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45. Lyra
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Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 46. Declan
It took a few days longer to recover than I anticipated. I ended up being laid on my side in the bare Black Hall having three of the bullets in my side extracted by a fiendish Elvie. The wounds had become irritated and swollen. She ruthlessly retrieved shards with a huge pair of metal tweezers. Arlen held me by the shoulders, his own ribs freshly bandaged. His companion Sol, a bald, incredibly nervous man placed all his weight on my hips to stop me jerking as Elvie mercilessly rooted around for shards.Unphased by the blood and gore, instead Elvie clapped her hands together and smiled, “got it! Woo!” Reu was nowhere to be seen. It hadn’t escaped my notice how he had admired Elvie. They had attended meetings together but I realised he often sat where she was out his eyeline. The meetings had been suspended due the lockdown right now, unable to test my theory.The half dozen rogues who had remained loyal patrol the silent corridors. There is no activity other than basic boiler maint
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 47. Lyra
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
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 48. Lyra
Reu quickly let go of my shoulders and took a step backwards. “Nothing. Nothing is going on,” his blue eyes staring daggers at me. "Reu? Everything okay?” “Yeah, I said you were prepping the safes and you didn’t want anyone going in.” Declan stood between us, a tight long sleeved cotton top clinging to every muscle as his hands rested on his hips. These big Rogues needed to eat, if i thought my stomach was hurting, these guys must be in agony. No wonder fights were breaking out. “We’ll talk later,” Declan growled towards Reu. He gave Declan a hard, unimpressed glare before finally stalking off down the corridor. It didn't escsape my notice that his fists were clenched as he left. Beckoning me towards him, Declan asked, “Everything okay?” I nodded and followed him back into the Valdis suite. I gasped in surprise at how much the space had changed. Everything that could be shattered in an explosion had been removed. All the heavy wooden bookcases, meeting table, the desk, the books
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 49. Declan
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
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 50. Lyra
I jumped out of my skin at a bang somewhere outside. The silken sheets still slippery and peculiar to the touch. Had fighting broken out again, was that the sound of Declan killing Viktor? I sat Corinas silken bed with my legs curled up around me. Even if I wanted to go outside and find him, I was locked in here. Surrounded by nothing but memories. i started calculating the accumulated months of my life I had spent cleaning this velvet, fur, and silk-trimmed den for Corina. I knew every inch of this room. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to pull myself together. I could still smell Declan’s heady sandalwood on my purple dress and skin. My body still ached from being consumed by him. I should shower but then I'd lose that dark sandalwood that was so unique to him.. “Shit I’m in such a mess,” I whispered to nobody. The tears had stopped, but I was utterly exhausted. I flopped back onto the silken sheets and stared upwards. No wonder Corina slept soundly every single night. Thi
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 51. Lyra
I hid in Corina’s room for over a week. Every morning I wake up and a huge feast of food is laid just inside the doorway. I assume Reu is trying to help, the latch not slid across, enabling me to leave if I wanted. Instead I was devouring thick slabs of bread smeared in sweet sugary jams. Huge chunks of pork and rice waited for me in overflowing bowls. It is the first time in my entire life I have had time to myself to think. To not be slaving away at manual labour, cowering in fear of someone’s whiplash, healing from my own beating. I could just be alone and think. I ate every scrap of food. My cheeks quickly started to refill with health after only a few days of devouring thousands of epically fatty calories. Every so often from the other side of the metal door I heard the sounds of chatter. With all the Rogues but Howen back out the Black Hall was in use as a gym again. Spirits were clearly high and bouncing, I hoped Declan was feeling better. I tried not to torture myself with h
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 52. Corina
I should have been smarter. Played the game differently. I’d give anything for a time machine, I can see all the errors I’ve made and how I’d tweak the result to just swing it the other way. If I had kept my own head, not carried on fucking the life out of that idiot male servant like my wolf wanted and got my ass to the weapons room for the machine gun rounds I’d be the queen right now. If I had told Howen to take that machine gun and pepper Declan’s room with it before he fucked me in the Black Hall life would be a peach. But no, my goddamn wolf wanted its kicks and we were weak. Almost as bad as the lack of food is the smell. Then the lack of any information. The only news I do have is the fact Declan is my half-brother. I tried to seduce my half-brother and he knew it. He knew the whole time how disgusting I was behaving, how low I crawled. Did Declan kill the others who joined the uprising? Are they walking about free? How much food is left, have the safes been opened? The gu
Night of the Rogues: Trapped with the Enemy 53. Lyra
Leaving the room with Elvie and Mara, it almost felt normal. Walking down through the constant grey with my companions to see yet another wounded person. Same as every other Freeze. Except as we approached Nine, it was clear this was no regular injury. Elvie clutched the medical bag, the master key rattling around with a sick sense of deja vu. Reu and Fabian were waiting for me, their faces pale and shaken. This had to be bad, considering the things these Rogues have seen.“Lyra, we have told Ronan if he even says a thing we’ll let him starve to death,” Reu said firmly. Fabian nodded, running a hand through his blonde curls. “We can open the door and bring her out to you if you want?” I shook my head, “let me take a look at her. It might be that we have to move Ronan if she can’t be carried.” “Okay, just…brace yourself.” “What is that smell?” Mara asked, but I knew. It was the same smell that had followed me into the void of fear that claimed me weeks ago. Burning, charred flesh. T
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