The Lightning Wolf Chronicles (Evelyn and Nadia) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Who’s Really the Weakest?

Evelyn’s POV

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Just as promised, dinner arrived at our cell. The food smelled noticeably different this time – no trace of wolfsbane or sedatives, just a fresh herbal scent reminiscent of energy potions. A warm current began awakening my numbed senges, gradually lifting the fog from my mind.

“You smell that? Totally different from before,” I said to Freya. “She told us to eat everything. Let’s see if she was right.”

Freya watched me cautiously, suspicion clear in her eyes.

I took a small bite. Almost immediately, warmth flowed through my body, jolting my dormant muscles to life. Seeing my reaction, Freya started eating too. We devoured everything like we’d been starving for days – which, considering how long she’d been imprisoned, wasn’t far from her reality.

I could feel the changes happening – muscles quivering beneath my skin, a strange pressure in my brain like some long-suppressed power slowly returning. After finishing, I noticed Freya’s complexion had regained some color, her hair no longer so dull. Whatever they’d added was clearly a powerful energy

supplement.

“God, I haven’t felt like this in forever,” Freya murmured. ‘You must know someone powerful. Getting this stuff into our food couldn’t have been easy.”

“Lucky for us these guards aren’t exactly rocket scientists,” I replied quietly.

“Did your mystery woman mention when we should make our move?” Freya asked her voice carrying a hint of hope for the first time.

Just said to eat everything and by morning we’d reconnect with our wolves.” I continued working on freeing my wrist from the handcuffs, the renewed strength making escape feel actually possible.

“Little more and you’ll have it,” Freya observed.

“You could try too,” I suggested.

She made a dismissive sound. “Why bother? Once you’re free and grab the keys from a guard, you can unlock mine. No point in both of us getting hurt

before we run.”

I rolled my eyes but couldn’t argue with her logic.

Just as I felt my hand about to slip through the metal ring, keys jangled outsided heavy footsteps approached.

I doubled my efforts, heart racing. This chance was too precious to waste. I pulle desperately at my wrist, ignoring the pain. Right as the iron door creaked open, my hand finally slipped free with a metallic clink. Thankfully, the guards were laughing loudly at some crude joke, covering the noise.

I quickly hid my freed hand, pretending to still be restrained. Three familiar guas entered one tall and skinny as a beanpole, one short as a fire hydrant, and one wide as a refrigerator. They looked like rejected cartoon villains.

“Check out tonight’s lucky girl, the tall one said with a disgusting smirk. Alpha got a whole bunch of pretty things keeping him company while waiting for you to wake up. Don’t think you’re special – you’re just today’s entertainment.”

If Brandon was wasting energy on other girls, he was even dumber than I though

‘Someone’s gonna have sweet dreams tonight, the short one leered, eyes gleaming

‘Better enjoy those hands while you’ve got them,” I replied calmly. Clearly your-called Alpha doesn’t share his toys with minions like you.”

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I needed to lure them closer. The keys hung from the tall one’s belt I couldn’t him leave with them.

‘He gives us plenty of women,’ the fat one protested, insecurity obvious in his voice.

‘Yeah, right, I scoffed. “Your Alpha just doesn’t want people knowing his crew is ull of losers.” I noticed Freya fighting back a smile.

‘Happy to show you what a real man can do,” the short one stepped forward, reaching for his belt.

‘That’s Alpha’s privilege, the tall one interrupted. “You heard him nobody touches her before he does.”

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‘That’s only because he’s scared you’ll notice how he doesn’t measure up,” Freya uddenly cut in. All three men turned to her, furious. “He’s barely an Alpha, and you’re just rejects who couldn’t make warrior. That’s why you lock us up and rug us because you’re too weak for a fair fight.”

“Shut your mouth!” the fat one roared. “Who’s locked up here? Who’s really weak now?”

“Good question,” Freya replied casually. “Maybe I’d need to fight each of you along to figure out who’s weakest.” All three guards growled. Her provocation

skills impressed me she knew exactly how to hit their egos.

“Bet Tubby there is definitely the most useless,” I glanced at Freya, then back at the guards. “That’s why he’s always last and doesn’t even get to hold the

keys.”

Freya nodded. “Totally agree. And Shorty here probably just does grunt work, which still puts him above Mr. Eats-a-Lot.”

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The guards’ growls echoed through our cell. I needed those keys now. Suddenly, my wolf released a challenging howl from deep within a direct provocation

the men somehow sensed too.

All three lunged at me simultaneously. I kicked the fat one toward Freya’s corner where she quickly wrapped her chains around his neck until he passed out.

I swung my freed hand in a punch, missing initially but managing to grab the keys from the short one’s belt, tossing them to Freya. Then I landed a solid hit to his face while tripping the tall guard who tried intercepting the keys.

Before the tall one could reach Freya, she’d already unlocked her ankle chains. The short guard regained his footing and took a fighting stance. I struck backward with my elbow, catching his nose and sending blood spraying across the walls.

Fighting sounds came from across the room, but I couldn’t look. Though bleeding the short guard didn’t falter, launching a series of clumsy attacks that I

managed to dodge.

Suddenly, a slender arm wrapped around his throat – Freya! With one precise movement, she twisted his head with a sickening crack, then coldly dropped his

body in front of me, her eyes wild.

The keys! We need to move!” I reminded her. Someone would surely sense these guards’ deaths soon.

She blinked, like coming out of a trance, then quickly grabbed the keys and unloed my remaining restraints.

‘Which way?” she asked, tension and excitement in her voice.

‘Honestly, no clue,” I admitted.

‘Seriously? We just killed three guys and you don’t have an escape plan?” She sted at me in disbelief.

“The witch just said the Moon Goddess would show us the way,” I explained. Fit time here for me too.”

As I finished speaking, a faint silver gleam flashed in the shadows to my right, le moonlight on water. My wolf immediately alerted me. Without thinking, I

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sprinted toward it, Freya close behind.

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This was clearly some underground prison system. Similar cells lined both sides of the corridor, years of dirt and mold covering the stone walls and floor.

After two corners, we reached a spiral stone staircase. At the top stood a rusted on door with light filtering through the cracks. Muffled conversations and food smells suggested some kind of mess hall or kitchen beyond.

‘Now what?” Freya whispered nervously. “If we stand here too long, they’ll find us

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The Lightning Wolf Chronicles

Chapter 147: He Doesn’t Deserve Any Offspring

Evelyn’s POV

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‘I don’t see any clear instructions yet, I said, scanning our surroundings. A faintight flickered at the end of a narrow passage beside the spiral staircase. “There. We need to cross without being seen and reach that passage.”

We exchanged a quick glance before sprinting forward. No time to look back on to run.

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We reached the passage entrance where a narrow iron door blocked our way. I pushed it open just enough to create a gap, ready to defend against any attack. The room beyond was dim, lit only by a few candles. If it was daytime outside, the sudden brightness might temporarily blind us during our escape.

Just as I was about to step forward, a hand shot out from the darkness, grabbing my arm. My Sentinel training kicked in, and I struck back instantly.

“Stop! It’s me!” Peter hissed, rubbing his chin where I’d hit him. I tried to push past him, but he blocked me. “Don’t step into that circle! It’s a witch’s trap. Those runes mask scents and hide tracks, but anyone who steps in gets trapped, becoming its power source.”

This matched what the mystery woman had told me

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take down as many enemies as possible to weaken Brandon’s magic. I nodded.

*Follow me, I’ll get you out,” Peter turned to lead us, but Freya grabbed my arm.

“Isn’t he one of them?” she whispered harshly. “Why are we trusting him?”

Honestly, I wasn’t entirely sure myself, but the witch had told me to trust my instincts, and something told me Peter had never really wanted to hurt me. Looking back, he’d always shown some kind of warning whenever Aria and I showed up at their gatherings.

“I’m choosing to trust him,” I said simply. “Let’s get the hell out first, we can figure out the rest later.”

Freya followed, but I could feel her tension, her eyes constantly searching for traps. I should’ve been just as cautious, but something drove me forward.

We passed through a round room covered in cobwebs and entered a passage so narrow we could barely walk side by side. The air reeked of decay and rodents – clearly unused for a long time. My wolf’s senses helped me navigate the darkness, but the stench made my stomach turn. From the changing scents and terrain, I could tell we were moving upward toward the surface. The passage grew steeper, forcing me to brace against the walls.

As we climbed higher, the air freshened.

Finally, we reached a hidden exit. Peter stopped abruptly, his arm shooting out to block us.

“Hold it, he whispered. ‘Patrol outside. We need to wait. They’ll find out you’re one soon, and Brandon’s prepared for your escape.

“God, he’s sick,” I shuddered. ‘He’s probably cursed by the Moon Goddess torturg all these girls and still no kids. Destined to fail forever.”

“Worked out for me,’ Freya said with a hint of pride. “I’ve had a contraceptive imant this whole time. That arrogant asshole never even thought to check.”

“Seriously?” Peter looked incredulous. He kept you for over a year, saw you neve got pregnant, and never had you checked?”

‘If he’s that stupid and still blames women for not cooperating, he doesn’t deser offspring. Peter shook his head, checking his watch. ‘Get ready in three minutes, run as fast as you can. Don’t stop, don’t look back.”

“What about you?’ I suddenly realized his situation. “If Brandon finds out you helped us, he’ll kill you.”

“I’m dead either way,” Peter gave a bitter smile. “Especially since Brandon though you had feelings for me. His paranoia s getting worse. Despite his Alpha King bloodline, no one would follow him without manipulation and dark magic. these women he’s forced, and still no heir- it’s destroyed his sanity. I

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