---- Chapter 256 Zariyan s POV She- she lookie like a Royal.


    Could she be a pureblood? Look-Look at herie clothes.


    They lookie expensivie.


    T hear foreign voices whispering around me and I furrow my brows to flutter open my eyes.


    Damn these people.


    Who are they and why aren''t they letting me sleep? I was having the deepest sleep of my life! I look up at eyes.


    Scared, anxious yet curious eyes.


    And I couldn''t help scream.


    Lopen my mouth to do it but no voice leaves my lips.


    My brows furrow.


    Something was gagging my mouth, I shift my weight to move my hands to find them have a simr fate.


    What the hell- ---- My eyes widen as I realised my hands were tied behind my back and a rope was tied around my ankles and knees, leaving me bound and immobile.


    I look around and I find people or rather Cret woman.


    surrounding me.


    I was in a small room and more than twenty young Cret woman of my age or younger Were surrounding me.


    Simr to me their hands and feet were tied but unlike me it wasnt from ropes.


    Chains extend from behind the walls and it was tied around their necks, hands and feet.


    Stopping them from escaping.


    Like they were some animals in a barn and not humans.


    The ce was too small.


    Too congested and it was stinking of piss and sweat.


    Unlike me the woman wore tattered clothes which were barely covering their body or giving them warmth Their faces were smudged with dirt and it looked like they had not been given a bed, food or a simple bath in months.


    ---- What is this ce? And where am [? How long was I out for? How far is this ce from the city centre? A thousand questions were going on in my mind as I look around and asses everything.


    A ve dungeon.


    That''s what my mind assumes this ce to be.


    You so pretty.


    Are you werewolfie? Can I touchie you? One of the Cret woman questions, poking my arm.


    and I instinctively swat her hand away.


    She flinches and I regret it.


    She looked barely ten.


    Maybe she hasn''t seen a werewolf in her life.


    I was the first one.She meant no harm.


    T lean in closer to her and she looks up at me from under her eyshes.


    Inod this time.


    ---- eee = She was scared, yet she wanted to try.


    Inod again.


    She bites her chapped lips and then extends her tied hands to touch my arm.


    Our skins connect and her face lights up.


    So softie...


    softie.


    I smile at her excitement and soon I see other Cret woman crawling closer to me.


    They all touch me with simr enthusiasm.


    Some touched my hair while others assessed my hands and feet.


    It was obvious these woman haven''t seen much of the outside world.


    A few adult ones stay seated in their ces, not much bothered by my presence.


    Maybe they will know where we are.


    Before I could even try to ask them, the metal door nks open and I see all the woman crawling back to their corners and hugging themselves.


    Whimpering.