I needed to get out of here.
The clapping of skin against skin and the loud moans continued until they all released, and the guards pulled out of them.
Irritated, I watched as the guards kissed them heatedly before shoving them away like rags and began dressing up, while the women, who were still naked, fell exhaustedly to the ground.
I glared at the guards as they turned their smirking faces toward me.
“Did you enjoy the show, Luna?” one of them mocked.
I ignored him.
They chuckled.
“We can do better than the Alphas, another sneered.
I lifted my head slowly, locking eyes with him, my expression blank but my wolf growling inside
“Try it,” I said, my voice ice-cold. “And I swear you won’t leave this cell in one piece.”
The smirk wavered for a brief second before he scoffed and turned away.
They left the cell and locked it. I glanced at my cellmates, their naked bodies sprawled out on the filthy floor, too exhausted to stay awake.
Sighing heavily, I closed my eyes but received a mind-link from my mother.
“Olivia, are you okay?” she asked worriedly.
“Mother, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Go to bed, I said and quickly ended the mind-link. I didn’t want to hear her worried voice and cries.
The night dragged on, and despite my exhaustion, I couldn’t sleep. I stayed awake, waiting, dreading whatever would come next.
By the time the first light of morning filtered through the barred window, I was still sitting in the same position.
I looked around. My cellmates remained fast asleep, their naked bodies curled into themselves.
Ignoring them, I rose to my feet and walked toward the iron bars of the cell door. My hands curled around the cold metal as I peered down the dimly lit corridor. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat and something fouler-something rotten.
Then I heard it. The sound of heavy boots against the stone floor.
Two guards approached, dragging a woman between them. Her wrists were bound, her clothes. torn, and her face was streaked with dirt and bruises. She looked exhausted, but the moment her eyes met mine, something in her expression changed, Her lips parted, her breathing hitched.
“You…” she whispered, her voice hoarse,
Lfrowned. “What?”
She took a shaky step forward, staring at me as if she’d seen a ghost. Then, barely above a whisper, she said, “You’re Parker’s daughter.
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The world seemed to tilt. My fingers tightened around the bars as my chest constricted.
“Yes,” I answered slowly. “I am.”
The woman inhaled sharply, her gaze softening with something I didn’t quite understand. Pity?
Regret?
“I was in the same dungeon as your father,” she said, her voice thick with sympathy. “I… I’m so sorry for your loss.”
My breath caught in my throat.
“What?” I whispered.
Her face fell. “You don’t know?”
A cold shiver crawled up my spine.
She hesitated, glancing at the guards before lowering her voice. “Your father tried to escape two months ago. The guards caught him… and they were ordered to kill him.”
Lennox’s POV
“All she needs is rest, and she will be fine,” the healer said as she put a crying Anita to sleep. I exchanged glances with my brothers, but none of us said a word.
“I will stay with her,” Anita’s mother said softly, while I nodded in acknowledgment..
“I’ll be back to check on her, I added before stepping out of Anita’s room.
Arriving back in my chambers, I poured myself a glass of whiskey and took a long sip of it. The harshness of it burned my throat, but I continued sipping. moved over to the window and stared into the night. I couldn’t believe that Anita was pregnant. with our child and had just lost it. I didn’t know what to feel about it-I had just lost a child, a child I didn’t get to know, and my emotions were just… there. I didn’t feel the anger and pain I was supposed to feel in losing a child. Perhaps it was because I didn’t really want a child with
Anita.
The door creaked open, and my brothers, Levi and Louis, stepped in. They said nothing, merely pouring themselves drinks.
The three of us stood in silence, waiting for one another to speak first, until finally, Louis spoke.
“What do we do about Olivia?” Louis asked, breaking the heavy silence.
I sighed. The moment her name was spoken, my wolf growled, restless and furious. Keeping her locked in that cell was tearing me apart.
“We should get her out, Levi spoke. “She is our Luna, no matter what. What will the other Alphas think of us if we keep her caged like a criminal?
“I agree,” Louis added. “Instead of keeping her in the cell, we can confine her to her room.”
I nodded at Louis’s suggestion, knowing he was right. Olivia was our Luna, and even though she had made a huge mistake, keeping her in the cell wasn’t right. My wolf snarled in agreement, demanding that we bring her out immediately.
Before I could say anything else, the door burst open, and one of the guards rushed in, looking frantic. He bowed his head slightly before speaking.
“Alpha Lennox, Alpha Levi, and Alpha Louis! Luna Olivia is yelling for you,” he reported, barely able to catch his breath.
“What?” Levi growled, immediately pushing off the wall, his drink forgotten.
“She’s causing a scene, demanding to see all three of you. She… she’s furious,” the guard stammered.
I exchanged a glance with my brothers, a mix of curiosity and worry settling in. Olivia rarely her showed her temper, and if she was this enraged, something must have pushed her past *** limit. Without a word, we all strode out of my chambers, making our way to the cells.
As we approached the cell, her voice grew louder. “Where are they? Let me see them!” she demanded in anger.
When we arrived, Olivia stood at the cell gate, her hands gripping the bars. But it wasn’t just anger radiating from her, it was pain.
She was crying.
The moment she saw us, her gaze hardened. “You monsters! You ordered the killing of my father!” she spat, and my brow furrowed.
What was she talking about?
“What are you talking about?” Louis asked, voicing my confusion.
More tears fell down her cheeks, and where I stood, I felt my heart clenching. Even after everything. her tears still had the power to break me.
“You three act like you don’t know what I’m talking about!” she shouted, tears flowing down her cheeks.
“That is because we don’t know what you are talking about,” Levi snapped, sounding frustrated.
Olivia glared at us, her tear-filled eyes holding both pain and anger, making me feel so uncomfortable.
“I hate you three, she spat in anger.
I growled. “Olivia, what are you talking about?”
My wolf growled angrily, fighting against my restraint, desperate to comfort her and demand answers at the same time. Levi looked just as shaken, his fists clenched, while Louis narrowed his eyes, trying to piece together what she meant.
Before I could say anything, Olivia moved suddenly, catching us off guard. In a swift motion, she reached through the cell bars, grabbing the hilt of the sword strapped to the guard’s side. He yelped in surprise, too stunned to react, and she pulled it free, pressing the blade to her neck before any of us could take a step forward.
“Don’t move!” she shouted, her voice cracking but authoritative. The guard stumbled back, terrified, while my wolf thrashed violently within me, howling at the threat to our mate.
“Olivia!” I barked, but she only pressed the sword harder against her skin, a thin line of blood appearing. I felt my breath hitch, and Louis took a cautious step forward, but she glared at him, her gaze wild and threatening.
“Stay back! I swear, I’ll do it!” she warned, her hands trembling.
“Olivia, put the sword down,” Levi said cautiously, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the tension coiling in his muscles. “Just talk to us.”
“You killed my father!” she screamed, tears spilling freely, her knuckles white against the hilt. “You ordered his death! Why? Why would you do that? He was innocent!”
Shock shot through me like a lightning bolt. Her father? Executed? None of us gave that order. I exchanged a quick look with Louis, whose face was a mask of confusion, and then Levi, who looked equally lost.
“Olivia,” I started, keeping my tone steady despite the tightness in my throat. “We didn’t order anyone to kill your father. Who told you that?”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.