Alpha Killian

Chapter Twenty One

I stared at the stone wall of the cell. Now numb to the cold floor and everything around me. And I just stared ahead, not blinking, just empty. 

I had been put in an isolated cell, separated from every rogue or other prisoner. And I was fine with it. They couldn't do anything to me - they knew the consequences if he were to find out - but a major part of wished they would. I refused to eat, or drink for that matter. To be honest I hadn't moved from my spot since they brought me here.

I don't quite remember how we escaped, or when we arrived back home. Whether he let us escape or we somehow broke out, all I knew was if he did let us go - it was for his own benefit. 

And...I hadn't seen him since we got here either. I was worried out of my mind, of course, my wolf and I itched to see him, to check up on him - I could if I wanted to. But I didn't. 

I didn't want to see the damage that, I - the one who was supposed to care for him the most, help him when he needed it, to guide him when he was lost, and lift him up when he was down - had done to him, my mate. And, no matter how much I denied it (it was inevitable), my love, my lucida. 

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"How long?" I asked before they had even reached my enclosure. Their steps faltered before approaching. Keeping my gaze trained on the same spot they had been - for weeks I might add - I listened intently. 

"He, uh.." The soldier hesitated. "He's awake."

My head snapped slightly to the left, "For how long?" I grit out, barely keeping Mia under control. 

The warrior shuffled their feet before whispering. "A week." 

I flipped around, facing the uneasy dame. I calmed myself before speaking again. 

"How is he?" I murmured softly, peering up at her from the ground. She relaxed slightly and crouched down. 

"He's doing fine, healing well from what Kane says." She whispered kindly, knowing the pain of having an injured partner.

I visibly unwound, crossing my legs in front of me. He was doing better and that's all that mattered, I smiled slightly before realization dawned on me. 

This wasn't over. I had no idea who I was, what I was, and most importantly, Mario's life would come to an end if it was the last thing I did.

But first I would scuff out as much information I could find. And I would tear him down, piece by piece until he was nothing, a no one, then I would have my way with him.

That's what kept me going. The promise of vengeance and the inevitable end that would come for him. I just needed a plan.

So that's what I did. Long after the warrior had left I got to work. Scrawling unintelligible messages and scripts on the back wall of the cell. 

When I was done, every wall I could reach was covered in illegible phrases and plans, sketches and diagrams. My hands dusted in white chalk, I looked around me. Content with my work, I felt a deadly smirk slither itself onto my features. 

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Killian's POV 

"I need to see her." I grit out for the last time. I had been arguing with Kane for the past week about the same thing without getting anywhere. He was my closest friend, almost like a brother to me, but he was starting to become a nuisance.

"She's not stable!" He argued back. He sighed, leaning his forehead against one of the white walls of the infirmary. "I get it, Killian, I know that's all that matters to you right now. But I can't let you see her." Closing his eyes he waited calmly for my outburst. 

But it didn't come. A knock on the door interrupted my train of thought.

"Come in."

Diana opened the door, peeping her head in before stepping in fully.

"I couldn't help but hear your conversation through the door." She grinned. "I just wanted to say-"

"Here we go again." Kane groaned. The dame rolled her eyes before continuing.

"As I was saying, " She glared playfully at him. "I couldn't help but overhear, and I think you should let him see her-" 

"WHAT?" Kane growled. Sending her a 'you're supposed to be on my side' look.

"Stop interrupting me!" She growled back. "I checked on her yesterday and she seemed to be doing well, just stressed and worried."

"A stressed wolf is a dangerous wolf," Kane muttered under his breath. I glared at him, he did the same.

"But, " Diana glanced between the two of us. "I think it would be best for both of them if they see each other. She hasn't really done much of, well, anything since we came back."

Kane gave one last sigh. "Alright." He huffed.

I hopped off the small mattress and followed them out of the room. 

I slowed down as I recognized the direction we were heading. 

"Why is she locked up?" I growled lowly. Kane just glanced back at me before continuing forward.

Upon entering the dungeon I noticed she was nowhere to be found. But they didn't stop, simply walking passed all the cells. He lead us to a door, unlocking it with his keyboard before pushing it open.

This was the solitary section of the prison, why was she here? I thought.

We followed the hallway, passed all the rooms and to another door. I didn't even know this place existed! 

He unlocked another door and pushed it open before backing up to let me pass.

What was on the other side shocked me. The first thing I noticed was her, sitting cross-legged in the center of the cell. But that's not what alarmed me.

It was the indistinct scribbles that filled the cell, diagrams and labeled illustrations filled the walls. She stood up, backing away from us and into a chalk cover wall. 

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I know it's not the best. I tried but I can't seem to focus on anything lately. Anyways I hope it was tolerable at least.

Till next time,

Phoenix