All Chapters of Night of the Rogues: Bound In Darkness: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The bunker is so much better than before. That's what they tell me anyway.Except I am fascinated by the past. I want to experience the true heat of a shifter. Trapped underground every sensation multiplies by a hundred. Uncontrollable lust. To feel waves of desire so intense the only answer is to willingly walk into a room not knowing whose hands or lips will be the one to ease the burn. How is that even possible? Surely you bump or accidentally roll onto another couple? Maybe it wasn’t really ever that dark and anonymous. I couldn’t imagine how my long silvery hair or green eyes wouldn’t be visible, even if only for a second. I tried to ask my mother, Luna Elvie once, but she simply blushed. “Those days are the past. We have things under control now,” she smiled sweetly, stroking my hand. “It was a necessity back then. It wasn’t love. Wolves are powerful, demanding spirits.”“But isn’t it what us shifters are meant to feel?” I challenge, a rare occasion for me.My mother’s face t

I don’t want to be here. The snow is annoying, it’s too fucking cold and that bunker gives me the creeps. Most of the beige-clothed regulars freak me out too. They’re so fucking happy to be here. Mainly, I hate the fact every time I stand in this courtyard all I can see is the place my poor mother took her final breaths. My father, used to communicating in his own silent code, has lost the love of his life. He trusted this place would save her. Meaning I must now be the perfect daughter and care for him.I do want to care for him. Just not in an underground bunker.My mate has chosen six months of fresh air over being with me. No negotiations or discussion. Certainly not the fairytale I was hoping for. The full moon after my mother died, we found each other. It was stunning, even I have to admit that. The beam came down but I wasn’t even looking at it. I was skulking in a corner, fingers entwined with my father as silent tears slipped down his cheeks. My heart leapt, charged wi

I’ve walked into a cult. Bunch of peace loving idiots who were in no way prepared for those gun-toting cavemen. They might as well have been human instead of shifters. Fucking useless. Pathetic.“Shut up,” a female voice snaps.Was I thinking out loud?“You still are. So shut up.”I open my eyes groggily to see the golden amber eyes of Hope staring down at me, her gorgeously fiery red hair tied up into a high bun. Scraped away from her face she’s all intriguing cheekbones, freckles and pout. Not that I allow my expression to change in the slightest.“What happened?”“You stormed off to the medic thinking you were invincible. Passed out in a corner from blood loss and almost died. I’ve just finished digging the bullets out. I could get one of the peace loving idiots to have a go if you prefer?” she added sarcastically, a twist of a smile lighting her face.“Shit, did I miss the group heading out to meet the attackers?” attempting to sit up and getting a vicious push back down. Her bare

I have never tried to eavesdrop so hard in my life. As a child it was discouraged. Especially underground in the confines of the Light’s bunker. Everyone still did it. Now I’m pressing my head as close to the silver bars as I dare, hungrily trying to catch any snippets. My hulk of a guard remains stoic and silent. It is impossible to tell how long I have been down here thanks to the lights never dimming but I’ve had two huge sleeps. So who knows. “I can’t move you know,” I growl at my keeper, knowing he will do nothing. “This is the start of my body failing!” My thinking is fuzzier. Logic, harder to come by. The only thing cutting through the haze is my guard's rosemary scent which just makes my heart ache for home. When the corridor outside of my cell starts to echo with the whoops of triumph I struggle to my feet, quickly dizzy with the exertion. In strides Alpha Raze. He has ditched his leathers and now sports a long, black fur coat, his blonde hair poking out from under a furry

I’m so pleased I bit the bullet and asked him. These past two weeks I’ve actually laughed and joked. The paranoia about the place caving in on me has lifted too.Tonight is the first full moon since we locked down the bunker. Later, we will dope ourselves up on Monks Pepper and drown out our wolves' desperate urges. Apparently underground it’s almost savage how much your body craves sexual contact. As in whimpering, begging, whining, anyone-do-anything-to-me desire. So, considering Cal still makes my stomach flip every time his dark eyes meet mine, I intend to drink at least a pint of the stuff. Maybe two.There is a routine established now. Vera and Ervin have stepped into the Beta roles. Arlen is now Sol’s full-time carer. So the slightly smug blonde pair are keeping things running day to day. Between the other devotees, the kitchens are run, the rooms are cleaned, and the boiler is maintained. They meditate, eat, and socialise together. Calix and I are the annoying children left