An Alpha Story

Chapter 32

Three Weeks later.....

It took a long time for Mesalla and Otis but finally I decided to go the prisons to see our freshly held prisoners.

The past three weeks were hard, everyone tried to get me to speak to them but it was a dead end. I lived on a schedule. Every morning,-After a night with Roman in his room in the hospital-I headed home to shower have breakfast and get my guard for the day. Yes! My fellow companions made a timetable with shifts for who would take care of me at what time. Such unfortunate cathartic and eccentric stupidity they were showing by this. Its not like I was going to kill myself or anything like that.

Anyway,I spent the day talking to Roman. Singing and humming to him. Reading to him. And joining him every time and again in his beautiful slumber. My sleeping prince. I missed him dearly.

I had two meals a day,that is-breakfast and lunch. At dinner time I would talk to Roman until I fell asleep,sometimes without realising.

Today,I had to cancel my morning with Roman because Mes and Ot insisted I saw Jude and the other minions of Nali. Not an exciting venture for me. I preferred not to re-live that day but at this point I did not have much of a choice.

When we finally got to the cells,I got that eerie feeling I always got when I come here. A lonely,dark place with no life. It takes me back to the time I was locked up,in Roman's Territory. Another thing,I do not want to re-live. No wonder I didn't want to be here,too many harsh memories to fight.

Mesalla led us to the last three cells of the hall of cells. My stomach constricted tightly making me whince silently but loud enough for Otis to hold onto me and for Mesalla to look back at me with concern.

"You okay Arlly?" Mesalla asked face wary.

I nodded my head and waved my hand for him to keep going. Finally we stopped,at the end and looking through the bars,Jude got up.

"Ready to talk?" Mesalla hissed through gritted teeth.

Otis led me to stand next to Mes and him next to I.

Okay. That's it. This was a chance to speak. Atleast for the sake of my pack.

"Why did you help?" I asked speaking a full sentence after what felt like ages.

Mesalla and Otis looked at me stunned.

"Help with what?" Jude responded ignoring them both.

"With the doctor? Why didn't you let him die?" I asked calmly. "I mean he was....is....half dead already?" I finished harshly.

"I have no desire to explain my personal reasons for my actions. But I can tell you,that all this?" He waved his hand around. "Is not necessary because we all answered to one person but now she is dead. Thanks to you all bunch teenagers." He finished angrily.

"Well seeing the fact that she is dead,you all have no use whatsoever. And ofcourse thanks to us teenagers." I smirked willingly.

"And You have no right to speak angrilly like that. If there is anyone to be angry it is I. Because it is unbelievable that you stand here and defend a woman that spent the whole time you were with her rejecting you." I continued.

"Incase you didn't notice? This here is my territory and I call the shots."

I turned to the other cells to see the other guys looking at us with worry.

"I want them dead." I said finally. "In three days.

"Can you guys do that?" I looked between Mesalla and Otis who were still wearing their stunned expressions. Or more.