All Chapters of The Alpha's Rogue Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Frederick guided me out of the dungeons, but instead of going upwards and out of the Pack House, we went lower, down a cellar I hadn’t even realised was there. There was a square-shaped wooden door that had iron locks around it, but with a snap of his fingers, Frederick opened it and we descended.This place was a lot more secure than the dungeons and it frightened what he might have hidden down there, especially if magic was the only way to open it. “Where are we going?” I asked tentatively, reluctant to take another step down.Fredrick chuckled darkly as he turned around with a ruthless smile, “You’ll see.”I didn’t have much of a choice so I continued to follow him, knowing that if I tried to escape, Marcus would be just up the stairs waiting for me. I could try it, maybe I could get past him, but I doubted that it would be that easy.It felt like we were taking forever to walk down the steep narrow steps downwards, like we were headed straight for Hell. I didn’t ask Fredrick any

Jackson’s POVPoppy and the others who were injured during the attack were quickly moved to the infirmary whilst I gathered my council to make a plan. It was hard determining our next move and I hated when things like this were difficult because the lives of everyone in this pack were my responsibility. Christian, despite being injured, joined the meeting. He was not going to let ‘a few cuts and bruises’ keep him from doing his duties. As an alpha, I admired that about him, but as his friend, I thought he was a fucking idiot.“How did they get past our borders?” I growled and looked at the wolf who had taken over for Abel whilst he was being held in the dungeon, Becca.Becca had the courage not to look scared as she addressed me, “I’m sorry, Alpha, we don’t know. Their scents and movements were undetectable, even to myself. My warriors were kept on a strict routine because of the celebration. It was like they knew our moves and were able to hide their own.”I looked at Clarissa, “Is

Elise's POVHe dragged me into an infirmary-type room and plonked me on one of the beds. It was a small, thin bit of metal with a paper-thin mattress so worn and stained with blood and sweat and something else that I didn't want to think about. I could see the springs like they were veins on the skin. The springs dug against my body and I looked up at Fredrick in horror.What was he planning on doing to me here? It looked worse than the dungeon like a torture chamber made only so that Fredrick could patch his victims up and start all over again.I watched him carefully as he roamed around the room, and Melanie came closer and closer. Her fingertips glowed a cold blueish light as she smiled, her sadistic expression mirroring Fredrick’s as she stood in front of the bed.“Who’s protecting you, Elsie?” She asked darkly, the light in her hand beginning to fizzle and crack with each passing second.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I mumbled stiffly, knowing there was nowhere left

Elise’s POVTrue to their word, they didn’t offer me any pain relief during their so-called ‘operation’. There was nothing to numb the pain or distract me as Melanie sliced into my back, searching for the last damned piece of silver.Many times I tried to get out of those restraints that held me, face down against the bed, but the second I would make a movement for one of the scalpels or even to break my own wrist to try to free myself, Marcus was there with his sadistic glance, smiling with a fearsome, toothy smile before knocking my head against the bedframe making me go dizzy.They wouldn’t let me pass out either, any time I looked like my eyes would flutter shut and give me some relief from my pain, they would splash me with icy water and do whatever they could to keep me awake and conscious.“I’m not done yet,” Melanie taunted in her soft, motherly voice, like she was a mother consoling a child, “Keep still before I hurt you more.”She sliced near the bone in my shoulder and I bi

At first, I thought I was dead, for real this time considering what had just happened. I was floating around in a sea of nothingness when my eyes cracked open and I thought “Well, this must be death”, so I closed my eyes again as if I were going to sleep.Some people say that their lives flash before their eyes right before death, but mine didn't. Mine flashed by like a whirlwind the second I entered whatever world this was. Memories of my family, of my escape, of Jackson and the rest of the friends and loved ones I had.I never had a chance in the world of the living, I'd barely lived.It didn’t feel so bad, being in this weightless world. Everything was peaceful. Nothing hurt, nothing scared me. Maybe death was a good thing, maybe it should’ve happened a long time ago. If I’d have died long ago maybe none of this would’ve ever happened. My family would be alive, Fredrick wouldn't have his hands on the Blessed Silver and the Full Moon pack wouldn't have been attacked just so Fredrick