Alpha Inmate Liliana Carlisle Novels & Stories

Eventually, I got around to ask him, and his reply was simple. “I'm not going to restrict your freedom from now on.” He had said. “But you'll have to be taking your suppressants from now on. Deal?” And I had agreed. If my suppressants were the key to him being nice and civil to me, then I was definitely going to take it. Nothing else could ruin my day after hearing Mike's deal, until a call from Ciara that night. “Liliana.” I didn't miss the panic in her voice the moment I picked up her call. “You have to come quickly. I just saw Jason alone in a bar. And he's drunk. Dead drunk.”

Immediately she step out of the cell, she spot the loud officer standing outside probably waiting for here to finish talking with Anika so that he can gotl go inside to take her statement. "I see you are done talking to your client." The loud officer calmly said, and walk straight to the door. "I hope you didn't convince her to say something that doesn't want to say?" He ask and walk into the cell. "Stupid human." Delina mumbles and then brought out her phone and began reading through all the news concerning Carlos. She plans to stay at the entrance of the cell still the loud officer comes out because she is certain that Anika will tell him what she told her to tell him.

Inside the peaceful Redborne mansion, however, the atmosphere remained deceptively calm. Liliana sat cross-legged on the soft living room sofa, a plate of warm cookies and fresh fruits balanced on her lap. She munched quietly on a strawberry, her small legs swinging gently as she watched the large television screen. Bold headlines flashed across it in bright red letters: “Tealthorne Alpha Arrested, Major Scandal Rocks the Council!” Clips showed Richard shouting angrily as guards pulled him away. Liliana’s expression stayed serene, but the corners of her lips curved upward in quiet satisfaction.

Lilia’s POV Six years in exile. Six long, grueling years where I’ve had to live in squalor when I should have been a queen. A Luna. All because of this woman right there. Cara Wilson. On the screen, they call her Aylon Auburn, but I never forget a face. Or, at least, I would never forget hers. It’s burned into my memory. She took everything from me. “George!” I shout. “What?!” he shouts back from the kitchen.

"He is just worried. But we are okay. We are better than okay." Elena kissed the top of Mia's head. "We are a team. Nothing can change that." Later that afternoon, as they worked on the campaign strategy, Damian’s hand found Elena’s under the table again. The touch was reassuring, loving. But the day was not without its distractions. Lila called from the agency. "Sarah tried to steal a phone from one of the guards in prison this morning. She was caught immediately. She is in isolation now." Damian sighed. "Good. One less problem."

He reached his free hand through the bars, gently pushing up along the bridge of my nose, “Better?” Screwing my eyes closed, the dam broke free. Tears streaked down my face, stinging as they met my cracked lips, “Promise?” “Lilliana, this is just truly a shame,” Cassius appeared in my cell, causing Elliot’s grip on my hand to tighten, “And I thought you were smarter than this.” “You know nothing about me,” I spat. His presence was nauseating after what happened last time he was here.

That only made her thoughts more true since she knew with all her heart that the captain wouldn’t let her be treated that way. “I hope you enjoyed your moments of solace, my lady, because it ends now,” Lilian giggle as she tapped her fingers on the bars of the cell as she opened it. The woman looked liked a demonic shadow with a wide grin as she looked down on Karilaya, yet the princess was stone-faced, head held up high while giving a sharp look at the witch. Not even the image of the huge crying woman that was molded on the lid of the large casket that was being prepared for her was not enough to break her spirit, as her burning desire and anger kept surging with each time that she would s

The door creaked open. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready to see her like that. Lila was curled in the corner of the room. Her hands were tied, her feet too. A cloth had been stuffed into her mouth, and she looked weak… like she hadn’t eaten in days. Her eyes widened the moment she saw me, but she didn’t try to move. I didn’t speak at first. I just turned to Clarkson. “Untie her. Now.” Clarkson looked unsure, hesitating. “Alpha, I… If I untie her, she might escape. She’s…”

When he opens the door, I see Gene standing outside, waiting with a number of the warriors and they walk away together in the direction of his house. "Finally. Now, my Alpha, what can I do for you?" Cain asks in a devastatingly seductive voice, lifting me over his shoulder and running up the stairs. "Leila? What happened? Why are you naked? Is that blood? Are you ok?" Cain lowers me to my feet outside his room and I turn towards the voice at the end of the landing. Gail is standing in her doorway, dressed in pyjamas, looking pale and worried and I cannot believe I forgot about my friends.

Maybe the mate bond gave Lucinda the reassurance Violet needed to know that Lance was being sincere. It was nice to know someone else also believed that. Maybe Lucinda could be an addition to help Violet convince Jack about him. If they came out alive from their little talk. But Violet shook her head trying to forget about that for a while. "What are you worried about then? Why are you unlucky?" Lucinda looked at her with teary eyes. "How will I ever be with someone that's being chased, wanted by a very powerful bad man that wants to kill him? I'm sorry…" Lucinda apologized by saying that about Arden. But Violet didn't care anymore. "And to conclude, my Alpha hates his guts!"