All Chapters of Fated to the Alpha Stepbrother: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

103"Stop it! Rose, let go of her!" I screamed inside my own head, throwing the entire weight of my consciousness against the stone wall she had built around my brain.But Rose completely ignored me. She used my arms to squeeze the seer's throat even tighter, her cold, arrogant laughter echoing in the back of my mind. The old woman's clawing movements were getting weaker, her face turning a terrifying shade of purple.I couldn't just sit back and watch her murder someone to keep her dirty secrets safe. A sudden, wild panic surged through me, and I grabbed onto that raw emotion, using it like a battering ram. I fought for control with everything I had, slamming into her grip, forcing my fingers to loosen molecule by molecule. It felt like trying to lift a brick wall with my bare hands, but I refused to let her make me a murderer. With a final, desperate shove, I broke through.My fingers snapped open. The seer dropped heavily to the dirt floor of the hut, collapsing in a heap as she dr

105ISABELLAMy breath completely left my body. I stared at the screen, my own eyes staring back at me from the digital bounty poster. Rohan didn't just growl this time; a sound came out of his chest that didn't even sound human. With a sudden, violent sweep of his arm, he slammed his fist into the wooden desk, splitting the corner of the structure completely in two."Rohan, calm down," I whispered, my voice shaking as I reached out to touch his shoulder."Calm down?" He spun around, his eyes completely amber, the veins in his neck bulging as he gripped my upper arms. His touch wasn't painful, but it was desperate. "They put a price on your head, Isabella. Vance didn't back down. He just realized that if he kills you, he eliminates the only witness to the coven magic, destroy my leverage, and leaves Derek’s seat completely secure.""I know," I said, forcing myself to look directly into his wild eyes. "I know exactly what they did. But ripping this room apart isn't going to fix it."*

107ISABELLAI was screaming, but there was no sound.Deep inside the suffocating dark of my own subconscious, I threw my entire weight against the glowing red chains pinned to the floor. The metal links burned into my spectral wrists, smoking with a sick, dark magic that made my soul ache. Above me, the massive, curved screen of my own physical eyes showed me everything that was happening in the real world. I was a passenger in my own skull, locked behind a glass wall while someone else drove.Rohan was kneeling in the debris of the medical wing, his massive chest heaving as he cradled my physical body against his lap. Dust and plaster from the drywall were still settling over his dark hair. His face was a mask of pure, unadulterated terror."Isabella, look at me," he choked out, his large, calloused hand cupping my cheek. His thumb brushed over my skin, frantically checking for a pulse. "Please, stay with me. Open your eyes."Watch how easily he is fooled, Rose’s voice echoed around

109Isabella The metallic taste of my own blood coated the back of my throat, even as I was violently dragged back down into the suffocating depths of my mind.Rose didn't just push me back; she attacked me with a feral, vengeful fury. The moment she wrestled control of my right hand away from the dagger, the crimson chains I had just broken materialized out of the dark void like striking vipers. They wrapped around my neck, my waist, my limbs, slamming me flat against the cold subconscious floor.*You stupid, pathetic little girl!* Rose’s voice was a deafening, distorted shriek that rattled the walls of my skull. *You think a scrap of your dead mother's magic can stop me? I will bury you so deep you will never see the light again!*A wave of thick, pitch-black smoke began to pour from her consciousness, flooding my mental prison. It filled my nose and lungs, choking out the white light of my mother’s crystal fragment. I gasped, thrashing against the chains, but the darkness was heav

111ISABELLAThe iron basement doors slammed shut behind us, cutting off the immediate sight of the hallway, but it didn’t block out the sound. Above our heads, the ceiling shook. The rhythmic, heavy thuds of the battalion crossing the river border felt like a small, continuous earthquake deep in the soles of my shoes.Rohan didn't look back at the doors. He didn't look at Cyrus, who was currently on his knees by the medical cot, his large hands trembling as he checked his mate’s pulse. Rohan’s focus was entirely on me. He grabbed my upper arms, his grip bruisingly tight, and shoved me back against the cold concrete wall of the vestibule."You're going with Bellamy," he said. His voice wasn’t a roar anymore. It was a flat, lethal whisper, his gold eyes boring into mine. "The old drainage tunnels under the south wing lead straight past the perimeter fence. There’s a civilian vehicle parked near the old mill. Bellamy has the keys.""No," I said, my voice cracking. I tried to push agains