All Chapters of TIDEBOUND: THE ALPHA'S PRISONER : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

BIANCA'S POVBe that as it may, stressing was not useful by any means. I could stress all I needed, however we had previously chosen to pursue Logan. The battle could be muddled - hell, we might lose however crushing the reprobate was something that must be finished. It was absolutely impossible that we could pull out. Getting Bernice and establishing peace on Dartmoor Island were excessively significant."Great. I was trusting we could sleep off prior, however we talked until 11 pm," Fletcher said.I gazed at him as he conveyed the papers into his office. Carlos sat down on the lounge chair and took the last three tastes of the hot coffee, expelling the incessant cold."Wait… there's another thing we haven't gotten done… " I said when Fletcher got back to the room.The two people gazed at me eagerly. I become flushed, taking into account that what I was going to say was super humiliating however similarly as Logan must be stopped and pay for his crimes.I didn't have the foggiest id

CARLOS POVToward the beginning of the day Belmont was clamoring with movement. Members assembled in the square, and Fletcher and I remained by the distribution center, furnishing everybody with weapons. We needed more vehicles to drive everybody to Port Alvarez, yet the traveling distance there was just an hour so we would go by walking. Wolves couldn't convey weapons and ammo, and our arrangement was to begin the assault by shooting. So just later, when the door was down, would we shift into wolf form.Certain individuals were remaining behind to watch out for the kids and our home on the off chance that Logan came after them while the attack was continuous. We questioned what he would do as such, however it was smarter to be rather safe than sorry.At the point when everybody was furnished with firearms and the battering ram was stacked on a vehicle's semitrailer, we left Belmont. We would meet the Eastern Pack first at the primary crossing point, then, at that point, we would be

FLETCHER'S POVWe broke through the entryway and found Logan and Roseline making love in the royal chamber. When they saw us, their bones crunched and migrated, their shift occurring. There were twenty solidified hooligans with them, and they generally changed their structures to wolves as well. I was shocked Logan would have rather not talked so he could get one more opportunity to insult us about how we could always be unable to overcome him."This would be your last breath, fool." I whispered to myself.Maybe Logan comprehended that us making it this far implied his powers had been crushed or before long would be. He looked pissed when he looked at us. At the point when he changed to wolf form, he stood on all fours and let out a long, threatening snarl yet I wasn't scared by him."Stop all these gimmicks Logan. Nobody is scared of you, I mean absolutely no one." I laughed.Carlos and I fell upon Logan and swiped with our paws to bruise his skin. The lowlife fought back with hook

FLETCHER'S POV"We'll attack from the flank." I commanded"Always been on the alert, they're not tiring out anytime soon ."We hang tight for them to dig through to us. It's terrible, staying here vulnerably, the hints of the burrowing werewolves becoming stronger, drawing closer. We can hear them snuffling and ravenously squealing for blood. The main positive thing is that there don't appear to be a large number of them. It appears as though I was right since it was only a matter of time before we round up the battle.The drawback is that the much endowed monsters are additionally the most grounded, quicker and deadlier animals. In any case, we'll cheerfully take the fiercest over the more fragile masses. Carlos did an ammo count before. They're all down to one rifle, not a solitary one of them full, no extra clasps. They have handguns that won't keep going long. They will not have the option to hold the werewolves back with supported fire like previously. On the off chance that w

FLETCHER'S POV"We'll take on them one by one." I whispered softly."If we had a grenade launcher this would have been an easier job." Trent lamented.The battle was raging on both sides until a sudden silence fell among us. The will to battle was strong but it was a matter of who will strike first.I was ready to draw first blood and take off the head of a villain like a guillotine."I smell fear." Trent whispered."I don't think it's coming from this side." I reminded him."We'll have to retreat if the need be." Trent suggested."Never. We'll go all in and do whatever it takes." One of the werewolves wails commandingly. The rest of the pack on his left side and right return the cry, alongside a dozen on the flanks and behind us. Be that as it may, when those yells diminish, there's absolute silence, which is more disrupting than the commotion. I've become accustomed to the savage baying of these monsters. Silence appears to be creepier.Scrabbling commotions behind us. I lifted my