Novel & Cerita Sirius Black Prison

The curtain rods were bolted down. Even the bathroom mirror was shatterproof. Dominic Voss had prepared this prison well. The mate bond hummed beneath my skin, a constant awareness of him somewhere in this massive compound. It pulled at me, demanding I seek him out, submit to the connection neither of us wanted. I pressed my palm against the cold window glass, trying to ground myself against the sensation. "Fighting it only makes it worse." I spun around. Dominic stood in the doorway, having entered without a sound. He had changed into dark jeans and a fitted black shirt, looking less like a mafia Alpha and more like sin wrapped in expensive fabric.

He was so hungry that even what happened in that time was pretty vague now in his memory, yet he was sure that something like that happened from before. However, what he got in exchange for rescuing someone was a beating and not food. And he was sent into a facility to be a lab frog. After all, they were looking at him as not human. But a scam criminal. For god sake, he was just a kid at that time. Right now, he believes that that issue was not as simple as that. It was already planned by someone lurking in the dark. However, all of these were just a blatant hunch. After he was brought in the facility, repeated tests and experimentation was done to him. They were making a living weapon from

"Defendant Baton Blackwood, for the crimes of judicial manipulation, witness tampering, and dereliction of Alpha duties, you are hereby stripped of your Alpha status and sentenced to life imprisonment in the Silver Isolation Cells." "Defendant Seraphina Morrison, for the crimes of incitement to suicide and attempted kidnapping and murder, you are sentenced to exile in the No-Man's-Lands, never to return to civilized packs." The moment the gavel fell, it was over. Guards approached Baton to lead him away. He stopped as he passed me. "I'm paying the price, Tricia," his voice was a raw plea. "Our bond... it's tearing me apart. Please... tell me there's a chance. Tell me you can forgive me."

S E B A S T I A N The iron prison door was locked harshly in my face as the guard looked at me. "Have a good night, Mr. Black." He sneered. I glared at him and then at the other guard who stood at the entrance. "Go fuck yourself." I gritted out. "Maybe a night in a cell will be enough of a lesson to never raise your hands on a woman, and make her unconscious. Even your billionaire status won't save you from this." He smirked, his dark eyes mocking me.

‘I will kill that, bitch,’ Xyler shouted in my head. ‘Xyler focus, please. We need information from her,’ I replied. Lily was slumped on the bed. Fear and panic were palpable in the room. Harry was standing in the corner and appeared furious, but made no movements. He looked at us and bowed his head in respect. “Alpha, Luna, Beta,” he bowed, “Can I shift the prisoner into the black room? I don’t think she deserves to be here.” A black room is like a death sentence. It is a room with no light source, which drives everyone insane.

“We land in thirty minutes. Damien’s arranged clearance at Blackwell Penitentiary.” “Wait, we’re going there?” Luna’s pulse jumped. Adrian looked up, the faintest smirk curving his mouth. “If you want to kill a system, you go straight to the source.” The prison loomed like a scar against the skyline, steel, concrete, silence. The kind of place where sound itself died.

The police arrested me soon after. Zoey kicked me hard, sending me crashing to the ground. "Ronald inhaled smoke and he's still being treated in the hospital! How could you be this vicious? You were trying to burn him alive! "Just wait. This time, I absolutely won't let you off." The day I was sentenced, Zoey publicly announced her support for Ronald as the heir to the Goldman family. From that moment on, I had nothing left. For three years in prison, I slept beside the toilets. They shoved my head into toilet water and forced me to drink it. The inmates beat me, humiliated me, treated me worse than an animal.

Chapter 102 “Sophia’s Flight” Sophia stood in her penthouse, the city lights sparkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows like diamonds scattered across the night sky. Her hands moved quickly, shoving designer clothes into a large suitcase on the bed. The news playing on the television in the background was on mute, but the headlines were impossible to ignore. Richard Black had been arrested. The footage showed him being led out of the hospital in handcuffs, his face calm but his eyes sharp. She had watched it three times already, her stomach twisting with every replay.

Elias said coldly, “Put your hands through the bars. The only one who didn’t say anything is Jules Lawson. She put her arms through the bars to be handcuffed. After all three were cuffed, the cell doors open and they file out. The council guard lead all three of them out of the cells and to the outside before leading them into a van with locks on the seats. Once they were secured, Elias looks at me, “Thank you for your cooperation. If we need anything else, we will contact you.” “Of course. This is regarding the Luna from Blackstone?” I say. I’m seething in the back of my mind. I have no recourse to salvage this situation. My prisoners and leverage have been taken from me. Then hearing Elias

The Next Generation Emily pov I sat in the coffee shop three states away from Crescent Moon, watching the news report on my phone with absolute satisfaction. *"Emily Blackwood remains in maximum security supernatural isolation facility following continued harassment of mated wolves. Facility confirms complete communication blackout has been successful. No further messages have been sent."* Perfect. They actually believed I was—was locked up. That I was the one in isolation. That—that complete communication blackout had finally stopped me. They had no idea. No fucking idea.