Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha broken mate: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

My hands were raw and bloodied from hitting the metal bars surrounding me. The ache spread up my arms, but even that pain was preferable to the hopelessness and depression I was developing.Food came sporadically. Mostly, I slept. Time stretched endlessly, each moment heavier than the last. I tried to think of escape, but there was nothing—no weaknesses, no cracks in the metal. Only the presence of Alpha Dean and his men.The monotony shattered when Dean's boots clicked against the concrete floor. "Guess what?" he said, leaning against the cage with a predatory smile. "We received a letter from your boyfriend. He seems so... distressed. Isn't that touching?"I felt a flicker of hope despite everything. "He's going to come for me," I said, my voice trembling but certain. "And when he does, you'll be the one in a grave."Dean chuckled, shaking his head. "Really? You believe that fairy tale?" His tone was almost pitying. "I didn't think you'd be the delusional type. But everyone needs th

"Hang tight, we are going to save you soon. Play along. Details dropping soon." I read the content of the paper, replaying the message in my mind.What did this mean? Could this be one of Dean's twisted mind games? I threw the paper aside, refusing to let hope creep back into my heart.Then I saw something that made my breath catch. Arthur. He was actually here, he'd come to save me.I rushed to the bars. "Please save me," I cried, tears streaming down my face. I felt so weak, so tired and vulnerable. If those metal bars weren't there, I would have collapsed into his arms.Arthur began hitting the cage desperately, trying to break it open. Then I saw a shadow moving behind him—Dean, raising something heavy above his head."Arthur, behind you!" I screamed, but it was too late.The first blow sent Arthur staggering. When he didn't fall immediately, Dean struck again with brutal force. Arthur crumpled to the ground, unconscious.I couldn't hold it together anymore. The sobs tore from my t

"Are you sure this will work?" Lucian whispered, his hands shaking as he emptied the vial into the wine decanter."It has to," I replied, watching the colorless liquid dissolve. "We've planned this for months.""Daemon had refused to be part of it. Said we were being reckless, that there had to be another way. But he didn't understand. None of them understood what Father was planning to do to us next.""The pack elders filed into the dining hall for their monthly meeting with Alpha Dimitri. Twelve old wolves who'd served our family for decades, completely unaware they were about to become casualties in our war.""Pour the wine," I ordered Fenris."Arthur, we could get killed for this?" he asked."We won't be. Just do as we planned.""Father took his seat at the head of the table, already in a foul mood. "Where's Daemon?" he demanded.*"Training the younger wolves," I lied. "He said he'd join us later.""The meeting proceeded normally for the first hour. Budget discussions, territory d

Shouting echoed from somewhere above me, footsteps pounding on stone. I pressed my face against the cold bars, straining to see what was happening. The air smells strange, as if someone pumped gas into the air.My head started spinning. "What the hell?" I muttered, gripping the bars tighter as my vision blurred. The air was getting thicker, harder to breathe. "Is someone poisoning us?"I slammed my fists against the cell walls. "Hey! Anyone out there? Something's wrong with the air!"The banging hurt my hands but I kept going. If Arthur's people were launching a gas attack, I had a chance being saved from this prison.Heavy footsteps approached through the haze. A figure emerged wearing a gas mask, another one dangling from his hand.Thomas. He unlocked my cage with that master key, shoving the spare mask at me. "Put this on. Now."I strapped it over my face, the clean air flooding my lungs. "What's happening?""Gas attack. We need to move." He grabbed my hand, pulling me from the cel

"We need to focus on getting Arthur out first," I said, looking around the room at all these desperate faces. "If we can free him, he has the power to get us all to safety.""That's suicide," Thomas said immediately. "Dean's keeping him in the highest security section. Triple guards, silver restraints, probably booby traps. We'd all be dead before we got within fifty feet of his cell.""But if we could somehow—""No." Thomas's voice was sharp. "Aurora, I know you love him, but we have to be realistic. A rescue mission would get everyone killed.""So what's the plan exactly?" I asked, looking around the room at all these faces. The air was thick with sweat."We cause chaos," Jamie said again, but his voice wavered this time. "Multiple distractions to get the guards attention and then we escape.""That's not a plan, that's suicide," a woman named Vera spoke up from near the wall. She had burn scars running down her left arm.Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room. People were shif