Alpha Hole Prison Novels & Stories

This prison is located in the eastern part of the pack, and there are five cells; each cell can accommodate five people. "Are your parents there?" Orlan asked the two rogue children before him. "Yes, Alpha." Leon and Revaz looked at the two children expressionlessly. The two rogue kids pointed at the three captives, making the three Alphas emotional and wanting to crush all the captives' bodies. The prisoner who used to be his cell's rogue is distinguished from the werewolf from the Chugach Pack. "You're telling me to let them go?" Orlan laughed sarcastically.

"Cecil, don’t draw it out—just say it." "Ravenhold Bastille Prison," Cecil said, her voice low, "is in Brawley County. It's outside Ironhide’s jurisdiction. And it’s a maximum-security facility." Aria staggered a step back, pressing a trembling hand to her mouth. It felt like the universe had decided to throw everything at her in a single, merciless day. It was as if someone had placed a curse on her that extended to her dear family.

In this one, he'd simply signed my name without asking. My phone buzzed again. A message from Ivy, righteous as ever: "Sis, just take care of it. Dad says that money is what you owe him." A second message followed immediately: "You've got an Alpha backing you over there. This is pocket change for you, right? Unless you'd rather actually get into the pit and let those rogues rip you apart." I looked at the screen. Didn't reply. Memories of the wolf pits came flooding back, frame by frame. Silver cage bars. The frenzied howling from the stands. The stench of blood carried on the wind as red-eyed fighters lunged at me.

Aurora then rolls her eyes at Drago before she speaks, "A few months ago, I finally decided to face Atticus, but one of our warriors informed us that someone out there is releasing our prisoners in the Hidden Valley." "Hidden Valley? Isn't it the place where they imprisoned monstrous rogues and other beastly beings?" asked Nereza. "That's right, this dungeon is more dangerous than the prisoner in Black Mountain and Kiprath Isle." My brows creased. "Kiprath Isle?" I asked, facing Aurora. "Yes, it's a prison island in Aldemore, where felons are being locked in," she answered. My lips formed an 'o' and nodded my head after.

Kailani My stomach grumbled incessantly, an ever-present reminder of my captivity in this cold, damp cell. The roaches, the echoing footsteps of the guards who passed by my cell, and the whispers that slipped through the bars were the only company I had. From those snippets of conversation, I learned the name of my captor: Alpha Houston of the Dark Brood Pack. "I can't believe she's still holding out," one muttered, a hint of admiration in his voice. “She has outlasted the rest of them.”

Our prisons are situated underground for various reasons, one, we don't want the cubs running in the prison, and getting into chance of being killed, number two, in any chance the prisoners break out with the one way that they possibly could as the prison is situated in such a way that it's covered in silver on walls on the poles, and it's not minimal silver, but silver sulfide, there aren't many casualties, hence way it's at the end of Aquarius Waters. We add that to their food, which in turn weakens the prisoners, and they can't do anything even if they want. I get to the prison and I am greed by Fenris, best fighter after me, Sabre, and Akela respectively. "Alpha," he bows down. "How is t

STAGE I – GETTING THE TEAM IN PLACE Location: Penthart Supermax - Inside Cellblocks A and B Alpha Team The prison transport truck pulled up at the gate. After checking the exterior of the vehicle, along with the badges of the guards who came in the truck, the correctional officers at the outside gate radioed for the first gate to open. The transport went through, and the gate started closing behind them. The second gate did not open until the locks for the first clicked in place.

Ryker POV The detention cell was in the sublevel beneath the packhouse, reinforced with silver-lined walls that dampened a wolf's strength to something manageable. I hadn't been down here since the night we'd hauled two of Marcus's tranquilized guards out of the wreckage of that vehicle chase, and in the chaos of the following days — Maya's recovery, the shift training, Leo finding his footing — I'd let Kade handle the prisoner's basic processing while I focused on the people I actually cared about keeping alive.

We had several of them in custody, and perhaps one had seen something that could lead us to Jack. I made my way to the tent where the prisoners were being held, hoping one of them could provide some answers. “Has anyone seen where Alpha Jack went? His wolf has silver fur,” I asked, trying to remain calm. “The one who gives me the right answer will earn a special dinner tonight.” Most of the prisoners just shook their heads, offering no useful information. They all knew about the fight between Jack and Aaron, but no one could tell me where Jack had gone. Just as I was about to give up, a thin, trembling werewolf raised his hand.

laughed Alpha Anton. Arla cringed at the dim, dark space. The stench was horrific even without her wolf’s heightened nose. She had thought her cell was bad, but this place was hell on Earth. They walked past several cages containing men in various states of abuse, before finally stopping outside one. This cell had thicker bars and what appeared to be reinforced walls and floors. “Needed a stronger one to hold a bear,” noted Alpha Anton, seeing her eye the cell carefully. Inside, Lewis was almost hidden, sitting in the gloomy cell against the far wall, shackled to the concrete with thick iron cuffs on his wrists and ankles. Arla couldn’t begin to imagine the pain they were causing him.