The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 233

“Tired of being stuck down here. Tired of the silence, the dark, and the never-ending cycle of fighting against your wolf.”

Fio remains motionless, but her breathing picks up a notch. Her consciousness was still there. Buried as it may be, it was attentive enough to feel something at my taunts.

“You must be so tired of being alone.”

A finch.

“You know, I don’t like to be cruel. But sometimes there’s just no alternative.”

The placidity within the cell begins to feel disturbed. There’s a sense of energy, slowly building up as though it was waiting to gather as much as it possibly could before snapping. The atmosphere feels charged and that in itself is alarming.

“Your mate confessed to everything. He’s told us all he knows. He’s been taken into confinement, away from here. You could see him again, if you wish. Though of course, you’ll have to give me something in return. Nothing is freely given in this world.”

I get up to carefully remove the bandage preventing her to speak and sit back down just as quickly. She didn’t try to bite me or retaliate. It’s the promise of reuniting with her mate that sparks some kind of recognition in her expression. She blinks, lips trembling into a disbelieving open grin.

“M-my mate?”

She asks h oar sely,

“Y-you’ll br-bring me to my m-mate?”

It’s almost pitiful. To see what she’s reduced to almost makes me pity the wolf she could’ve been. Should she not have followed Xeneron, should she not have been influenced by the drive to create a new order like so many other rogues feel.

“Yes, Fio.”

tone, the falsity of compassion giving her the sense of security

you tell me everything, you could see your beloved

looks ready to listen but a small flash

“B-but-”

don’t want to. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you don’t want to see Val. What a shame. I’m sure he’ll

I got up, Fio would scramble upon herself to

NO! I’ll speak, I’ll

moments but calms down when I make no move to leave. Wild, feral eyes

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to me?

I hope comes off as indulgent. She seems to be appeased by this as she lowers herself back to the bed. The hackles she raised lowered instantaneously when she sees me stay put. Fio’s heavy breaths sound frayed. The stamina her minor outburst consumed

doesn’t have much

stand closer. I got so close to

tell me everything

coax gently, running my hand

“-not a detail spared.”

compare her words to Val’s. After every piece of information she gives me she steadily starts to get more confident. Once she started going, she couldn’t stop. She’d go on a tangent every few sentences, getting lost in her own thoughts. It’d take her some time to get back to it but she does. Eventually at least. The things she tells me are