His Rogue Luna novel Chapter 4

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Girl," a voice called out. It was rough and gravelly but still feminine.

"What makes you think I can't keep that promise?" I asked. The voice came from the cell besides Conan. The woman shuffled in the dark before stepping into the light so I could see her. She had three deep scars slashing through the left side of her face, over the place where her eye used to be.

"Because this is The Phantom Pack and no rogue leaves here alive."

We had been in the prison for a while now and in my boredom, I was quickly getting to know the other prisoners next to me.

The one eyed woman who spoke so ominously was Erica. She was twenty seven. and had been trapped in here for a year. She had trespassed on the land and had stolen some money so she could leave the country. Apparently her trial was still pending.

Leo was the name of the boy in the cell besides me. He was dark skinned with thick black curls flopping onto his forehead and mischievous brown eyes. He was only seventeen. He had tried joining the pack as his last one had been destroyed, but he was instead imprisoned.

Celia was slightly older and was thirty nine. She wasn't a rogue, but was part of the Phantom Pack. Her parents had betrayed the pack and had been executed. She was put in the prison because the pack thought she had played a role. She had been imprisoned for three months and was pending an execution.

Then there was Santiago who was of Latino background like me. He had tan skin and light brown hair. He had mistakenly trespassed on pack lands while being chased by other rogues. He was barely older me, only twenty five.

Lucy was another inmate. She was quiet and didn't talk much so I didn't know why she was in here or for how long. She was young, only fifteen with pin straight black hair and dark slanted eyes.

"I am going on a picnic and bringing sandwiches, cake, lemonade, apples, pie, ice cream and...beer!" I heard some chuckle at Leo's addition to the list.

We were playing a children's game called 'I Am Going On A Picnic And Bringing...". Everyone would add an item to the list and the next person would have to recall the whole list before making an addition of their own.

It was silly and childish but it passed time.

Hearing footsteps suddenly approach, we quietened and stepped back from the bars. There were two sets of footsteps and judging by their heaviness, they were large and well built males.

The large figures stopped by my cell and I heard the door unlock before it was slid open. One of the figures I recognised. He was the older male with blond hair who had captured Conan and I.

He held something out to me and looking down at it, I realised it was the soft cotton dress from earlier. I quickly slipped it on.

It was short.

"Sorry I took so long. I had to deal with my stubborn son," he joked. I didn't respond, just watching him suspiciously.

"Oh! How could I forget. I'm Elric Hadrian, nice to meet you," he held out a large rough hand for me to shake. I slipped mine in it and gave it a single firm shake before swiftly letting go.