All Chapters of Marked by my father's enemy alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lira's POV The air felt thinner here. It didn't carry the scents I was used to. It was filled with the sounds of engines, voices and laughter. I lifted my head and saw the city stretch out before me. In the lands, everything was natural, the swaying of the trees and the stone earth always in contact with my feet. But it all felt wrong.Here, the ground was hard and grey. Towers of glass and steel rose from every corner, reflecting the light rays from the sun.People moved in clusters along narrow streets, their bodies hidden beneath the weight of their clothes. Not fur, leather or woven hides. These were light fabrics, soft and shimmering. Although the clothes wrapped tightly over every inch of their skin, they walked with effortless ease.They wore shoes that made dull rhythmic sounds against the ground, a sound that annoyed and fascinated me all at once.For a moment, the sight made me forget why I was there. I forgot the ache in my wrist and the sting in my back from the whip. I o

Lira's POV The coldness of the concrete floor worsened the dull ache in my back. I'd stopped counting the hours since they threw me in the cell. But the noise outside had died down, like the night had taken over. I sat in the corner, knees drawn to my chest, my wrists still burning from the sting of the ropes from earlier. I'd replayed everything a thousand times– the border, Damien's scent, his confusion and the Tarlock brothers. Each time it ended the same way, the look on his face the moment I was taken. A tray slid through the gap beneath the door, stopping just a few inches from my feet. A lump of something pale sat on a cracked plastic plate. I leaned closer, squinting. It looked like mashed potatoes, or what had been mashed potatoes in its past life. The smell hit me before I could touch it. That was enough to stop the grumbling sounds my stomach made all day. “Who even eats this stuff?” I muttered, pushing the tray away with the edge of my foot. A voice answered from the

Lira's POV The dim lights of the lab flickered above. I tried to move but my limbs felt weightless. My body felt detached. I was standing in the lab but it looked slightly different. It didn't take me long to realise that I was having another vision.A woman stood in the middle of the room, her back turned to me. Her silver hair fell softly over her shoulders, its tip almost touching the ground.“Who are you?” I asked. My voice barely came out. She didn't turn.“Why are you here?” I asked again. This time the words felt heavy in my mouth.Finally, she spoke, her voice distant and echoing. “Come,” she said. “I want to show you something.” She began to walk to the far end of the lab, near the entrance.I hesitated. Everything in me was screaming not to follow this strange woman, but my legs followed her anyway.Next thing I knew, we were standing in the corner of the lab, but not the one I was dragged into. The walls here hadn't been completely eaten away by rust. “Is this the past?” I

Lira's POVThe first thing I felt was the cold. It bit through my skin. It felt worse on my hands and feet. I opened my eyes to find myself in the cell. My neck collar was wrapped around my neck.“Hey… hey, wake up!”My eyes twitched as I tried to reorganise my senses. I finally sat up to see Alia calling to me from her cell. “Come on, wolf girl,” she said. “Don't tell me they broke you already.”I leaned closer to the bars and turned my head towards the narrow hallway. I hadn't realised when they brought me back here last night.I choked and swallowed. “When did they bring me back here?” I asked. She shrugged, her chains clinking against one another. “They dragged you in last night– unconscious.”I scratched my head, unable to recall anything. Then I remembered the wolf. “The other wolf,” I said curiously. “The one they took to the lab before me. What happened to him?”Alia’s tone softened. “I saw them drag him out this morning– and by him, I mean his body.”My body went cold. I p

Lira's POV The guard's grip dug into my wrist. My body trembled as he dragged me through the cold floor of the hallway. My stomach churned, the emptiness sending shock waves through my body. I reached into the back of my mind. “Syvira,” I whispered. “I'm scared.” Her voice came alive in my mind, with a soft tone. “Get a hold of yourself. This guy isn't the General. You can get free of his grip and run.” I let out a hollow laugh, shivering from the cold on the floor. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, really. But do you see me? I haven't eaten in… I don't even know how long. I've been chained and locked in a cell. This entire building is surrounded by an electricity-enforced fence.” “Focus,” Syvira said. “Look… his keys. You can take them.” I flicked my eyes towards the guard. Syvira was right. He didn't have the broad stature of the general. He looked mean but that was the only thing scary about him. His arm tensed. I watched him reach for the keys clipped to his pocket. I