coming to find him? Up until just now, he thought his mother was apart of the pack he was in.

"Well, you see if they found out that's who you were they would send my pack into a war. We aren't that big nor strong of a pack. So if your family came to destroy my pack my precious daughter would be killed along with any other pack members who didn't surrender," he pauses, "You see what I'm getting at?"

"Yes sir," Flynn squeaks.

"See your father was going to give you up and potentially cause harm to my pack. So I had no choice, but to turn him into exactly what that young boy in the cell next to you did. What was that boy's name, Robin? Dove? No, that's too girly. It was some sort of bird though I'm sure of it," pausing for a minute Theo continues, "Raven. Well, you see that boy is no longer Raven. Thanks to a great little poison, he's rabid and all beast. Which will be used in our fighting pits for entertainment across packs."

What was done to Raven was horrible. Flynn could still hear the snapping of his bones, and the horrible screams that came with it. He remembered the beast that he turned into very well.

"You see I'm telling you all this because you're still going to be alpha my boy. Since your father has 'vanished' that will make you the new beta. I will train you to take over for the day I die. If you step out of line, you'll end up like Miss Penny over there." Theo grabs Flynn's arm and squeezes tightly.

"There's just one problem. You won't shift until next year and by pack law, I should pick a new beta. That's not going to happen though, because you're going to shift and it's going to be today," Theo whips his arm in a manner that breaks Flynn's arm.

Flynn's screams ripped through the icy dungeon air. Hot tears streamed down his face. Almost immediately a sharp new pain entered into the same arm. Flynn peaked over and saw a needle had been sat on the floor beside him.

"W-What was that?" Flynn stammered.

"Foxglove. Your arms broken to activate your accelerated healing process, so that maybe you'll have a higher chance at surviving. You'll have a higher rate with both that and you have alpha blood in you, but if not well. . . Welcome to the fight pits kid, " Theo stands up and loosens the cuffs around his wrists and places a new silver barbed collar around his neck.

Flynn's body goes numb as it begins to tremor violently. Savagely bones start splintering, screams start filling the air. He thrashes aggressively causing his head to bang against the wall and everything falls silent.

"Hello?" Flynn whispers, he had entered a dark room inside his mind. A vast cold dark room.

"Where am I?" He asks into the void, not expecting an answer.

"Relax Flynn," a voice answers.

Flynn looks around the office and doesn't see who or where the voice was coming from. "How do you know who I am?"

"Let me give you the rundown. I'm your wolf, you weren't supposed to meet me yet. You're a year early so this room your in. Well, it's incomplete, it should be a very peaceful area. Normally meeting your wolf is an easy and blissful experience. The first shift is rough, yes, but I'm supposed to help you through it."

"So what's your name?" Flynn understood most of what the voice had told him. He knew he would shift and meet his wolf next year. Most who shift early doesn't make it and he could see why. The room he's in makes him very uneasy. Almost as if he was going insane.

A solid red wolf with yellow eyes walks forward and sits right in front of Flynn. His mouth doesn't move as he speaks, "I was called Ashton in my previous life. You can change it if you want."

"Ashton is good. I like it," Flynn replies.

"Look, by all rights you shouldn't make it through this coerced shift. Most werewolves that are injected with foxglove either die or go rabid. Luckily you have alpha blood, even if it's only from your mother. We should be able to pull through. Just stay awake with me and will yourself in control of the wolf form," Ashton says.

Flynn does as he's told. Willing himself to wake up and take control, he opens his eyes in a familiar environment. The same gray walls, the familiar smell of blood swirls through the air. His senses are stronger and it's warmer now.

Looking down at his feet Flynn realizes that they are paws. Red with flecks of gray fur covers his paws upward. His toes house solid black claws.

"Welcome back my boy. Looks like your the new beta," Theo smiles a wicked smile at him and chains the silver cuffs around his paws. "I'll be back to get you tomorrow. You should be back to normal by then, and if you are we shall announce to the entire pack your new status."