All Chapters of Alpha Ryu : Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

Ryu's POVThe silence of the dungeon was thick, almost choking, but it did little to muffle the chaos erupting within my chest. My breathing had become ragged, shallow from hours—or had it been days?—of being bound in enchanted silver. Every part of me ached, not just physically, but in a way that went deeper than muscle and bone. My mind, once sharp and lethal, now felt dulled by the weight of my own helplessness. And yet, despite the restraints, despite the humiliation of being bested by Harry’s trap, the fire inside me had not died. If anything, it burned hotter. I could feel it simmering beneath the surface, clawing at my insides, demanding release. I had lost count of how many times I whispered her name in the dark—Samantha. Her absence was a wound that refused to clot.Harry had made sure to torment me with illusions. Every time a guard brought food or water, they brought taunts too—lies that Samantha had been executed, that her death had been swift and painless, or worse, d

The air was thick with smoke and dust, swirling around us like a suffocating shroud that clung to every inch of skin and filled every desperate breath. The ground beneath my feet was scorched and cracked, evidence of the chaos we had just survived, yet the echoes of the battle still reverberated in my ears—the shouts, the growls, the clashing of steel and savage claws. Ryu stumbled beside me, his breaths ragged, his body trembling with pain that I could see etched deep in every twitch of his muscles. The wound in his side was bleeding through the torn fabric of his shirt, dark and relentless, and though he tried to mask the agony, his pale face betrayed him. We couldn’t stop, not yet. Every step away from that cursed arena was a step toward survival, but also deeper into the unknown that awaited us.Ryu’s fingers brushed mine briefly, a silent plea, a tether in the chaos. “Samantha,” he gasped, voice rough and strained, “I can’t keep this up much longer.” His amber eyes, wild yet de

RYU'S POV***Flash back***The cold iron bars scraped harshly and relentlessly against my wrists, biting into my skin with each slight movement, a cruel reminder of my captivity and the merciless constraints that bound me. Suddenly, Ariel’s hand brushed them aside with an unexpected gentleness that belied the sharp clang of the prison door as it slammed open behind her, the metallic echo bouncing off the damp, stone walls and shattering the suffocating silence that had enveloped me for what felt like an endless eternity. For days, weeks, perhaps even months—I had lost count—I had been trapped in this dark, cold cell, stripped bare not only of my physical freedom but of my power, my dignity gnawed away bit by bit by the bitter, cruel laughter and whispered taunts of my enemies who took perverse pleasure in my downfall.Yet, here she was—Ariel, the woman whose name had long been spoken in hushed tones throughout the shadowed corridors of power, the woman who had always coveted influen