Escaping the Alpha, Claimed in the End novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38.

Chapter 38

Ryder’s POV

Darkness came first. Heavy, pressing, laced with the stink of rust and damp stone. My head ponded whas land the taste of iron thick in my mouth.

A cell. Narrow walls, a barred door, and chains biting into my wrists, I didn’t need the stink of sonide bating tently to know who had dragged me here.

Jasper.

The bastard leaned against the far wall like he’d been waiting for me to open my eyes. A grin vahed accom tantur a and cruelty.

“Alpha,” he drawled, like the word was a joke. “Finally awake. I was starting to think the sedative wÁLES

He held up a small glass vial between two fingers. Blue liquid sloshed. “Company gift. A little Night chaser. Thought you’d enjoy the blend.”

He jabbed the vial’s needle into my side before I could twist away. Fire shot under my skin. Kieran lunged, but the viner strangled him back down, muffling the shift to a dull, useless ache.

Jasper crouched low, his grin sharp in the dim light.

“Running after the little whore that dumped you?” he sneered. His boot pressed hard into my chest, grinding bone against stone. “Oh wait–that’s not right, is it? She didn’t dump you. You scared her off.”

He leaned closer, breath sour with smoke and blood.

“Where’s the big, bad Alpha now? Can’t even twitch a finger. Can’t even protect yourself. Pathetic.”

He backhanded me, knuckles cracking across my mouth. Blood filled my teeth. “Come on,” he crooned. “Make it fun.”

Another hit. Then another. Body blows meant to keep me from blacking out. He knew what he was doing. Pain built layers-rib, jaw, kidney, repeat-until sweat ran cold down my spine.

He stepped close enough that the stench of smoke and sweat off his jacket clogged my throat. His smile curled cruel.

“While you were busy with your little honeymoon, I was planning my escape-and my comeback.” His bugh cracked sharp.

Γ ugly. “What’s wrong? Starting to regret keeping me alive? Too late, Alpha. Way too late.”

I lunged as far as the chains allowed and caught him with my shoulder. He barely rocked back. The cuffs tore skin from my wrists. Hot blood slicked my palms.

Jasper chuckled and pulled a thin baton from his belt. He pressed the tip to the chain at my right wrist and flicked a switch. Current ripped through the metal and slammed into my bones. My back bowed. Every muscle locked, useless and burring

“Sing for me,” he whispered, pushing harder.

I bit my tongue until I tasted copper and refused.

His

eyes went flat. He clicked the baton off and drove it into my stomach. Air blew out of me. He waited for me to drag in a breath, then did it again.

“Here’s the plan,” Jasper said, cheerful now. “I take a piece. Then another. Then another. When I’m tired, I’ll go see your little

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But he still laughed wet, ragged “Go ahead. Break me. Amelia will break the same way.”

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He bared bloody teeth. His hand darted low. A blade kissed my side, slicing fast and deep. Heat spilled down my hip.

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Chapter 38

rusted lock at my fare a bolted imp out of here

“Coward.” I spat, pressitu

to my sade

The corridor stretched like a maze. His footsteps faded behind bolted dorms 1 torral empat

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