All Chapters of Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It’s only sixteen days and eight hours until the next full moon. Until I can hold her and adore her and pretend that we’re not stuck in this hellhole. Pretend that she isn’t heading for execution by my leaders when spring arrives. Pretend she isn’t the bloodline I dreamt about destroying.The more I think about it, the longer I spend smashing the home-made punching bag that has been hung in the repurposed Black Hall. Sweat drips down my body, frustration pouring out of me but never sated. Everyone here knows she is the daughter of Valdis. Howen has said more than once she is a bad seed, a reputation amongst the other workers.To try and distract myself, I attended the council meeting. Corina, dressed in a low-cut ruby silk sits at my side, assumes she is second in command. It doesn’t help that the gathering has to take place in one of Valdis’ old offices. It’s the only place with a table big enough. Standing around in a corridor is no good.“Sir…Alpha…I mean Declan,” Arlen spoke up, re

I had no idea what to say, how can you describe the moment all of your dreams fall into place. I just nodded, allowing myself to smile and accept his soft kisses. “You’re very quiet, is this what you want too?” he murmured before I wrapped my arms around him huge shoulders. “Of course, I’m sorry yes. Yes!” my smile now so wide it started to hurt my face. “But we have to be a secret don’t we?” He sighed and clicked his tongue. “I may have just made a massive scene at the council about banning relationships,” and narrowed his dark eyebrows, “might have made an error there.” I shook my head, “I think I like it being just us, for a while, just…get used to the idea.” Sat on Corina’s bed I had a vision of her walking in and ruining everything. “I think we had better go, she’ll be back soon.” “Don’t go hiding from me anymore, okay? I don’t know how you manage to do it but sometimes it feels like you’ve escaped completely.” I blush, knowing that he means the occasions I am with Viktor,

I was seething when Arlen showed me the missing food. Hastily ripped open parcels, just clumsy, selfish thieves.. “Sir, I have never known this happen before, obviously Valdis would have-” his pink, fleshy hands already quivering with fear. “I know what he would have done,” I growled darkly back before summoning everyone. Who would steal food? Who could be so selfish down here? Unfortunately, my mind initially turned to my fellow Rogues. Purely because those who have survived down here year after year know the dangers. They want the food to last. Then Fabian asked me to come check out something in corridor seven, the heating and pump rooms. Constant noise from the huge pipes and generators leaves my jaw clenched. It stinks like hell as Arlen, Sol, and the crew of identical looking shaven haired men with scared eyes constantly feed fuel and monitor the pressure. “We could have a better system. Surely they don’t all need to be in here. Especially since one pump is down. On a full mo

It’s a close call but I might actually be getting away with what happened. Just remembering being stood in front of that blood covered ape gives me chills. She didn’t die but it’s been a week now and apart from eating some soup like an animal and allowing herself to be walked to the bathroom, Lyra is lost. Completely sunk. I had wanted her to die at the hands of Ronan. On balance, this alternative will do. Every time I feel a twinge of guilt at her shambling around in her white nightgown I remember my fathers teachings. The rules are different underground. Fear has people by the throat already, with a little bit of pressure they will see your way on any matter. Just look at my loyal Howen. Wearing black, confessing my accidental sins, Howen swearing he found Ronan first like a good boy, I'm almost innocent. Almost. Declan looks like shit. He’s started sleeping in the bunk above her. He doesn’t seem to care who knows about his crush on her. He leaves her for mere minutes at a t

The thudding bass of the Black Hall thundered down the corridor, paired with the familiar ebb and flow of my wolf rising within. I knew Elvie or Mara would have already washed and cared for me but I needed to shed this invisible layer. Scrub off the fear that I almost drowned in. I lifted the narrow sleeves of the nightgown from my shoulder, the cotton material quickly pooling at my feet. Twisting the taps to a steamy heat I stuck my head underneath. My long hair was instantly soaked, forming a black veil. The heat and rush of the water did nothing to stop the impact of the moon. Almost without thinking my hand wandered over my breasts and down towards my stomach. Then with a hitched breath I closed my eyes and allowed my fingers to slide in between my legs. To my surprise I was already slick, eager to feel pleasure. My body had woken to the sound of Declan’s voice in more ways than one. Had my wolf pushed me back to the surface for this purpose? I sighed and kept my forehead pres