The Alpha's Surprised Mate (Book #1 of Silver Moon Series) novel Chapter 144

One-Hundred Forty-Three: Captives

Damian

The three of us are still being held by the Silver Moon pack. I have no idea how long we have been down here in these cells. I have to admit that the cells are nice. They moved us to better cells. The alpha, beta, and gamma have been down here to talk to us several times. Chris comes to talk a fair amount as well. I have only seen Mykenzie and Kylani once. I am still not sure if that is a good thing or not. I really expected to see them more.

“You think they will ever come to talk to us again?” Ian asks.

“I don’t know. That knowledge actually worried me more than anything.” I answer.

They didn’t take our bears away. Which I am thankful for. We are now able to walk freely around in our cells. They took the chains off a while ago. It was a shock when they told us they had turned everything over to Mykenzie and Kylani. No wonder everything we did was not working.

“Do you think Asmoday knows who is really in charge?” Marshall asks.

“I can guarantee you that he has no idea,” I tell him.

Which makes me laugh. I wonder if he would continue with his little plan if he knew the truth. I know that if he knew, he would be reassessing his plan. There is no way his current plan will work. No, with who he is up against. I turn around as I hear footsteps coming towards our cells.

I watch as two omega’s walk up and slide out food underneath towards us. They turn around and leave quickly. I have no doubt that they are scared of us. I have thought that maybe we should turn on Asmoday. I am still pissed at him. When they found me, I had been poisoned by him. That bastard, after all the years I stood by him. All three of us have been more than loyal to him and his fucking black market bullshit. Hell, we have even helped capture some of the creatures that his other people couldn’t. I didn’t feel good about it, but he offered a very generous amount of money for our help. I walk over and pick up the plate with the food on it. I have to admit that whoever the cook is in this pack is damn good. They also have an amazing baker.

“Damn this food is good.” Ian comments.

“Yeah, it is. Their cook is fantastic.” Marshall adds.

“When was the last time anyone came down and talked to us,” I ask.

“It’s been a couple of days. That’s weird, I wonder what is going on.” Ian says.

That is strange. Someone usually comes down every day if not every other day. It has been three or four days. Something must be going on.