All Chapters of Never Again, Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cheska’s POVI had been sitting in my room for what felt like an eternity now. The sun had gone from glaring in my eyes to disappearing and revealing the night sky. I sat in the same position all day long, absentmindedly tracing patterns in the dirt next to me.Not another hour had passed when I heard the barn doors open and a couple sets of footsteps came echoing through the hall.Great. The bastard has come to finish me off and this time he's got some friends to help. I listened closely as I heard two more doors open and close with a lock sliding into place. Just as I began to wonder what was happening, the lock outside my door was unchained and it opened to reveal Valentine.Once I saw it was him I kept my head down and tried to melt into the wall. He stood there and looked at me for what felt like an eternity.Soon enough I couldn't handle not knowing what he was doing, so I slowly lifted my eyes to look at his tall frame. He stood leaning against the doorway with black eyes pierc

Vivian’s POV“Are you sure you’ll be okay travelling?” I asked Cheska as she packed his things and sent mails to her patrons about her taking a leave for about two weeks. “Yeah. I need this,” she answered. “Uno’s with Vlad and I need to think what will happen now that I’m pregnant.”I stood there, arms crossed looking at how pale she was. The pregnancy must take a toll on her. “Yeah and one more thing. My client from the middle east will be picking a family heirloom tomorrow. The box is in the safe. You know the code, right?” she asked, which made my lips twitch. Middle East? Memories started to flow but I stopped it almost immediately and cleared my throat. “Yeah.”“Alright, I’m leaving everything to you.” She said and finally cleaned her desk. She wrapped a scarf around her neck and smiled at me. “See you after weeks,” she added and picked her shoulder bag and left. I was left scrambling back to my chair and I let memories flow. Everyone thinks fox shifters were a low kind of

Cheska’s POVI woke up to sunlight shining in my face, and the sound of a woman screaming. The sound was excruciatingly loud and sent chills up my spine. Above the screaming, I could hear Valentine’s voice shouting. I couldn't make out the words, but he sounded furious and excited. The screaming continued for about another minute, until it slowly died down and turned into a grunt moaning. It was a kind of moaning because of the pain. What Valentine was doing with Erica was beyond me.The entire time this was happening, I sat cowering in the corner of my stall, fearing I would be next to be screaming like that. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard a door slam and footsteps coming my way. I cringed back in fear and huddled against the wall. The freshly stitched wounds on my stomach reminded me of the bastard’s brutality, and I didn't want to see what he was like when he was mad. My door was pushed open to reveal-of course- an infuriated Valentine while buckling up his belt. He

Cheska’s POVThe silence in the barn grew louder and longer. It was never ending. Once I realized the others weren't going to talk to me, I surrendered myself to my thoughts and tears. They ran down my face and I realized how alone I really was. I had thought that if I could at least talk to someone, my time here would be less torturous. Normally I also like being alone, but having been stuck within these 4 walls I started to realize how much I missed talking to people. Just talking, it didn't even have to be about anything important. I missed having pointless, filler conversations about the work. I missed watching people's facial expressions as they animatedly told a story. I missed everything. With nothing but my thoughts to occupy my time, they started to wander to the life I left behind. If only I had known what was going to happen when I decided to get back with Vlad and declined Claude’s help and if I known what I was getting myself into, Claude probably would still be alive.

Cheska's POVIn my dreams, I stood in a field with all of my loved ones around me. Vlad, Uno, the pack and my parents.There was a rogues surrounding them and I saw Vlad, warriors and my dad soaking in blood. The rogues corralling them together, they form a tight circle around them. There so many rogues, hundreds of them with vicious snarl and growl. With those rogues, was Valentine, smirking and a teen boy who probably around eighteen. He looked more vicious than the rogues and I saw chain attached to his neck. The looked at me, and my heart sank, the teen boy exatly looked like Vlad, a carbon copy, his bright blue eyes were like his, but its dead, like all emotion sucked out of it. He had long blond hair coated with grease like he didn’t took a bath for a long time.“Hello, brother,” Valentine said. “Valentine,” Vlad said, growlig with hatred. Valentine just smiled and pull the chain, making the boy stumble but vicously growling at Vlad. “This is Number 1, does he looked fami