The Lightning Wolf Chronicles (Evelyn and Nadia) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: How Long Has She Been Here?

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Evelyn’s POV

Where have you been hiding all this time?” I asked bluntly. We searched for months and never found your base. Did you use witch magic eng

I didn’t bother hiding that I’d been tracking them. My cover was already blown, so why pretend?

The guard turned, a mocking smile spreading across his face. “Not as clueless as everyone thought, huh?”

Never gave anyone reason to doubt my intelligence, I shot back, trying to sit straighter despite my weakened state. Getting into college at extern speaks

for itself.

He snorted and turned back to the table, fiddling with whatever he’d brought in.

“Where are Robert and Peter?” I asked, partly to gather information, partly to keep myself alert.

“Peter’s probably still on some mission,” he replied without looking up. And poor Robert? Busy mourning his dead mate. He glanced over his shoulder. You really are trouble. Few months here and you’ve messed up everything.

“Creating chaos is my specialty, I shrugged as much as my chains allowed. Honestly, Robert shouldve rejected Ruby ages ago. Why suffer for someone who’d rather be someone else’s plaything? No one deserves that.”

“An Alpha gets whatever he wants,” his voice hardened. ‘Unless you want to die, you bow and obey,” He shrugged like this was the most natural things in the

world.

“That’s bullshit, I said flatly. “Why am I here anyway? When can I leave?”

“You know why,” he replied, still not turning around. “The Alpha’s chosen you as is Luna. He’s been watching you for months. Says you’ve got what be

needs.

“Too bad I’m not interested,” I kept my voice steady. I’m not his Luna and definitely won’t be his mate. Plus, he doesn’t act like a real Alpha

He spun around, suddenly serious. “You don’t get it, do you? This isn’t your choice. He’ll keep you here until you either agree or he forces the mark on you. Either way, he wants you and he’ll have you.”

“Why me?” I pressed. ‘With all the females in his pack, he could pick anyone to ge him heirs.”

Above my pay grade, he sighed. “But I’m guessing it’s ’cause you’re strong and sart. He needs heirs with those qualities.

The thought of being bonded to Brandon made me want to vomit. I quickly changed the subject.

“Who’s that over there?” I nodded toward the pile of blankets in the corner. Mysses were gradually returning, and I could smell someone alive benoith

the rags.

“Alpha’s daughter from some pack we took over, his voice dripped with contemp Before you, she was the chosen one. Has Alpha blood, should’ve given strong heirs, but never got pregnant. Alpha needs an heir had

So I’m here because he couldn’t knock her up? I couldn’t hide my disgust.

“Pretty much. She’s been difficult. Probably on purpose.’

If they actually believed that nonsense, they were even dumber than I thought. It my tongue, hoping the girl hadn’t suffered too badly

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Chapter 143: How Long Has She Been Here?

“How long has she been here?” I asked quietly.

“Over a year.” He placed a bowl of unappetizing food in front of me, then walked over and kicked the pile of blankets.?

A year?” I couldn’t mask my shock and anger.

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He ignored me completely, kicking her again. “Get up. Eat before he gets here. He wants you both looking decent. I’ll bring water later so you can wash.”

He dropped a second bowl beside her and left without checking if she was conscious or if I could even reach the food from where I was chained.

I leaned forward carefully, sniffing the bowl’s contents. Something smelled off, but I couldn’t pinpoint what.

“It’s got wolfsbane and sedatives,” said a voice as the pile of blankets suddenly moved. A girl sat up, seemingly unfazed by the kicks. “Keeps you in a daze so they can do whatever they want. If you pretend to sleep, they usually leave you alone.” She stretched slightly. “Talking to anyone here is pointless anyway. They all worship that psycho and miss how ridiculous this whole thing is.”

She struggled to pull her bowl within reach of her chains, then began picking through it with her fingers.

“Not even a spoon?” I half-joked. “Worried we’d use plastic cutlery as weapons?”

She just looked at me with a gaze that mixed wisdom with sadness.

“So how’d you manage to cut that guard’s face?” I asked, glad to see she still had some fight left.

“Just my little rebellion,” she nodded toward the door. “That fresh scar is my handiwork.”

“No wonder he’s such a jerk to you. Is any of this food safe to eat?” I pointed at Her bowl. Since she was still alive, she must have figured out how to avoid

being completely drugged.

“The black bits are wolfsbane, and the green stuff has sedatives,” she lowered her voice. “Pick out anything that looks like seasoning and the effects aren’t so bad. Act a little drowsy when they come back though, or they’ll up the dose.”

“You know about drugs too? Impressive. I was just going to refuse eating altogether.”?

“Tried that at first,” she said quietly. “Then they switched to force-feeding, and who knows what was in that stuff. This way’s safer.”

‘Who taught you all this?” I asked.

“Had a witch friend once, learned the basics. I think there might be a witch helpg in the kitchen. These herbs are sprinkled on top rather than mixed in. If they cooked with them, you couldn’t separate them out.’ She shrugged. “Lately Irdly react to the drugs anymore.”

I started copying her method, carefully picking out what looked like seasoning. Nt foolproof, but maybe I could process these toxins naturally like I did

with alcohol?

‘Is someone secretly helping you?” The thought sparked hope that not everyonere was Brandon’s willing servant.

“Maybe. Hard to tell. Havent left this hole in forever.” She glanced around the she walls. “Did he really say a year?’

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