Alpha Hole Prison Novels & Stories

"Yes, we are at the right place. This is the same prison you asked me to bring you to." "Why is it in such bad shape in comparison to the last time I was here? Something is amiss." I went on to say still finding it difficult to believe this was the pack's prison. "Well well, the answer isn't far fetched. The Alpha has refused for any work of renovation to be done here. He claims that the prisoners have to live this way for them to learn their well deserved lessons," he said to me, leaving me in awe. I knew Rahl was Evil but then I didn't expect his Wickedness to extend in such a manner. I took a deep breath, straightened up and then walked right into the prison. My heart thumped incessantly

A biting cold pierced every pore, but it was not the cold of the air. It was the icy chill of the stone floor upon which Merin was forced to kneel. The musty scent of the dungeon mingled with the stench of the many Alphas and Omegas imprisoned around her. It was the smell of despair, the smell of fear, so thick and heavy in the air it was almost suffocating. The iron chains shackling her ankles chafed her skin raw and red with every movement. The leather collar, fastened so tightly it was constricting, was a brand marking her as no longer ‘human,’ but merely ‘merchandise’ awaiting auction.

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

YARA’S POV I thanked the guard who always kept watch by the palace dungeon after he opened the caged door for us and he nodded back at me with a polite smile before I walked into the dungeon along with Alpha Denver who was leading the way. There was an array of caged cells on both sides of the dungeon and there wasn’t a single ray of sunshine or light in there. I couldn’t help but wonder how it must have taken a toll on the prisoners mentally and that made me wonder if Allison was fine.

I can’t look up. The hands on my shoulders are still holding me in place, but I know that voice. The man from the diner. “Alpha, the sentence has already been read,” the old man says. There’s a wobble in his tone now. My blood runs cold at the title. Alpha. If anything I’ve read from all those paranormal romance novels is true, then this man is far more dangerous than I gave him credit for. “Release her,” Diner Man says. His steps sound closer.

I got into the first row of seats with my dad while Niko sat in front as the driver zoomed off. Now and then, Angel giggled at her phone, probably at the pictures of Cian being sent to her by the guards as she had instructed them. A purebred lunatic and her lunatic guards. We drove in silence, no one speaking to the other. When we eventually got to the borders of our pack, Angel put away her phone, straightening herself. The guards greeted us with a bow of waist level and we passed the boarders, deeper and deeper into the outpost parts of the pack. She had mentioned that she kept him in the eleventh-grade cell. That was the one cell that we had never used for anyone before. It was more than

I don’t know how or specifically, I don’t know to get out of this cell. The metal bars weren’t normal. It holds even the combination of the strength of the three of us. We are just lying into the wall and thinking about how we can even escape the den of a goddess. “ Remember Apollo’s den? We’ve managed to escape on it,” Alpha Antonio beamed with hope in his eyes. I’ve nodded and slightly smiles for his optimism but push it back away for the set of eyes, burning my skin with his painful glare.

Behind them stood someone I recognized even though I had only seen him briefly. Archon Shade. The man who had run the Colorado facility. The sadist who had trapped us with explosive collars. The one who had escaped and disappeared. He smiled when he saw me. "Mary Hart. The troublesome Healer Alpha. I was hoping you would come down here. In fact, I was counting on it." "You knew I would come for the prisoners," I realized, feeling cold dread wash over me. "This is another trap."

The guards who were standing outside the cell were very shocked about the recent happening because they witnessed everything that had been happening ever since Alpha Aiden seemingly lost his mind. The worst they had witnessed was the Alpha having sex with the prisoner. It sent a shockwave among them all. They were very worried and had no idea what to do about it. They whispered amongst themselves as they heard them to each other that evening.

The anger had seeped into my voice and raised my aura, which in turn made Mia glued to her feet as the Alpha’s aura was really powerful to put one in place. “You dare use your powers on me?” she hissed. I ignored her and walked out. **************** I found myself at the cell where I kept criminals awaiting trials. It was a special, security lidded prison that not even the smartest person could get out of. The first person I visited was the Rogul. “You’re not looking so bad,” I said to him. “Why, you even grew a beard.” He turned sharply from the wall and bowed to me. “Alpha Rhys, it’s a pleasure to see you again.”