Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna (Athena Enchanted) novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508

“You see, Alpha, she is in pretty bad shape,” Alex says.

“Because she’s so darn picky,” Amy, the female guard scoffs. “She thinks she is still up in the castle where she can get anything she wants. We do feed them, Alpha. She doesn’t eat her meals.” She tells me.

That much is obvious.

She’s changed, she didn’t have much to work with before because she was always on some diets to stay dainty and small due to whatever cruel standards some women set for themselves, and now, she’s wasting away.

“They’re disgusting,” she says, her nose scrunching up like she’s looking at said disgusting food.

I step closer, looking at her a second time. There are so many scents in the room that I couldn’t remember which one belongs to her, cr simply put, I don’t care enough.

I don’t see why she’s complaining about the meals. I know they’re not five–star meals, but they get fed well and nutritiously so they can endure their punishments better. Sometimes, even allergies are considered by their cooks. “Would it kill you to leave fish out?”

“Too bad, princess. Fish is this week’s special. Our suppliers had a good fishing day.”

I catch something foreign on her, something familiar, but it’s not a scent she’s had all along. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I hiss. “Get up,” I command, wanting to get a better look at her.

She frowns, fighting my command with everything in her. “Or what?” She chokes, “You’ll have them whip me for not doing it?”

“Maybe try not being a bitch, and everyone won’t want to jump you all the time.” Amy tsks.

“Oh shu-” she turris, grabbing a bucket and heaving into it.

“Can you stop, princess?” Her cellmate groans, peeking down at her from the top bunker. “Some of us are trying to fucking sleep.”

“I just got tired of taking her out, so I gave her a bucket,” Amy explains.

“Get her her own cell,” Zoya groans. “It’s starting to stink of puke in here.”

Amy growls, ever so short–tempered, which makes this the best place for her, that and she can hold her own against every single one of them. “Shut up before I feed it to you, Zoya,” she warns, and I don’t doubt that she will. “Like you’re one to talk.”

I sigh, I can scent the puke, and it nearly triggers what I’ve long considered my healed sympathetic morning sickness. “Get her something to eat from the kitchen,” I turn to Alex. “And in the morning, get her a pregnancy test.”

“What?” Audrey gasps, but I don’t turn around to look at her.

“Alex, you are allowed to find me when you get the results back. Other than that, don’t bring me news from these degenerates unless they die.”

“Yes, Alpha.” he nods. “Once again, I apologise for waking you.”

I wave him off and walk away. “Ain’t that something, you used to be his sunshine now he can’t bail you out.” Solange, one of the other guards laughs, and with her others do too.

“You can laugh, but you’re the one scrubbing my puke.” Audrey hisses.

“You’re lucky I’m in a good mood tonight, princess. I’d whip your ass” Solange warns

“Give me a fair chance, and I’ll tear you apart.” Andrey snaps

I step outside the door, but echoes of Audrey and the guards bickering follow me. She really doesn’t know when to quit. Even in her situation she chooses to act high and mighty and piss off the people handling her punishments.

Since I’m already down here, I decide to pay a quick visit to the other idiot who harmed my mate and tried to assault her again, but seeing him will trigger me once again. I stop at the desk of the in–charge in the male prisoners‘ prison.

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