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The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 21
My mind spins as William leads me back to my cell. The Alpha has to be wrong. I can’t have fae blood. My parents were werewolves. I’m a werewolf. I’ve shifted. I have a wolf. There’s nothing special or unique about me. I’m just another grey wolf in a pack of thousands—or was.But why don’t I remember my parents? Remember anything from before the boarding house I grew up in? When he compelled me, I said I inherited the Whitehouse lands.I didn’t inherit them, I found them with Victor. We settled there. That’s why they’re the Whitehouse lands. I mean people could have called it the Rice farm or the Rice lands, but that sounds silly. We didn’t grow rice. I always just assumed people chose to attach my last name to the lot because it was less confusing, and I didn’t take Victor’s last name anyway. It was all I had left of my parents.They didn’t have anything to inherit, especially a huge plot of land near the Darkwood. They were lowly omegas. It wasn’t always called the Whitehouse farm.
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 22
I awake to the sound of my cell opening. I must have drifted off the sleep for a while—not long I think. The tiny electric sun above me still buzzes. Two warriors sway through my door, skunk drunk from the smell of them. One stumbles as he swings around examining my space catching himself on the wall. Laughter ensues.His eyes settle on me as I move to sit up. “Ah, there she is,” he slurs. “Prettier than I thought,” the other one comments, “for the unfuckable wolf in cell six.” The stumbler laughs again. “But she’s a killer, Harry,” he says in a bad English accent. Both laugh at that.I watch as Charlotte drops from her corner web, startled by the slamming of the cell door. I regret it when one of them seems to notice my attention isn’t on him. He follows my line of sight and jumps back when he sees her just over his left shoulder.“Christ!” he exclaims. His friend laughs at him and mocks itsy bitsy spider hands as he sing-songs, “Oh, the big bad spider’s gonna come down the spout and
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 23
“Amalea! Wake up!” I feel hands on my face. I open my eyes as a bit of intestine drops off the ceiling beside me. Mack’s leaning over me. His shirt draped over my naked body. More men are standing at the cell door, a shared look of abject horror on their faces, one of them turns and leaves. “What have you done now?” He runs his arm under my back, helping me sit up. Another bit of guts drops down beside us. “I—I fought back I guess.” I run my hand down my face, finding it covered in blood. “You’re lucky the guard is a friend and scared shitless of you. He called me rather than William. If the Alpha finds out about this, he’ll execute you this time, Amalea. He might not care about whoever these two are,” he motions to the gore show around us, “but there’s no denying you killed those men at the farm now. He’ll see you as a threat.” “How could he possibly not find out?” My brows furrow in confusion. “We’re going to move you to another cell. Clean this up. Only the four of us know about
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 24
I squint as the light above me in my new cell clicks on, stirring me awake. I groan. I’m still exhausted. My sleep was restless, and I had trouble falling asleep. My mind almost immediately begins playing the events of the night before over again, the same thoughts that prevented me from getting any rest. My shifted form. I wasn’t a wolf. I was bigger, stronger. A bear? Was I a bear? A big fucking bear if so. Werewolves can’t shift into anything else. What am I? Is it the fae blood? I wasn’t even sure that was true, but how else could I become something else? I don’t know much about hybrids. No one does outside the council. They’re so often slaughtered before they reach maturity. Interspecies breeding is forbidden. The resulting offspring can be unpredictable, dangerous. I’m dangerous. What few that survived have wreaked unspeakable havoc if the stories are to be believed. But then, the Alpha here. He’s a hybrid. Why was he allowed to live? I scoff to myself. He has wrought unspeaka
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 25
I feel out of place in the massive ballroom. Its glittering chandeliers and grand floors gleaming pristine and polished, reflecting the faces of 50 or so she-wolves standing in a line through the middle, their heads and hearts down. I’m at the end of the line, but I’m in it. I wouldn’t have even made it in the new Gamma’s girl line-up if it wasn’t for Mack. I heard one of the guards who brought me up here tell his companion to leave the wolf in cell six—she was dangerous—but I wasn’t in cell six, and they didn't even check if I was. Mack moved me just to spare me the horror of sleeping in my own mess, and in the confusion of his death, and many others I’m sure, no one came to clean out my cell or move me back into it. Instead, they brought me here by mistake. Even in death, he’s still helping me, and I will avenge his loss. I look for Liza in the line ahead of me and spot her standing mid-row about ten heads down. One of the few not looking at the floor, she’s intently watching the
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 26
Between my limited time out of the dungeon, the trip to the ballroom, and the walk to Andrew’s quarters I feel like I have a rough idea of the floor plan of the pack house, or at least enough to make it out a door with Liza and any girls she can gather. I concentrate on drawing mental maps as Andrew stops to unlock his door. “Don’t expect a ride over the threshold,” he notes as he swings the door open for me, “You’re not my mate or my wife, but I expect you to respect her someday.” I don’t answer him but allow him to lead me inside when he places his hand on the small of my back and pushes gently. This is more than just a room. It’s a house within a house. The entryway leads into a living room with furniture that likely costs more than my whole property, and on the far side I see a hall that leads to what looks like a bathroom, bedroom, and likely an office—there are three doors. Andrew slips off his jacket and pulls a set of keys from his pants, throwing them in a tray by the door.
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 27
Tap, tap, tap. I hear the impatient drumming of fingers against wood as I groggily start to wake, pushing up off the hard marble floor. I’m not in the dungeon? Where am I? I have a splitting headache, and the hair on the back of my head feels moist. The skin itchy from recent regeneration. I open my eyes and try to look around. “Finally awake, little wolf,” a voice from a desk beside me breaks the silence. I scramble upright, realizing where I am. I’m on the floor of the Alpha’s office. He sits in a tall-backed office chair, leaning back with one leg resting on his knee, his cold eyes watching me. “You’ve made a habit of killing my Gammas it seems, and I’d only just found this one.” I steady myself, glaring back at him, but saying nothing, as he seems to mull his own comment over. “You tried to burn down my pack house, too.” He clicks his tongue. “What will I do with you now? With the girls who conspired with you?” I growl at the mention of them. “So fierce,” he says with a soft lau
The Wolf in Cell Six: Rogue Revolution Chapter 28
I stretch as the morning light hits my face, feeling well-rested for the first time in what feels like ages, and jump, nearly falling off the bed, when I see the Alpha sitting near my feet, intently watching me. The corners of his mouth turn up slightly, nearly a smile.“Good morning,” he says, not moving. I shrink away from him, pulling the covers up to my chest as if their soft down filling will act as a shield from whatever he’s here for. He just continues to stare, and it’s too awkward to stay like this, so I stand up, grabbing a glass of juice he’s left on the side table beside a tray of fruit, eggs, and sausage. His eyes follow me.“Whose room is this?” I ask to break the silence. The faint smile on his face fades. “Your predecessor. You actually look quite like her asleep,” he says softly. There’s a longing in his tone. I want to get away from him, yet I also want to talk to him, know more about the girl whose ring I found, and maybe it’s just the good night’s sleep talking, bu
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