The Delta's Daughter Chapter 117

As we were made to walk along the dock, the women, men, and myself being corralled that way by pushing, shoving, and threats, I noticed a few men standing ahead, by some transport trucks. At first, I didn’t pay much attention, but as we neared the men and trucks I recognized the man who called himself Jack.

The man who seemed to know me and had been one of Lamia’s tormentors.

I gave him a sneer and leered at the other men. The one standing next to Jack looked familiar, even with his back turned to me, and I got a sense of déjà vu, a tedious familiarity from him.

The man turned around and I recognized him immediately. I could never forget his face; it was ingrained into my brain. All the time pouring over reports and files on this guy, trying to track him down, countless pictures of him, yet I had never found him.

My eyes were wide and my mouth slack. I had been looking for him for three years, more so recently after the royal pack was attacked and my parents died. At first, I was in disbelief that I would find him now, then it turned to raw unadulterated anger.

Not only could I not get my hands on him and squeeze the life out of him, but I was also in these damn cuffs because of him.

“You mother fucker!” I growled at the man next to Jack. Oliver.

I pulled on the chains, stepped out of line, and made a move toward him. I didn’t care, I just wanted to hurt him. Any way I could.

“I will fucking kill you! You piece of shit!” I screamed, trying to get to him.

Oliver looked unphased, not even a tremble. He turned his head towards Jack, “Are we sure his wolf is dormant” He asked. Jack chuckled at his question.

“All good Ollie, no worries,” he told his comrade.

“Do you hear me, Oliver I will fucking kill you if it’s the last thing I do!” I began to shout, still tugging on the cuffs and chains that linked them. I lunged forward “You piece of shit cowar…. ARGGGHHHH”

The unpleasant sting of what felt like 100 volts ripped through my body, my teeth clenched together and my body began to convulse. It was like lighting ripping through me and setting every nerve on edge all at once.

I fell to the ground when they did it again. My limbs stiffened and my mouth dried up, the excruciating pain shooting through me shook my brain like a lone peanut in a jar.

“Prince-ee, why you got hate Ollie, he’s just doing the job he was paid to do.” Jack crouched down next to me, the fucking smirk back on his face. He enjoyed watching my torment. “Awe you’re just pissed because he got the better of you.” He began to laugh.

I looked towards Oliver. His hazel eyes trained on me. For a second, I thought I saw fear in his eyes before they flashed to a yellowy-orange, and then it was gone. Now he looked at me with no expression, his hands behind his back and facial features relaxed. Just watching the show.

I swear to the moon goddess, I will kill him.

“Ughhhh” I was shocked by the prod again. This time my vision became blurry and dark. My tongue felt like it swelled ten times larger and became slack.

I heard Jack’s voice “Get him up and in the truck. The sooner he ain’t our problem the better.” He sounded a million miles away, but I knew he was still standing beside me.

My body was hoisted up and someone began to drag me. I felt two men lift my stiff and useless frame up and then toss me onto a hard metal floor. They closed the doors and everything went black.

I tried to adjust my eyes, but my body gave out and I must have passed out again.

When I came to, I was still shrouded in darkness. The rumbling of an engine let me know I was in the back of one of those transport trucks. I groaned and tried to sit up straight, my body still feeling stiff.

“Man, you are awake. I thought for sure you be dead after they hit you with those prods, many times.” A voice with a thick accent came from the darkness, some words rolling from his tongue, his dialect close to the shifters who come from the jungle of Tolba, a territory south of the cat kingdom.

“I would have liked to have seen him break out of these cuffs.” Another man’s voice piped up. “I was hoping you would.” He said, his accent sounded more like my own.

I sat up straighter, leaning my back against the side of the moving vehicle. For a twenty-year-old, I felt like I was seventy. Everything on me hurts.

My voice was gravelly and rough when I spoke, probably due to the cattle prods and lack of fluids. “Where…” I shook my head, trying to get my thoughts right. “Can someone explain to me, how we got here and where we are going”

I was hoping at least one of these men could tell me. Give me something, anything.

“You’ve been sold young wolf,” The man with the thick jungle accent told me.

“Sold” I questioned, not to him in particular, more to myself.

Sold, I was still trying to wrap my brain around it, make sense of it. Oliver kidnapped me and sold me. But how

“My name is Ajani. I was Beta of the Hallow Rock Tribe. They took me when I was out patrolling. Shipped me down south.” He explained. “You are a ranked wolf; I can smell your power and feel your aura.”

“Do you have your wolf” I asked surprised because honestly, I could scent their ‘were’ race, but other than that I had lost all other senses and hadn’t felt Conri since before I woke up in the hull of the boat.

“You must have caused some problems for them to fuck you up like they have.” The second man said. “Your senses will come back; it took me a week before I could even speak with my wolf.”

My head shot up looking for the man in the darkness, his words piquing my interest. “Your wolf came back” I asked excitedly and hopeful.

“Yeah, I can feel him, but that’s it. I’m not ranked, so I don’t communicate with him much anyway.” The man said in a nonchalant tone. “But my sight and smell came back as strong as before.” He said with a little more pep.

“What is your name, young Wolf” Ajani questioned me.

“Kellen,” I rasped, “King Kellen of the New Moon and the Royal Pack of werewolves. Knight to the Queen of shifters” I said proudly, then dropping my tone when I realized that meant nothing right now. “Or at least I was.”

“Your majesty, it is a great honor to be in your presence,” Ajani said.

I scoffed out loud, leaning my head in my hands, feeling helpless. “It doesn’t mean anything right now, though, does it,” I said more to myself than the men in the dark.

“If only I had my wolf…” I sighed. I was starting to feel defeated.