Lahat ng Kabanata ng Enslaved to the Mad Alpha: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 126

Zara's POV My head was buried between my drawn up knees, my arms wrapped so tightly around my legs that they ached. I was sniffling, my breath hitching despite how hard I tried to keep it quiet. The dungeon smelled of damp stone and rot, the cold seeping into my bones like it had every intention of staying.Ike was dead.The thought sat in my chest, weighing on me painfully.I had come here to save him. That had been my reason. My justification. I had convinced myself that I was being clever, that I was doing something brave. Instead, I had walked him straight into a trap and now he is dead.It was my fault.If I had just left with him when I had the chance, maybe he would still be alive. If I hadn’t insisted on staying behind, on poking around Redpeak with my ridiculous plan to uncover who Kali’s twin really was, maybe he would have gotten back to Redpeak safely.If I hadn't insisted on coming to Redpeak, Kali would still be safe in Emmett’s home. She would still have warmth and pr

Kali's POV I sat crouched in the darkest corner of my room, my knees pulled tight to my chest, my arms wrapped around myself like they could keep me from falling apart.I wanted to cry.Gods, I wanted to cry so badly my chest hurt with it. But nothing came. No tears. No release. Just a dry, burning ache behind my eyes and a hollow pressure in my throat that refused to break.I was a coward.That truth echoed mercilessly in my head.Zara was in the dungeon because of me. Because I had been too weak, too afraid, too used to surviving instead of fighting. .The only thing I had done was cling to a fragile hope. That Enzo would keep his word. That he would free her, because I was too scared to do it myself.A soft knock sounded at the door.My body jerked violently, fear shooting straight through my spine. I lifted my head slowly, my voice barely working. “Who is it?” I asked.The door creaked open before I got an answer.Enzo stepped inside.The dim lantern light from the corridor

Kora's POV No one was more special than me. No one. The thought burned through my veins as I stormed out of Hera’s room, the door slamming behind me with enough force to make the walls tremble. Let them hear it. Let the entire pack hear how furious I was. I refused to shrink myself into silence like everyone else seemed content to do. I marched down the corridor and straight into my room, shutting the door with a sharp twist of my wrist. The familiar space did nothing to calm me. Instead, it felt too small, too suffocating, like it was daring me to break something. I began pacing, back and forth, my claws itching beneath my skin. Kali had to go. Permanently. The thought came easily, comfortably, like a conclusion I should have reached a long time ago. I had been so happy when she was taken away. The relief had been intoxicating. No more seeing her stupid face. No more whispers about her. No more feeling like my place was being questioned just by her existence. And then everythin