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Chapter 54: Darius
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Showered and in dry, clean clothes I feel much more like myself, albeit a far weaker version of myself. How long will it take to regain my strength I wonder? If I regain it. You certainly donât hear tales of great rogue alphas in our histories. Is that because there are none, or because rogues donât write history books? Time will tell.I eye the bed in the corner of the room. Itâs strange to feel tired. Sleep has always been more of an optional pleasure for me than a necessity, but right about now, I feel as if I could sleep for a century. That would be one way to pass the time.Making my way over to the bed, I collapse really more than lie down, relieved to be off my feet, but just as I settle in and close my eyes, the door opens. Becca leans against the door frame with her hip. She doesnât say anything at first, just watches me with her head cocked to the side. I sit up.âWhat?â I ask, trying not to let my annoyance show. I am her guest after all.âJust debating joining you in bed
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âYou can stay in my room!â Anna chirps as we come to a stop in front of a neon pink door. She swings it open to reveal an equally pink room. âI decorated it myself! It was one of the first spells Laumae taught me. She says I have an artistâs heart,â she continues proudly.âMy room is next door, and Thomas is across the hall. Thereâs an empty room next to his for you. I wouldnât stay in here if I were you. It looks like a pink elephant puked up Pepto,â Eric adds laughing. Anna gives him a death glare. âIt does not! Youâre just jealous you couldnât figure out how to change your room!âHe goes quiet and kicks a stuffed animal at his feet. Anna continues to show me all her treasures and triumphs oblivious to the nerve sheâs struck in her brother. He continues to sulk for a bit before Anna mentions the training grounds, and he perks back up, tales of his newfound prowess with the bow and arrow pouring out of him.I soak up every word they say. Every expression they make. The way the light
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Dinner was served by 9 as requested and went smoothly. The Blood Moon warriors were strictly regulated indeed. Like clockwork men, they marched to the mechanisms of their routine, which I learned was dinner at 9, practice from 10 to 12, cleanup, drinks, then it was lights out. They barely spoke to one another, let alone me or my children, not even a thank you for the lodging or food. They've been here half a day, and the gamma is the only one I've spoken more than three words to. It's unnatural. We're pack animals, after all. There seems to be no comradery, no warmth in their ranks. Even over the drinksâwhich they broughtâthere was no idle chitchat between them, stories, or songs. They just recited oaths to their alpha, who isn't even here. It's just another ritual, a mark in their routine. This is no normal camp. 1:05 AM, and I find myself in bed listening to nothing but eerie silence, trying to process this situation. I can't just let them leave with the girls, can I? I'm not stupi
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The car comes to a sudden stop, slamming me into consciousness and the seat back behind me. I hear car doors shut and feet on gravel before the trunk door opens, and someone pulls me out and to my feet by my hair, dragging me toward the pack house doors. The early morning dawn light is blinding. My eyes hurt. My head hurts. My heart hurts. I'm forced to crouch slightly as the warrior gripping my hair drops his arm. He holds me in place absently while waiting on our warriors to permit him into the pack house. I can't seem to bring myself to think of them as anything but our warriors, but there is no "our" anymore, is there? I'm alone. "They will see you now," one of the gaurds announces, opening the door and leading us into the foyer. It's been so long since I've been to the pack house, and now, to return like this. My feet leave dark marks on the cold marble as dried blood and mud flakes loose. "Stop," the warrior who let us in suddenly comments, "Not her. She's a mess." His eyes gla
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The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution   Chapter 54: Darius
The cold collision of my skin against rock jars me back into consciousness as the council guards walk away from me, leaving me in the mud with nothing but the echoes of their laughter. I knew this could happen. I just never believed it would.I push up out of the muck, trying to get a sense of where theyâve dumped me. Even thatâs a struggle. Iâve never felt so weak, even when I was transitioning. Death hurt less than this. Itâs as if a piece of every cell in my body has been violently ripped from me. Itâs so quiet, startlingly alone, after feeling so many connections for so long.Itâs no wonder there are so few rogue alphas. The few that survive the pack bonds breaking likely end things themselves just to escape the isolation. That wonât be me. Iâm stronger than this. I can come back from this.The terrain is rocky here, and thereâs a chill on the breeze, but no sounds of civilization. Iâm not near a town. Mountain peaks peek over the trees around me. The road the guards brought me he
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution   Chapter 53: Amalea
âWait! Slow down!â I call out breathlessly to my strange guide as I struggle through the brush after him. I donât know how far weâve gone, but it feels like miles. Whatever I was dosed with may have worn off, but my body still feels foreign, like it belongs to someone else. Someone weak and slow. It doesnât help that I have no shoes, and Iâm constantly struggling to keep the cloak my guide gave me tied around me, but it is better than being naked.I nearly topple backward when he doubles back and pops up beside meâhe certainly isnât slow. âHave you seen others like me come from the mountain? Werewolves I mean? Two boys and a girl?â I ask, trying to distract myself from the creeping realization that Iâve now followed a fae creature deep into their wood. Iâve followed the enemy.He answers without hesitationâwith an elvish stream of gibberish. I canât understand him. His tone seems friendly at least. The confused look on my face as I try to puzzle out what he means must be clear because
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My visit to the capital has gone a little differently this round. No luxury cars and comfortable accommodations, thatâs for sure. Just cold dark walls and distrust. Worse, theyâve given me a cellmate this timeâfucking Darius. Two days now, and he hasnât said a word. He just sits there brooding. Heâs plotting, Iâm sure. That bastard is always plotting. His plotting got us into this. At least the council seems to view this matter with slightly more urgency than Aliciaâs dramatic performance. Weâre set to stand before them today. I still donât know how Iâm going to get out of this. Fuck, I still donât understand what happened. All I know is itâs Dariusâ doing somehow, and heâs got to pay. Thankfully, Iâm not doomed to spend another awkward afternoon stuck in my cell. An omega gives us our daily bread and Darius gets his blood bag before a council agent escorts us to the meeting chamber. No one is working this time. All eyes are on us, and the looks we are getting are more than disappro
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I canât sense her anymore, but she canât be dead. I felt her through the blood bond, followed our love all the way to a huge oak tree in the Dark Wood, but I couldnât find her, and as dawn broke, I felt her move away before I lost her completely. I donât understand any of this. Having fae blood explains her ability to shift into other animals, but not why I canât feel her now. I can smell she was here. Thereâs an itch in my mindâsomething I used to know. Something familiar about her abilities. What have I been forced to forget, and what does it have to do with Amalea? It would take a powerful witch to cast an enchantment like this. To erase something from reality? Thatâs not childâs play. Itâs not something that would be done on a whim or could be done by just anyone. It would have a price. Clouds gather overhead, casting a gloom over the forest as it begins to rain. I donât want to, but I need to leave. I wonât figure out anything just sitting under this tree. Iâve been here for ho
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Itâs soft. Whereâwhere am I? I should be dead. I try to open my eyes, but they feel heavy. I feel heavy, sleepy, distant from myself, likeâI canât think straight. My thoughts run from me, confuse me. Why is it soft? I can feel it all around me, against my skin, cradling me. NakedâIâm naked. Why? They hung me.I should be dead. It smells like soil, like earth, like home. Am I dead? Am I home? I have to open my eyes. Open. It takes all my strength, but slowly the world fades into view. Moss. The moss is soft. Iâm below a tree, an oak tree.The realization sends a shot of sobering adrenaline through me, and my mind emerges from the hazeâitâs not just any oak tree. Itâs our oak tree! Iâm laying at the tunnel entrance, but how did I get here? Who brought me here? Why am I naked? Why canât I move?I try to wiggle my fingers, but they wonât budge, and my eyes flutter closed from the effort. My tears fall anyway. Who cares how I got here? Iâm alive, and Iâm home. I just need to sleep whatever
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution   Chapter 49: James
I canât even look at her. I know if I do, I wonât be able to go through with this. Even if this isnât a real execution. Fuck, even if she really does hate meâwants that asshole insteadâshe shouldnât have to go through this. I can feel every step she takes. Her anger, confusion, hurt, fear, and now calm. Sheâs letting go. I just hope that I can bring her back.âThe bag,â I manage, trying to keep my voice steady as I glance up at herâand thatâs when I know. I feel it. A surge of defiance. I should have known her calm was just the eye of the storm. A smile plays across her perfect lips as she jumps off the platform before Jackson can put the bag over her head.She seems to fall in slow motion as I watch my world end. The council member will know. Heâll know she isnât dead. Heâll know I tried to defy the councilâs orders. Theyâll kill her anyway, and me too maybe, if they donât expel the pack from the alliance or both.I hear her bones snap, breaking me from my trance, but not at the end
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution   Chapter 48: Amalea
Iâve had a lot of time to thinkâtoo much maybe. I wish that I had more time for so many things, but thinking isnât one of them. The more I think about how I got here, about all the things that have been done to me, the angrier I get. Angry that I wonât get to do all the things I wanted in my life. That I wonât ever get to see my children again, to know if theyâre alright, to see the people theyâll grow to be, to say goodbye. Iâm angry that my own people put me here. That the leaders we chose to protect us built a system that uses us as fuel to create power for a few, for them. That I canât do anything to change it, make it a better place for my children, for Liza, for everyone I love. That Iâm letting them all down.âYou didnât eat your breakfast,â James muses beside me. I donât need the mate bond to know heâs worried about me and that makes me even angrier. I hate him for putting his mark on me, for forcing fate on me, for being here right now instead of Darius.âIâm ready,â I repea
