Chapter 14*third person*“You..”“I’m Maria.”It was the girl with the sea green blue hair. She was the one who had a corner cell in the prison.“What the fuck. I was going to hit you!” Jess turned the lights on so he could see clearly.“Don’t worry, it wouldn’t have hurt.”His pride, as a man, had taken a blow. A 5’11 man with a decent body and built enough biceps, can’t inflict pain on a 5’4 girl through a punch?“I’m kidding. It would hurt but it would just be 10 percent of the pain I can wreak on you.”
Chapter 13I don’t know how long it’s been but Hade made no effort to pull away from me. I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. If I tell him to fuck off, would he try to kill me again?“Hade, give him some space.” It was the Beta.An animalistic growl emerged from Hade that caused me to flinch back. For a second I thought he wasn’t actually human. Well, I guess he isn’t. Something like this is probably a dream come true for most men. However, it’s not as exciting when you’re the only weak human in a pack of wolves. They will shred me to pieces and feed the leftovers to their pups.“I have no intention of touching him, just look at his neck first.”Did Hade secretl
Chapter 12JESS“I’m starving.” I complain to myself. I was alone in my room. Torin was in his- he didn’t bother coming out ever since we were left here in the morning. It was now night time and nobody had come up and offered us food. It was understandable because we were prisoners but would a little courtesy hurt ? Maybe they didn’t feel the need to kill us because they thought we would starve to death on our own? Is that what this was? A man needed his food. There’s no way I could stay awake a second longer without getting something in me. It had been almost 2 days now. At the risk of getting myself killed, I got up from my bed and opened the bedroom door. I thought, if I was going to die it might as well be for a cause as noble as food. It would be an acceptable noble death.
Chapter 11*third person pov*Alpha Ruax was sitting in his office, watching as the files gathered up on his desk. He picked one up and amusingly glanced at it, tossing it aside just as quickly. The work seemed to pile up day by day but it did not seem to bother him in the slightest. After all, he believed the work was not for him, it was for Hade. It did not occur to him that if he were to make his position as Alpha permanent, he would have to deal with such ‘petty’ work. Unfortunately, he was not one to play office nicely. As long as he had his freedom and his fun, it was all the same to him. What did it matter if the pack suffered or they went to war? It would be a nice scenery, it would be something interesting out of this boring peaceful life that Hade had so faithfully established. Why did he even work so hard fo
Chapter 10 The words replayed in my head. It occurred to me just now, the last words she had said to me. What were the last words I had said to her? My memory grows fuzzier with each hour that passes in this place. It was unhealthy, how easy it was to ignore. It was a different world, after all. A parallel universe. Anything could happen. Was I hoping that I would find her again here? Is that not how parallel universes worked? The people were the same but since they had made different decisions, they had landed in different places of their life. It may not be possible since there was nothing human about this world. However, if dopplegangers existed, it wasn’t as if they would have a clue of who I am. Mom wouldn’t even recognize me, if she existed at all.
“Eh? He’s still sleeping? How boring.” It was a distant voice that got closer as the sentence ended. The feeling of recovering from a dream was always a strange one. You never knew if what you were hearing was part of the dream or if it was finally turning into reality. I opened my eyes and regretted it. It was reality. I wished for a moment that it was simply a figment of my subconscious world and I’d be in my own bed after waking up. Mom would probably tell me to hurry up since I’d be getting late for school and then I’d rush down for breakfast, finding my idiot drunkard father familiarly sprawled across the couch. It would be a normal weekday morning. Could it not be like that? It didn’t matter. It was reality. No matter how shitty things feel, they are never a dream, it’s always a reality. It was Alpha, he was crouched outside the jail cell, peaking in curiously. He had the expression of a child wanting to play with his new p