Chapter Ninety-TwoElsa's POV"Hey, hold on. Don't shoot, it's me," I said, slowly putting out my hand from the carriage in an attempt to step out. "Don't you dare move an inch," one of the men screamed, causing me to freeze on the spot. "Who are you?""It's me. Elsa. I'm one of you," I subtly voiced. "Hold on guys," he said to his men and they came to a halt. "Come out so that I can see you. Do that very slowly.""Yeah. Sure." I slowly made my way out of the carriage into the open and he took a deep breath, seeing that he knew who I was. "What are you doing with these Rogues?" He asked. "Did they abduct you? Are you in any sort of trouble?""It's a long story, Fred, but I'm alright. I'm not in any kind of trouble," I assured him. "I just want to take them to the Alpha King. They have something important to share with him."He grunted and then walked across to our carriage to see who was inside. As he looked through, I noticed that my mother did her best to stare at the ground. Ma

Chapter Ninety-FourElsa's POV"You're kidding, right?' Melissa asked, getting up to her feet but my mother said nothing to her. She just kept staring at her as she alternated her gaze between her husband and my mother."Take that back, this minute!" She yelled. "There's no way that Duncan, the Alpha of the Runway Pack could have birthed this… this–""Slave?" I asked, knowing that it was exactly what she had in mind. She probably didn't say it because my husband had warned her not to. "It is the truth," my mother insisted and to be honest, I found it hard to believe her too. "Why didn't you say something about it since then?" I asked, unable to hold the question back anymore even though I had planned to. Alpha Duncan, who supposedly was my father, didn't say a word. He just watched on, looking the most clueless that I'd ever seen him with his hands folded. "If I revealed that, your life would have been in danger, my daughter," she replied, shaking her head. "Your father and I had

Chapter Ninety-SixAlpha Duncan lay on his bed after having his bath, thinking of the next step that he had to take concerning Alina. He was restless, rolling from side to side on the bed as he struggled to hold himself together. Alina had attempted to kill a person. Not just a person but a Princess of the Runway Pack. Such crimes were usually punishable by death and Alpha Duncan knew it. He just didn't want to be the one to sentence his own daughter to death.Even if it was the fair thing to do, it wasn't fair at all to him. To do the fair thing, he was to sentence his daughter to death for trying to take the life of yet another daughter of his. He was going to lose a daughter regardless. No father could ever want that.He decided to sit up on the bed, still stuck in his thoughts as he wondered if there was a way around his predicament; one that wouldn't require the life of any of his children."The Priestess; surely she must have something to say about this," he muttered to himsel

Chapter Ninety-EightAlina's POV"Mph!" I heard my mother moan from her cell which was just beside mine.It had happened for a few nights and it made me wonder who it was that always went into her cell to have sex with her, especially since I was very sure it could have never been my father. The previous night, when I finally decided to ask her, "It's a guard who has promised to help," was all she said to me. When I tried to push further, she didn't say anything else. "Don't worry, my baby," she reassured me. "I'm alright and we'll both be out of here in no distant time. Just let mommy do her thing."As the sounds of their escapades kept ringing in my head, I put my hands over my ears in a desperate attempt to shut it out. It was futile though. The noise was so loud and it was clear that he was being very rough with her, in a good way. Despite her initial reluctance, she seemed to enjoy it in the end, even if she wasn't happy about it and I knew that so well.I wouldn't have known t

Chapter HundredAlina's POVAs we got off the carriage after arriving at the Rogue Pack, I looked around at my new surroundings and it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. For sure, it was nothing compared to the Runway Pack. The brown leaves on the floor left a lot to be desired. The flowers grew wildly, no one bothered to trim them, but as I walked past them with my mom by my side, those were the least of my problems. I wondered how Murray was going to take the loss of his dear Mandy. I had lied to the other guards that she was killed by one of the guards in the Runway Pack. The good thing was that I didn't pull out the knife that I used to kill her and it belonged to Ronnie. Nothing about her death pointed to me, except that I was supposedly with her when it happened. Well, I shut off those thoughts as we continued to make our way to the throne room. I wanted to know what it looked like. "It must be the size of a mushroom," I laughed in my mind. Yet, I knew not to write it off, s