Fractured by N.O Darling

Chister 247

Chapter 297

**Luke’s POV**

I almost gag at the smell. These are awful living conditions and I hate that my daughter and the rest of these kids have been forced to live this way. It’s Inhumane. They need daylight and clean facilities.

“I don’t like it, they shouldn’t be here,” a gruff male voice lays as the voices draw closer.

“It’s just temporary until we find somewhere else to put them. They’ve been compelled they are both clean,” a voice I recognise as Brent responds, and it’s clear they are discussing me and Robert.

“I’m not worried about them not being who they say they are. I’m worried they will think they have authority here because they were from the original group. They can’t just come in and take over, we have worked too hard to build up to this size. We are bigger and stronger than the original group, and I’ll be damned if they come in now and take all the glory for what we have achieved. We are almost ready to take over this realm, another twelve months, and we will be unstoppable with all the new talent” the gruff voice says.

“They’re not here to take over. They want our help to free the others, and I think we at least owe them that before we seal off Greys realm for good this time. None of us would be here right now if it wasn’t for the original group. We can’t just leave them there to rot,” Brent reasons, and it’s a shame he’s a rogue, he seems like an honourable man. He’s just on the wrong side of the fight.

they messed up, forcing us to have to live in hiding like rats. underground. I vote that we

you do with the two we have here

sleep for all I

Robert is there alone and vulnerable. I have to make a

Robert’s steady breathing and the voices that are now coming towards us. Brent hushes his companion as they draw near, and I feign sleep.

the men’s chatter begins again as they move away. That was close. I’m going to have to be more careful, and one thing is for sure, I can’t leave Robert

to rest because there’s no way I can sleep now. I’m going to need them to

fighting sleep because I’m exhausted and bored out of my mind, and fighting paranoia whenever I hear movement.

or what time it is. So when a feminine voice starts calling out that

attempting to wake

try and shake him awake. He slowly comes to with a groan, and he is momentarily confused about

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bunch of teens. Someone stalled out th breakfast is ready. Do you think you can

whilst he processes my words, and then he nods, pushing himself

elbows.

how are you feeling today?” I ask as I hear the bustle and bustle of people starting to