Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three

“Get up” I ordered

“I can’t,” the man says, I could see it in his eyes, he had already given up.

“Help me lift him,” I said. We managed to lift him, he groaned in pain as his injured leg scraped against the bare ground. Together, we carried the man away, heading for the pack borders. I doubted we’d be as lucky walking past andetected, or escape as easily as we had entered.

Damn he was heavy, we managed to travel only a short distance before the gun shot stopped us. The man I had been carrying slumped. The bullet had gotten him in the side.

It was one of the Nightshade soldiers, he fired another shot and it got the other man in the arm, he cried out. I let go of the man, but before I could reach for my gun, there was yet another shot. This one had been fired from another direction. Not at me, but at the Nightshade soldiers. Gabriel was back.

He rushed to us, quickly checking on the man who laid on the floor.

“He would survive,” he said to me and I nodded. “I need to get you out of here”

“No, help them first”

“The Nightshade soldiers are already on their way here, they would kill you”

“I am your Queen and I say save them first”

I didn’t think he would comply, it must have been something autocratic in my voice because he quickly adhered, helping the two men, he led them away.

More of the Nightshade soldiers approached. I had no chance against them, yet I would have to fight to buy Gabriel some time to get them all out

I inhaled deeply.

my sword.

I

towards them and

clash, they wouldn’t kill

because they need me alive for interrogations, but they didn’t mind the

left in.

leg, I fought my way through the soldiers, meeting every strike, but I was losing ground. These were experienced, well trained soldiers. I felt a cut to my side followed by another on my thigh, but I fought on and then I saw him.

him for months, yet he looked exactly the same, better than my thoughts

his eyes cold, For a second the fear filled me, but then I remembered

One Hundred and

mask on.

me

was used against me as the sword was knocked off my hands.

This was it.

die and

ordered and the soldiers

to incapacitate not to kill. But

to the

smile

and down the dungeons. No one recognise me and I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if they did know

would only get worse.