All Chapters of Alpha Team - The First To Fall: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rose’s POV A small ember of hope comes alive in my heart. I so desperately want it to be true, but I don’t dare allow myself to dream it. Phoenix was asking about granny Gwynn and her stories, and Wolfie wants to talk about the guys, me and granny. Could it be that what I thought were dreams are actually true? When I thought granny was a witch, it wasn’t my childish imagination playing games. That haunting voice I hear on and off, like a fading echo, could be more than just my imagination or my mind playing tricks on me. I could be going crazy. It would be understandable if I was losing my grip on reality, wouldn’t it? After all, that kind of stuff is hereditary, isn’t it? And granny was kind of loopy before she died.“Bro, Flower.” Jackson greets Phoenix and I and ruffles my hair affectionately just like he used to when I was a kid, as Phoenix deposits me on a stool at the breakfast bar. None of them have called me flower since… jeez, I must have been thirteen or fourteen. I didn’t

Rose’s POV“How does he know? Is he sure? Why wouldn’t she tell me? No. I would know if granny was a witch. I lived with her, I would have seen…. Signs.” I can’t process this. It was obviously Wolfie who dropped the bombshell. Phoenix’ eyes are almost fully molten gold, and I’ve been able to feel his presence ever since Phoenix pulled me into his lap.I did see signs though, didn’t I? I saw candles flicker to life on the other side of the room. I saw her chanting and singing as she made her tea blends and ground herbs and spices to make healing balms and elixirs. She told me she was just cooking and making old wives remedies for her friends, and that I was imaging the candles. But the night I really started to think she might be a real live witch was the night I heard my mother’s voice.I was in bed, and it was late. I should have been asleep hours ago, but I just couldn’t settle. Then I heard it. Mums laugh, loud and clear as day. I sneaked out of my room and onto the landing and pe

Rose’s POVThe trip to go and get the rest of my stuff turned into a family affair. Phoenix led me up to the ground floor garage and the guys were all piling into a stunning dark green, seven-seater SUV. In the few seconds it took for Phoenix hustle me into the front passenger seat and clip me in with the seat belt, I got a look at about six other vehicles and several massive, padlocked chests. There is definitely a lot more to these guys than meets the eye. I kind of want to ask Phoenix what exactly they do. But I’m not sure I want to know the answer, so I keep my mouth shut. This car is unlike anything I could have imagined and stands out from the others. Almost the entire roof is a tinted window, and all the other windows are tinted too. There are warm white lights glowing around the foot wells and in the doors. A tablet stands out on an adjustable arm in front of me and there are several images on screen showing the shed which leads to the bunker, a pair of gates, and cameras a

Rose’s POV I wake up to the squeal of tyres screeching and my whole body being thrown up against the car door. My head hits the window with an almighty smack, and bounces back, snapping forwards as everything suddenly stops moving.Loud bangs go off so close by they make my ears ring and the metallic tang of blood lingers in the air around me. “Rose. ROSE... open your eyes baby, come on... that’s it. You’re okay love. Can you feel this?” Phoenix pinches my finger.“Yeah, owwww, what the hell was that for?” I grumble. My head feels like it might split in two and the whole right side of my body feels heavy and bruised.“Can you wiggle your toes?” he doesn’t answer my question, just keeps firing questions at me.I wriggle my toes and realise I’m not wearing my shoes. “Yeah. What happened?” I reach up to touch where my head hurts, but Phoenix takes hold of my wrist and folds my arm over my chest.“We had a run in with Antonellia’s goons. The car is a bit dinged up, but none of them wal

Rose’s POV The boat is bigger than I thought, and I have to breathe through my mouth or risk gagging on the smell of fish. Breathing through my mouth isn’t fool proof though, I can taste the fishiness, and between that and the rocking motion, I bet I look green around the gills.“There it is.” Braydon points to a dark shape in the fog with a beaming grin.I turn my head away from Phoenix’ chest, where I’ve been hiding, and watch as the vague shape morphs into a chunk of land rising up out of the water. I had been picturing a sandy beach, maybe some palm trees, like you see on T.V. Nooooo.... this is definitely not that. What I’m looking at is about as far from the picturesque image in my head as you could possibly get. The island we are heading right for looks like something out of one of those creepy movies, where a bunch of idiot teenagers with no sense of self preservation go for a laugh in it turns into a nightmare.Okay so I might be a bit melodramatic. It is getting dark, and