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I thought I was trembling, but when I opened my eyes, the one trembling was the ground itself. The rouges came to an abrupt stop as they looked around confused. They dug their claws into the ground as they held on, but it was useless. Aghast, I watched as the earth literally opened, the rogues plunging deep into the darkness leaving me alone but safe.I felt like something was clenching inside of me and soon, the ground closed, returning back to its normal state as if it hadn't opened a while ago. I blinked dumbfounded before flicking my gaze up to find all were frozen on their spot.My gaze found Marcus who was actually looking quite hilarious at this moment - for even in wolf form -as his mouth was wide open. Then he gave a wolfish grin before he threw his head back, howling happily before clamping his teeth down on the rogue's neck in front of him.The fight resumed and more came charging towards me. I wanted it to happen again but something else
'Oh what the hay is wrong with me?Hormones. Hormones.'A loud pained groan brought me out of my thoughts and I found the guy on the floor. Unconscious. My eyebrows shot up as the man bent down and patted his pants, pulling out a set of keys.He stood up and turned and our eyes met. His widened while I stared with a blank face. He gulped before quietly walked in. He stopped at the door of my cell and slowly opened it. He hesitated for a bit before stepping in and stopped right infront of me.He bit his lip before kneeling down and reached out to the shackles.I stayed still and he took that as the cue to continue and while he busied himself getting them off, I spoke which made him jump."What are you doing?""Repenting for my sins. Consider this as my way of saying sorry for not telling where our hideout is."He said quietly and I observed his body language. He was shaking- no, trembling rather. One fell off and he went to
'Gentle giant?'He unfolded the blanket and draped it around me. He looked at me and I gave a tiny smile in gratitude and he lightly squeezed my hand before leaving the room. I gripped the blanket and pulled it closer and soon, I drifted off.I was woken up by loud obnoxious laughter. I blinked blearily and was tempted to yell but the sound of a door opening had me looking. I frowned as two men came in with grins on their faces and I sat up, now fully awake."So, this is him."The tall one spoke."Man, they were right. He's f*cking hot.""And sadly off-limits."I scowled at them."You know, if you were someone else, I would've smacked that scowl off your face."The small said with clenched fists."Why don't you come in and do exactly just that?"I growled out while clenching my fists. The man who spoke clenched his jaw and was about to when the taller one held him back."Are you stu
*BEFORE THE BATTLE* "I'll return with your food." I stared at the shackles before I raised my gaze and looked around the room. My gaze landed on a window and I could see an orange color with hues of pink and purple painted the sky. The sun was slowly setting andI would admire the beautiful view yet I can't. I scooted back until I was against the wall and my eyes trained at the window. I rested my arms on top of my knees and heaved a sigh. The sudden growl of my stomach made me jump and I cradled my stomach. "Oh my pup. Are you hungry?? Just wait a moment and I promise food will come." I whispered, smiling down as I rubbed my stomach in slow, small circles before a sudden thought made me frown. 'Does Dylan know I'm pregnant? If he does, what does he plan to do? Is he gonna kill my pup before he/she's born? Or what if he'll use my pup?' The last two put a bad taste in my mouth and I found myself releasing a lo
"Wha-!! How-.....you! I-I-....where-?" His chuckles reverberated throughout the room. I gritted my teeth and tried to stand up but abruptly stopped as I felt something searing through my skin. I yelped, biting my lip as I clenched my eyes shut. "Now, now. Don't stand up. You'll hurt yourself even more." I sent a venomous glare only for him to smile amused before I eyed the shackles and turned my leg around. I blinked, frowning upon seeing a tiny white stone welded into the metal. "Ahh. I see you're curious about why there's a tiny white stone in the shackles?" I flicked my eyes to him. "Well, its to hold you dow
RONAN'S POV: The huge iron doors to the dungeons opened with a deafening cream.We were met with a dark hallway that soon lit up as three guards appeared with torches in their hands. With a bow from them, they turned and lead the way. One of them opened another door that seperated the cells from the hallway and as soon as we stepped in, low whimpers and growls sounded from the cells where each rogue are placed into. From here, I could sense Seth and Isaac releasing their auras as we walked past the wolves. Some growled louder while others snarled wildly but the sounds abruptly stopped, a deafening silence engulfed the air. With a confused frown, I flicked my eyes to the others to find all were glancing at each other in confusion but soon, our question were answered by a strong, almost suffocating aura. My mate was leading the way, mask of cold indifference adorning his face as he strod
The sound of ringing filled my ears as I slowly rouse awake. I blink, a bit disoriented just as different sounds popped back into my ears. I moved to stand but the searing pain that shot through my body caused me to yelp. Memories of what happened filtered quickly into my head.'Dylan and his band o
After everything that happened this morning, I was glad the room was empty when I came back downstairs. Usually there would be a few stragglers or some skipping their morning runs for an extra hour of rest.'Huh. They must've gone training then.'I was on my way to the living room to start cleaning
RONAN'S POV:I opened my eyes only to close them against the assault of the lights that peered through my window.'Stupid sun.'I'm not a morning person and maybe like half of the Earth's population probably aren't either. Why would you ever want to wake up so early and leave the comfort of your bed
ZANNICUS' POV: I groaned, waking up to the shrill sound of my alarm. 'Sweet fiddlesticks, I hate mornings.' I flapped my arm around looking for the dang thing and shut it up by throwing it into the drawer of my bedside table but not before catching a glimpse of the time. Groggily, I sat up, my ha







