Alpha Hole Prison นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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."

Alpha Xavier sauntered down the vestibule of the pack penitentiary, his hands held behind him and his gaze epoxied ahead while two of his men hound closely behind till he finally came to a halt in front of a cell, two guards at the door, the Alpha nodded at them and iron bars were opened, Alpha Xavier trekked inside, his golden eyes darting between his arrestees cuffed at both sides of the wall, their head hung low with their hands gyved with silver over their heads.

I smile and bring back my gaze to Gorett, who is now talking about his love for his wife. “I think our Alpha should marry the one he loves, not the one he finds convenie-” Gorett’s wife put her hands on his eyes, making both of them laugh. “Okay, have to go.” I waved my hand and walked away. We are just like humans, we’re just shifting sometimes. I made my way to the dungeon, where our new prisoner was being held captive. Outside the cell is a small rectangular peephole where you can open it and look at the prisoner inside. These past few days, she is dealing with a lot of pain even before Ylva tortured her.

Alpha Henley slowly unzips the bag to reveal thousands of hundred-dollar notes in it. “Father, feel free to interrogate them,” Heron offered. He summoned Omega Nikki to refill his glass of Lemon Drop. Nikki glared at me and then scoffed with a fake smile. I rolled my eyes at her and stared at the prisoners kneeling on the ground. My issues of the day were far greater than the problem that Nikki could ever become. Alpha Hudson ordered in his alpha tone for the prisoners to give an account of their deeds, “Start with your name and background.”

I shifted uncomfortably in my chair, no wonder we were not able to get information on her during her disappearance, the black market prison is a place of great torture it is greatly protected. "You can continue what you are saying" I pointed out to the chief warrior "Okay, Alpha." He replied "actually, as we all know it is protected in the boundaries of the black cities and we had to get to you personally before we could make any move." He said. "Well if that is the case we need to be watchful" I said to them. "One thing, Alpha." Harry said to me. "Yes, what is that" I replied him