What matters most

Is how well

You walk through

The fire

~ Charles Bukowski

A N A S T A S I A'S P.O.V.

Numbness.

I felt completely numb, I couldn't move nor could I speak.

Was I dead?

I was trapped in a dark abyss, I tried to claw to the surface, gripping the sturdy rock walls that trapped me in this dark cave.

But every time I tried to reach for the rock, I simply just managed to break apart a few small pieces. Each piece fell onto my face unceremoniously, strangely though I didn't feel any pain it reminded me again that I was simply numb.

Why was I here? Better yet what happened to me?

Roxy, are you okay?

*Silence*

Roxy!

Roxy!!

Please...

This wasn't right, I couldn't feel her, It's as though she evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace of her comforting presence.

I-I- tried to form some words only for it to be sucked back in and overtaken by my loud painful sobs. Tears began to stain my cheeks; my eyes began to sting from the salty pool that coated my eyes. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts, but I couldn't I was so overwhelmed by the dread of emotions which continued to pulse through me.

I looked up the cave there was no light, no exit, meaning no escape. My body began to shake violently against the rocks, the cave promising to carry my bitter sobs mercilessly, with each haggard breath I took.

I flexed my arms back smacking the rocks with force, though most of my blows missed as my vision blurred.

"W--Wh-y me!", I croaked out.

I was left in a dark pit which only echoed my d e m o n s, fear and uncertainty.

What had I done to deserve this?

My life was complete rollercoaster.

I had no memories of my past or childhood, every time I saw any pups around, I would begin to yearn for my childhood memories. But each time I tried to recall those lost memories, I conveniently hit a brick wall, I simply could not remember.

I never had the chance of knowing who my parents were or if I even had parents. I had no foundation to connect with, I felt abandoned. I yearned for the idea of a family, a shelter which was filled with love, compassion, sincerity and care.

Though as years progressed, I accepted the life as a rogue, I soon gave up on the idea of love and decided to focus on the present moments in other words survival.

Despite the many times I tried to focus on the present, I still could not shake the feeling of utter loneliness. Sure, I had Roxy and the friends I made from the bar, but deep down there was an empty void I could not feel no matter how hard I tried, I always felt empty.

I had no roots, no pack and the one thing that was predestined for me to have I couldn't... a mate.

I took a deep breath, attempting to soothe my sobs that continued to echo in this dark abyss. There was no point in crying, as I knew there was still something or someone who continued to give me hope and that was the Moon Goddess.

Every time I seeped into a dark pit which even Roxy could not drag me out of, I prayed to the Moon Goddess for hope and the will to push through.

And that I did.

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Three days later

Beep.

My heart began to beat.

Beep.

What was that unfamiliar sound?

Beep.

Was it a machine?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I tried to strain my ears for the source of the sound, for any indication that it was real and not from my imagination. After all the dark abyss I was trapped in had no machines or any source of life.

"I think she's waking up", a voice whispered, I couldn't recognise the voice.

"Quick call, Senior Alpha Vincenzo he would be interested to know she's alive", whoever this man was, he shot out many demands before a sound of retreating footsteps rang through the room; a clear indication his demands will be followed.

My eyes were still glued shut but my mind began to process my surroundings, with the help of my ears.

Who was senior Alpha Vincenzo?, and what did that man mean by, "she's alive?".

My mind swirled in fear and pure anticipation for the unknown men who were currently occupying or were going to occupy the abyss I was in, finally I wasn't going to be alone anymore.

Any source of life was better than none.

My thoughts were interrupted at the sound of the door bursting open, which consumed the thick sorrowful air of the dark abyss. Who was this new memb--"Senior Alpha Vincenzo", the man from earlier greeted the newcomer, so this is the so-called Senior Alpha?.

His deep voice quickly followed through with the questions I'd be very much interested to know the answer to; "how bad is it?".

Was he talking about the abyss I was in or my current constraint with opening my eyes? I was for once very confused.

"Senior Alpha, she's still in a coma, however, her body is beginning to respond towards the treatment. Alpha, unfortunately, the wound she acquired on her neck has resulted in severe infection, her lungs are severely bruised she was exposed to the beginning of haemoptysis, which contributed towards her current comatose state."

The man paused before relaying more information, "additionally, she has many bruises, cuts but mostly the silver burned through her skin leaving almost third-degree burns which will develop as a scar. Honestly Senior Alpha, I'm surprised her body even responded towards the treatment, considering only four days have passed. An average wolf would not be able to recover or respond as quickly as she has".

Silence filled the air after the man recounted his assessments on my body. I'm sure if I could move my mouth it would be hanging down and touching the ground ungraciously to represent my current shocked state. I mean I knew my body was pretty roughed up but to the extent in which I was in a fucken COMA now that's messed up.

So, help me goddess once I am out of this hell hole and know who was responsible for those torture cell days, I will make them regret it!

"Well George keep me posted with any other updates regarding her condition".

"Yes, Senior Alpha".

The sounds of footsteps began to clatter against the floor reaching towards the door, but suddenly the footsteps halted to a stop.

"Oh, and George this stays between us, if he finds out before I tell him, you will be held responsible. Am I understood?", if only I could see the face of George I'm sure he would be visibly gulping. The Senior Alpha's authoritative command was stern leaving no room for argument or protest.

"Yes, Senior Alpha", I could almost picture the man's clench jaw as he accepted the responsibility his tone so serious there was no doubt, he couldn't shake off the Alpha command given.

Knowing that I was in a coma was quite nerve-wracking, I was juggling many thoughts in my head like; when will I wake up? Is Roxy going to come back? But most importantly one question kept replaying on my mind.

What does the Senior Alpha want with me?

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Suddenly I felt a cold wave wash over me starting from my head and reaching all the way down to my toes. What was that? Am I beginning to gain sensation o--"okay this should help her sleep more, she needs to recover before we wake her up the final time", the same man spoke with no emotion, once again taking an informative approach.

I began to feel heavy, like a sponge placed in a bucket of water and when you tried to lift it was too heavy and too full. I felt like I was full of water, as the cold wave continued to spread through my veins pumping the coldness to every inch of my body. My eyes began to press heavily into its sockets confirming it was sealed and never to be open again.

And for once I rested with no thoughts in my mind, the clear liquid which coursed through my brain taking away any thoughts or feelings.

Once again, I drifted off into the dark abyss feeling numb, cold and emotionless.

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Two Days Later

I had the sudden urge the claw my eyes out, I began to feel some pain on my neck it became excruciatingly painful. Wait hold on I felt that! Oh, my goddess I'm not numb anymore!

Okay Anastasia next step try to open your eyes. I tried to coach myself, after all, no one else was going to help me Roxy still wasn't with me; I can't blame her though she went through a lot as well.

Ever so slowly I began to wiggle my eyes, I tried to loosen the grip and tension that was instilled within them. Slowly I began to stretch my lids and lift one eye up at a time, once completely open I had to immediately blink.

The lights which welcomed me back to life, was something my eyes began to despise. The instance my eyes connected with the light; it began to immediately try to shut on its own accord. I had to fight for control of my body, I clenched my jaw while focusing again, I took a deep breath and opened them slowly.

This time the lights were dimmed and there was a shadow in front of me, I blinked again to see a man hunched over me. The man continued to watch me intently, as though I was going to suddenly jump out of the bed and run away.

Huh I wish.

"Keep your eyes open ROGUE, we need to have a little chat", the stranger spat out.

Who on earth was he?

I narrowed my eyes towards his face squinting several times before the image became clear, I gasped once our eyes locked.

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A/N

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