The Transfer novel Chapter 75

I woke as my body hit the ground hard. I gasped for air as my head clanged on the hard floor. My skin burned. I hissed and jumped to my feet as fast as I could.

I watched as Henry walked out the dungeon cell, which was different to the last. He slammed the door shut behind him. It was different this time.

The last dungeon was a secluded room with a heavy metal door. This one was like a prison cell. It was gloomy and it had the metal bars on the front. The gate was locked tightly with chains and numerous different padlocks.

I ran towards them. It would be easy for me to open. As soon as I grasped the gate, my skin burned. I cried out and jumped back in pain.

What the hell?

I could smell my skin burning. It sizzled painfully.

"Everything in here is drowsed in silver. I wouldn't touch anything if I were you," I heard a voice. I jumped, startled as I looked up and blinked.

In the cell across from me, there was a boy. He looked my age, maybe even older. He had long, brown, shaggy hair that looked like it desperately needed a wash and a cut. He had gleaming green eyes.

Who was he? Why was he in the dungeons?

"Where am I?" I asked him as I looked around. There were rows and rows of the cells. They all looked empty from what I could see.

Except for one.

There was one cell with a girl in it. She was laying against the wall. Her eyes were shut and I assumed she was sleeping. She looked peaceful and quiet.

I wondered who she was. Who were both these people?

"Henry's secret dungeons. The ones that only him and his little clonies know about. If you're here, I'm assuming that you found out about his schemes," the guy said, flicking back his hair out his face. I shrugged at him.

"He doesn't know that I know. He told everyone that I had been working with the rogues. I think he's trying to turn the pack against me," I said. This male looked like he'd been in the dungeons for a while. So did the female.

"Right. What's your name?" He asked me. I looked around me quickly, glancing for another escape route. The only one lead right through the door.

"Alison. Alison Grey. You?" I introduced myself. The guy snickered and shook his head.

"Bodie. Bodie Benson," he replied. I gaped at him.

No freaking way!

He was Henry's third child? The one the witches told me about? Holy shit!

"You're his third child! The witches mentioned you, but they didn't go into details," I exclaimed as I went to the gate again. I stopped before I could touch the silver coated bars.

Bodie nodded and sighed. He rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue. He looked tired and sad. I wondered how long it had been since he'd been outside in the real world.

"He brought me here years ago when I first figured out the evil he had done. I wanted to tell Liam, and the whole pack. But he wouldn't let me. Because I wasn't on his side, he kept me here," Bodie explained to me. I ached.

"But what about Anthony and Veronica?" I asked him. Bodie laughed out and shook his head. He shrugged at me.

"Those two? They're just as bad as him. Henry and Melissa raised them to be spoilt brats. They don't know about what he's done, but they'd side with him anyway. They're both monsters too," Bodie hissed out. I felt pained to think about family.

I missed mine.

"Alison, you're going to be in here for a long time. I suggest you get used to what you've got," Bodie sighed out. He turned around and he sat, facing me. He crossed his legs and sighed as he rubbed his legs.

I couldn't believe it. Henry had been keeping his son trapped in the secret dungeons for years. He'd been alive the entire time. What did everyone else think happened to him?

"What about everyone else? What did Henry tell them about you?" I asked him. Bodie laughed softly and shook his head. He seemed a little delirious. I didn't blame him.

"He told them I was killed in a rogue attack. I got the message. He's never letting me out of here," Bodie sighed out. He seemed sad and I felt bad for him. The poor guy.

"That's terrible. I'm sorry, Bodie," I told him softly. I hung my head slightly as I sunk to my feet and set on the ground. It burned a little, but my long workout pants and sneakers helped to stop some of the pain.

"It's not your fault. I guess we're cell mates now. The woman over there had been in here longer than I have," Bodie told me. He pointed to the sleeping woman a few cells down from me.

I looked at her. I wondered who she was. I would make introductions when she woke.

"Here's your food," I heard a voice. A man holding three trays appeared. He slid one under Bodie's prison bars and then one under mine.

Then, he walked down to the woman's and banged loudly on the bars. He slid the tray underneath the bars and the woman shook herself awake. She sat upright fast and looked around. Her eyes landed on me and she frowned.

"Eat up, pussies," the man demanded. He turned and walked away again. I snarled at him as he passed me. I didn't like the man at all.

"Mira, this is Alison. She's cool," Bodie introduced me. I widened my eyes as I looked back to the woman. I gaped at her.