All Chapters of The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dante's POVI did not waste a single second. My heavy boots clicked loudly against the cold concrete floor as I stormed down the dark stairs leading to the underground cells. Every single breath I took tasted like iron and rage. I didn't waste time and soon I was in the prison yard, bypassing the regular guards who quickly bowed and stepped out of my way. They could see the raw murder rolling off me in waves.I threw open the heavy iron door of the interrogation cell. The room was freezing, smelling of damp stone, old rust, and stale sweat. Inside, a scruffy, blood-stained rogue was chained heavily to a solid metal chair bolted straight into the floor. His breathing was ragged, his clothes torn from the battle. He looked up at me, spitting a glob of dark blood onto the floor, a nasty, cocky smirk forming on his face."Alpha," the rogue rasped, his voice sounding like gravel. "Come to check on your little prisoner? I'm so touched... do you do this for every one you capture?"I did no

Dante's POVI walked into the large boardroom and slammed the double doors shut behind me. The noise cut through the heavy silence of the room, making a few of the older pack elders jump in their leather chairs. I did not care. My jaw was locked tight, my eyes burning from the total lack of sleep after spending the entire night sitting by Violet's bed. I took my seat at the head of the long mahogany table, crossing my arms over my chest, glaring at everyone present.My grandmother sat to my right, her face expressionless, while the rest of the council members shifted in their seats. For the first few minutes, the atmosphere was thick with fake sympathy. At the meeting, the council members act caring, their voices dropping into soft, concerned tones that made my stomach turn."Alpha Dante," One started, leaning forward and folding his hands on the table. "We were deeply saddened to hear about the losses from last night. How bad was the actual impact on the lower courtyard? We want to

Violet's POVThe room slowly grew darker as the sun completely disappeared behind the trees outside my window. The white ceiling light felt too bright, making my head throb along with my ankle. Night falls, and the heavy atmosphere in the room changes as the guys check their watches. They had been sitting around my bed for hours, trash-talking the elders and eating the leftover crackers from my dinner tray."Alright, Diego," Bret said, standing up and stretching his arms over his head. "We need to get back before the night shift starts. Do not try to run away on that broken foot.""I will try my best," I muttered, offering him a weak smile.The others bid her farewell, each of them giving me a careful nod or a light slap on my uninjured shoulder. Simon and Zeke walked toward the door first, but Ron stayed behind for a second, his eyes immediately moving over to where Alex was sitting on her stool. He still looked incredibly tense after the teasing he took earlier.Ron attempts to get

Violet's POVSimon stood there looking at me for a second like he was thinking hard. Then he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look, if it means that much to you, you could try talking to Dante about it. Tell him straight up. If he says it's okay for you to stay behind, then fine. No one will fight him on it."I felt a little spark of hope. "Really? You think that could work?""Yeah, probably," Simon replied. "He's the boss. If he gives the green light, the rest of us won't say anything. But you better catch him tonight because we leave first thing tomorrow.""Thanks, Simon . I really mean it," I said, giving him a small smile. "I'll go find him later and explain everything."He nodded and started walking back toward the main building. "Good luck. And take it easy on that ankle, okay?"I watched him go, then headed inside the building myself. My mind was already racing with thoughts about how I would convince Dante. I needed the right words. Something that sounded serious but not l

Violet's POVI had been sitting in the back seat for what felt like hours and I was starting to get suffocated. My fractured ankle was throbbing lightly because I couldn't get it into a comfortable position. Also, maybe it was because of the fact that I was too anxious about my surroundings. I wasn’t afraid. Not at all. After all, if they somehow manage to catch me, all they would do was kill me after a while fuckload of torture but sure… it was all good. To make matters worse, my bladder was screaming at me, and the bottle of orange juice I drank earlier was fully catching up to me now. I told myself I would be quick. I would just find the nearest restroom, handle it, and get back into this exact seat before anyone noticed I was gone. The other wolves Dante left outside were not paying much attention to me anyway. They were standing near the front bumpers, their backs turned to the vehicle, watching the outer perimeter for any signs of an external threat. I unlocked the passen