Alpha Hole Prison Novels & Stories

The place reeked, and I couldn't help feeling heartbroken for my mother. Did she stay in this filthy place for all those years? What kind of monster would lock up someone for that long? Only someone heartless like Alpha Pace. If I didn't know how horrible he was, I knew now. I walked down the passage, looking through the cells to check for my mother. Other prisoners were all skin and bones. Like they were sentenced to die from hunger. They couldn't even move. It looked like I had stumbled upon an underground hiding place where refugees were trapped with no food or water.

"Chief!" Alpha Atticus's voice thundered through the corridors, a roar so fierce it seemed to shake the very foundations of the underground prison. He was beyond himself, a man unhinged, desperate for freedom to return to his beloved. His eyes were now bloodshot, the veins in his hands, which gripped the bars of his cell, bulging through his skin like thick ropes. He had been a prisoner for weeks, but in this moment, the walls felt like an unbearable coffin.

Within the vast, dimly lit expanse of the repurposed factory, now transformed into a makeshift prison, an air of palpable tension hung heavily. The two-story building was segmented into numerous private cells, each imprisoning individuals from four towns – a mix of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas ensnared during the operation. These cramped quarters, typically housing two or three captives, bore the weight of their fear and uncertainty. In one such cell, a family of four huddled together, their faces ghostly pale.

Shahida felt furious when Andrius mentioned the culprit. “Where is he? I want to see the person who killed my Aunt Isadora?” Shy shouted, her eyes turned red. “Lead the way, Andrius.” Apollo firmly ordered. Andrius brought the alpha and Lady Shahida to the detention cell. Culprit who were not sentenced yet usually stayed there and wait for their sentencing day. It was still the same cell at the tunnel sentinel, but the detention seemed more comfortable than the sentinel. “Where is he?” asked Apollo again.

My Alpha boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, Yvonne Harper, and I were stuck at the police station, waiting for bail. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the gray-tiled floor. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, ears flattened, tail lashing. I wasn’t the type to get arrested—Yvonne, though? She practically had a VIP seat here. Then, the scent of pine and warm musk filled the air. Alpha Jackson stormed in. His amber eyes locked onto mine, and for a fleeting second, I thought—he’s here for me.

- He was aware that he was already aware of the real story. Rodrigo felt more comfortable seeing the alpha return to a calm state. -That my father is a son of a bitch and that he deserves more than the punishment they gave him- -In that I agree with you but it was a decision of the Council, for the moment he is not being given water or food and we have him confined in one of the cells of the that faces the sun. I hope his skin is charred- the image of when he first saw Nebraska and the state she was in made his blood boil -Well done puppy- He smiled slightly -Do you feel better?

"But why do you want to see them?" "I honestly don't know" I murmured, "just that something tells me I need to check on them." He nodded and gestured for me to follow him. The stones under our feet turned to paved floor, and the fluorescent lights felt a bit too bright as we made our way further and further into the depths of the jail. Rows and rows of cells carved out in the bricks we passed, mostly empty, save for the few prisoners we had taken from the Red River pack. Nick was leading me to the holding cells reserved for Alpha wolves, these cells were made so strong that even the strongest wolf could not break them. Finally, we arrived at the very last cell, the one where Zach and Mike we

he sighed with a frown. Ignoring him, I looked at my hands that were chained to the ceiling. I looked down and saw that my feet were also chained to the ground. "Those are for security measures" the man spoke up again, gesturing to the chains. "Where am I?" I asked, shivering from the cold. "How rude of me" the man said in mock disappointment. "Welcome to the Red Stone pack. I'm Zayn, the leader of the pack, or you can just refer to me as the alpha" he announced with a proud smile on his face.

"Get off me! I don't do anything wrong to Ashra!" Alpha James shrieked with anger when the guards pushed him inside the cell. His eyes were glowing, confused about why he suddenly got arrested. Clenching his jaw, he gave Gunner a nasty look before he looked at me. "Ashianna, you know I don't do anything wrong here! I'm innocent!"

It doesn’t make the situation look good/ Raphael added, not that I had asked for anyone's opinion. /I need to explain to her what happened. Now open those gates./ The other two Betas quickly dismounted, heading towards the huge steel gates and heaving them open. I dismounted and tethered my horse inside. Yes it was the prison area. Yes there was a set of gallows, a noose ready for hanging traitors. The place hadn’t been used since I became Alpha, it didn’t make it any nicer. It was however a large, contained, open circle of outdoor space.