All Chapters of Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

A few hours later I am straddling Declan. Naked, sweating, more alive than I’ve ever felt as I bare myself to him. He doesn’t flinch at my scars, nor I his. We are perfectly imperfect. In a brief moment of clarity, Declan explained how he saw Howen and Corina enter the Black Hall hand in hand. Whatever they were planning wasn't going to interfere with their wolves' passion for each other tonight.. I couldn't bring myself to answer as I my body shook and gave way to the overwhelming pleasure of feeling Declan inside me. I chased his noises of pleasure. I allowed myself to be guided by him, how I gripped his chest, the speed at which I rose up and down upon his solid cock. His hands and mouth ravaged my nipples, teasing them into taut bullets that brushed achingly against his chest every time my body gave way and crumbled in ecstasy.Declan's thighs are so solid and wide it is almost uncomfortable to be seated upon him but then every other sensation makes up for it as I place my hands

Howen’s lost his mind. There’s no other way to describe it. He’s gone and shot at us all Attacked his own so-called allies at the same time. I’ve definitely been hit about ten times, breathing inwards is fucking agony. how he's missed my head I dont know but all down one side of my body is peppered with pinpoint pain. Hearing that shrill little bitch encouraging him is a bitter pill to swallow. How easily her words encourage him to fire upon the men he has known since a teen.We had been fighting. Man to man, scrapping and punching, refusing to yield. I knew Reu had my back. That pistol kept back the meatheads like Fabian who might try to sneak a low blow. It was impossible to see who was betraying who in the dimly lit corridor. A melee of fists, punches and snarling as some brown wolves appeared out of nowhere.My jaw took a pounding from Howen’s huge fists. All the lessons Reu and I gave Howen out in the woods over the years. Tactics he was now using against me. He had a crazed ene

Accompanied by the clanging of door locks and the rumble of the boilers, Reu arrived with the shy, stocky Samir to carry Declan back to his room. Everyone else was locked down in their dorms.I knew other Rogues had been shot and injured but selfishly I only cared about one man. Even so, in the midst of my panic about his dazed state I managed to notice Reu taking another lingering stare at Elvie’s naked body. He must not have taken a full dose of the Monks Pepper because the hunger in his eyes was clear. Even as he struggled with the weight of the passed-out Declan in his shoulders he was diverted. Until he realised I was observing.“Back to your rooms,” he grunted roughly at us both. Samir grabbed Declan's legs to help Reu share the weight. Elvie was eager to fill Mara in on the drama. She explained how she tied up Corina with devilish zeal whilst Mara dried her hair."She's in with Ronan now! Not the same cell which is a shame but still, she's no Luna now!"Mara smiled, she wasn'

The tension in our room was increasing. It should have been more relaxed, fewer jobs to do, more time to simply hang out in our room. It did the opposite. Without menial tasks oto occupy our thoughts everyone soon starts thinking of everything else.Mainly about how hungry we are. Wondering how Declan is doing. It’s been two weeks since I sprinted away from him in the corridor. We heard Willa gained a black eye after a bust up with her roommate. Male servants were getting into scrappy fist fights. The half-dozen rogues trusted to patrol were being called into action fairly frequently now.It’s because a few days ago rations dropped down to one meal. Some mashed up vegetables, whatever scraps of meat are still about, and a huge pile of rice. It fills the plate, but it's just not enough calories. My stomach growls constantly, as does Mara’s. Elvie is starting to slim down, too. It is inevitable. Her long silvery hair hangs lanker, all of our faces paler, more sickly. The three of us la

I fly out of the room slamming the door behind me. Every sentence slammed against my chest. To understand that even from our very first encounter she has deceived me. She has been taking food from right under everyone's nose to feed a stowaway, some random thief! If I pass anybody in the corridor on my way I don’t notice, there is nothing but heat and anger, blurring the edges of my vision. I’ve been made a complete and utter fool.I stand outside the door and stare at it. It isn’t even locked! The door is unlatched, so she has been giving this guy free rein to wander the corridors at night or something? Have they been meeting up secretly? Without even realising I’m sniffing the air, as if I could tell when Lyra was last here. There is nothing. Four and a half months!I pace back and forth, trying to calm down, trying to think about how to handle this like an Alpha and not as a man who just had his world shit upon. My wolf winces in pain, nudging consoling thoughts towards the front