Screw My Childhood Sweetheart His Alpha Brother Marked Me First novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Something about the bleakness in Rezah’s voice had my hands curling into fists. My fingernails dug into my palms, but I welcomed the bite of pain. It kept me grounded.

“Do you have mates?”

She nodded, more tears coming. “Three. But the bond was only cemented with one.”

“How are you alive?” The question just poured out of me. Only one day without my mates before had almost finished me. I didn’t understand how Rezah was still breathing.

She leaned against the wall, staring off into space. “More drugs. They found something that keeps you alive.”

“And your mates?” I was almost too scared to ask.

“They’re okay. I can still feelthem and I think they can feel me too. It’s only if we die that they’re in danger.” Rezah’s gaze turned to me. “We have to fight for them.”

“I’ll never stop fighting for them. These assholes won’t win.”

Her mouth curved in a sad smile. “They’ll do anything they can to break you. Anything they can to get you to relinquish your bond.”

I stiffened. “I thought it was possible to force the breaking of a bond.”

“It is, but some of your power is lost in that breaking. If you choose to break it, none is lost. He doesn’t want to lose a morsel of our gifts. Not when he could use them.” Rezah spat the words, her hatred bleeding through each one.

A new wave of nausea swept through me. I’d never sever my tie to my bond. I’d hold on with everything I had in me. No matter what.

I started to ask Rezah another question when the creaking of metal sounded.

“Step away from the bars,” Rezah hissed. “The guards don’t like it if you seem too interested in your cage.”

The use of the word cagehad my wolf pawing at my insides. I did my best to soothe her, promising vengeance to whoever had put us here, but it only did so much. I moved until my back was pressed against the cold, stone wall.

Footsteps echoed on the cement floor. A girl with red hair and freckles appeared. She would’ve been beautiful if it wasn’t for the dead look in her eyes. It was as if there was a haze over them. She saw what was in front of her but didn’t completely take it in.

The girl carried what looked to be two trays. She bent, sliding one under an opening in Rezah’s cell. “You need to eat everything.” Even the girl’s voice was robotic.

Rezah glared at the girl. “Would you want to eat this garbage, Angie?”

She straightened. “We should be grateful for everything that’s provided for us. If you would like another meal, you know what you have to do.”

“And what’s that?” I asked, pushing off the wall. There was nothing about this petite girl that was frightening in any way.

She slid the cardboard tray into my cell. “Sever your bonds. Pledge your loyalty to the true Alpha King.”

The true Alpha King?That sounded like some crazy, cult rhetoric. No, thank you. “And if I don’t want to?”

Angie shrugged. “You’ll stay here until you see things differently. Or you’ll die.”

Childhood Sweatheart–His Alnha Brother Marked Me First!

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Chapter 147

She said it so casually. As if dying was akin to losing a hair tie.

“Eat everything. You’ll need your strength.”

“For what?” I pressed.

A hint of something passed over Angie’s eyes. Fear maybe? “You’ll need to be shown the error of your ways. You’ll see. There’s a better way. All I had to do was let go.”

My hands fisted more tightly, my nails digging into my palms. She had stood where I was now. And she was putting others through the same torture she had experienced. “How can you look at yourself in the mirror?”

Angie didn’t flinch, but those unfocused eyes came to me. “He knows what’s best. How to make us the strongest we can be.”

“Hetook away your free will.”

“Don’t bother,” Rezah muttered. “Angie has fully drunk the Kool–Aid.”

I moved to the bars, wrapping my hands around the metal. “You can let us out of here. Give us a chance.”

Something else flickered across Angie’s expression, but then she closed down again. “He knows best. You’ll see.”

I whirled to Rezah. “He knows best? What is this creepy shit she keeps muttering?”

Rezah shivered. “They try to break you. Your mind as much as your body.”

My stomach revolted, the threat of what might be to come combined with a drug hangover and the smell of greasy steak swirling together. I’d already been through hell this past year. People had come for me time and again. I wasn’t going down without a fight.

Rezah nodded at me, her shoulders rolling back. “Keep hold of that fire. You’ll need it.”

“It won’t help,” Angie said. “You’ll break eventually. You’re just making it more painful for yourself this way.”

Rezah leapt from her cot and charged at the bars. “Just because you gave up on your mates doesn’t mean we will. I won’t sign their death warrants the way you did.”

Angie blanched and her eyes took on an even more faraway look. For the first time, I felt real pity for the girl. Her trauma had sent her so deep inside herself, the girl she had been no longer existed.

“It’s okay,” I told Rezah quietly. “We’ll help each other hold on.” We could remind each other what we were fighting for.

Footsteps echoed on the cement. “Now, girls. What are all the raised voices about?”

Rezah scampered back from the bars, her whole body trembling. But I couldn’t move. Because I’d come to know that voice over the past month. Ever since the Quad had first arrived.

The man stepped into view, a grin twisting his lips. “Hello, daughter.”

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