21. Explosions and Escape
Protect Me Alpha King
âIs that true, River? You healed the rogue?â the twins asked at the same time. âDid the alpha king know about this? You should tell him, River. You will be a great asset to the alpha king. You will gain his favor!â they said, their eyes twinkling.
My eyes darted from side to side. Anything but not their questioning gaze.
I hated lying straight at their faces. It made me feel sick, but what could I do? I had to protect myself.
Damn that rogue! I knew it. He was never the type who would keep a secret.
I gave them a small smile. âI am not. I do not have that ability.â
âAll good. Thereâs nothing to treat now. The wounds healed cleanly. I thought you said this person is dying?â the doctor who examined the rogue announced.
The guard looked at the rogue confused. âI was definitely right. I saw it with my own eyes.â
âHis wolf helped him. Thatâs the only possible explanation right now.â
âButâ¦â
The doctor packed his bag and went to the other cell. The guard who was guarding him told me he would be back. I waved at him. And I was left with the twins.
I chuckled nervously when the twins were still expecting me to give them the answer they wanted to hear.
âDid the rogue tell me that it was me? He did not mention any names, right?â
Their face fell. âNo. But it was none other than you, River. Tell us. You donât have to keep it a secret.â
Too bad. I have to keep it a secret. I will find another way to gain the alpha kingâs favor.
The rogue whistled, amused at our exchanges.
I glared at him, sightly faced him, and mouthed, âFuck you.â
Then, I smiled at the twins, opened my mouth, and before I could say anything, the rogue said, âIt wasnât her. Sheâs weak and does not even have a wolf.â
How did he know I did not have any wolf with me? How strong was he to know something about that?
Only my packmates knew about that.
The twins' expressions softened. âYou donât have a wolf?â
I nodded, making my expression sad.
âAw. Thatâs the most tragic thing that could happen to us werewolves. Thatâs okay, River. Perhaps, your wolf will come out when she is ready enough to face the world.â
She wonât, I wanted to say but stopped myself. Instead, I beamed at them as if there was nothing wrong.
I had been calling my wolf since I was young. I called her when I realized I was a werewolf. But no one responded to my call. Not even now. That made me believe I had nothing except for my healing abilities, and I wanted to keep them to myself.
I sniffed, trying to act heartbroken in front of them.
The rogue cocked his eyebrows, unmoved by my crocodile tears. He was starting to get on my nerves.
It was his fault that I was suddenly interrogated by the twins.
âPerhaps the reason why my wolf is absent is that she did not want to suffer hardships as I experienced right now. I cannot blame her,â I said, and sniffed.
Moved by my acting, the twins consoled me, saying nothing but sweet things.
âEverything will be alright.â
-----------------------
The rest of the days passed. And before I knew it, it had already been three days since I was imprisoned in the dungeon. The alpha king did not visit me anymore. Or perhaps I was only wrong that it was me whom he visited.
The twins had been visiting frequently, with an alibi that they would just clean the dungeon and would bring me food and share it with the rogue.
Surprisingly, he was becoming more silent each day. He was always deep in thought, sometimes trying to talk to me for a minute and back with his silence. I let him be and focused on my reflection.
The place was getting better. As well as the smell. Earlier, the guards had bathed the prisoners inside their cell and there was a fresh set of clothes given to them. The servants would wash their clothes and after drying them, return them to the owners.
Despite the small comfort of the dungeon, I was still on edge.
I keep pacing back and forth, waiting for any announcement that the alpha king would now allow me to return to his side.
However, I did not receive any of that.
My hope was getting smaller.
âIt is time. It has been ten days,â the rogue mumbled to himself.
I threw him a look.
His pallor was getting better. He was no longer the sickly dude I knew back then. Fats started to come back on his body. If he eats more, then his normal body will return.
I stood and went closer to him. He sat on the ground, his hands resting on one of his knees. His expression turned into stone.
As odd as it sounded, his presence inside was starting to comfort me despite having less than a thousand words of conversation each day.
Sensing I was looking at him, he met my gaze and smirked.
âWhat do you mean?â
âI will escape.â
He had been saying it but it was still unbelievable. âYou will? How?â
âYou will see. They will be here in a minute.â
My eyes became round. âWill you really escape?â I asked in disbelief. âBut the guards...â
âStill thinking about that? River, you worry too much for someone whom you don't even know.â
I lifted an eyebrow. It was a strange feeling that he knew my name, yet I did not know him.
âCan you blame me? I just saved you from death and here you are wanting to get killed. If I have known about thatââ
âI wonât. I will not die,â the rogue said, cutting off my words. âAs I said, I will kill Black Heart first before I am allowed to die.â
My expression hardened.
âIf you die, die on your own.â
I turned my back to him.
There will be another bloodbath and I could not do anything to stop it.
âI will tell my men not to do anything to you.â
âWill that suppose to console me? Others might say I aided you in your escape.â If it will reach the alpha king, my goal would become elusive.
âYou did. Indirectly, River.â
I pressed my lips together. âI never did that. I never help you plan your escape.â
âYou did,â he insisted. âBy healing me. Right when you entered this cell, I should be dead by that time. I saw the Angel of Death at that moment, River. I thought I would be gone, but you snatched me away from him.â
My nose crinkled. He had a point.
âI had no control over your decisions, so donât ever dare put the blame on me.â
âAt one point or another, you will be blamed, River for what I will do. For that, I would like to offer my apologies.â
A rogue asking for an apology?
My eyes squinted. âAre you really a rogue?â
He gave me a boyish smile. âWhy? Am I becoming sickly good? That you fell in love with me? I may look like someone who hasn't washed for a year, but I assure you, I am a handsome young man.â
I acted to puke. âHandsome your ass.â
He chuckled and his face turned serious. âI am grateful for knowing you, River. If you are not only serving Black Heart, I will bring you to our hideout. I will give you anything you want.â
âDo that to your mate. Not me.â
His mouth was set in a hard line. âMate? I donât want her to enter my life. She will only suffer on my side. It would be better if we donât see each other. She deserved someone else better than me.â
âThen make yourself worthy for her. Seeing your mate and being with her is the best thing that could happen.â
I prayed and waited for my mate only to be rejected.
The rogue looked at the ceiling. âYou romanticize things too much. It only happens in fantasy, River. If her life will only become difficult and she will suffer on my side, itâs better if I will not see her. How about you?â
âWhat? Are we friends now? Why are you suddenly acting friendly all of a sudden? Well, I don't one to go with you, rogue, and I will not help you with your plan. You can die on your own.â
He threw back his head and laughed. âWe are nothing but enemies. However, we are in a truce right now since weâre both held against our will.â
I sighed in exasperation. âFor someone who is imprisoned, youâre quite happy. Lucky you for being positive in life.â
He gave a half-shrugged. âThis is the day of celebration. The time of my escape.â
âGood luck with that.â
The tiredness crawled all over my body, making my shoulder slump.
My hands were itching to get out of this place and inhale a set of fresh air.
Silence passed between us. The only thing I heard was the soft snores from the other cell and our soft intake of breath.
The rogue suddenly loomed closer to me.
I raised my eyebrows. âWhat are you doing?â
âCan you hear that?â he asked, instead.
My eyes bored into him. âWhat? I do not hear anything. Maybe your ears are only playing tricks on you,â I offered an explanation.
The rogueâs eyes glowed. âYou did not hear that, did you?â
ââStop beating around the bush and tell me what youâre trying to say.â
His eyes lit up. âThe bombs! They are infiltrating this place! Finally! My brothers have come to rescue me.â He laughed as if he was crazy. He looked at me. âI told you I will get out of this forsaken place.â
The smell of death was suddenly hovering in this place. The stench of blood became stronger in my nostrils. Oh, Moon Goddess. A couple of minutes from now, blood will water this place.
A shiver ran down my spine.
I no longer wanted to see blood.
The other prisoners were suddenly up, curious at what was happening outside.
The prison guards were up on their feet barking some orders. I sensed their panic. If there will be explosions inside the dungeon, they will have a hard time controlling the prisoners.
My heart hammered against my chest.
One time we were just waiting and the next thing I knew, something exploded right where we were standing. I instantly went on the floor, covering my nose using my hands. Shouts followed. The iron bars rattled. Someone opened the locks. Someone held my hand and grabbed me, but I turned it away.
âLeave, River! This is your chance!â
It was the rogue.
âI wonât! Leave me alone!â
âThey will kill you! Everything is in chaos! I no longer hold on to my comrades. They might hurt you!â
I shook my head a couple of times, but the rogue was determined not to leave me. Before I knew it, he scooped me in his arms and put me on his broad shoulders upside down as if I was a sack of potatoes.
âLet me go!â I said while pounding his chest. âDamn you! I said I will stay in the palace! You cannot force me against my will!â
âFuck! Stay still, will you, or I will drop you and let you get killed.â
I couldnât look at my surroundings. The position I was in now made it difficult. All I saw was the rogueâs bottom.
âWhere are you taking me?â I said, glaring at his bottom as if it was his face.
âI will take you somewhere safe.â
I stilled.
âWhy?â
âBecause I have a feeling we will see each other again.â
âItâs not enough to make you do this. Your comrades will doubt you for siding with an enemy.â
âI wonât say you are the enemy but my savior. Now, shut that pretty mouth of yours and let me concentrate. Damn. The smoke is getting thicker.â
I shrieked when another bomb exploded.
The rogue muttered endless curses.
My head spun and the only thing I could do was clung to this man and closed my eyes. The shouts continued followed by moans of pain. Something bumped us. It hit my shoulder but continued closing my eyes.
The rogue sprinted. Funny how I let someone save me.
We were like that until it became quieter. I opened my eyes and saw we were out of the dungeon.
Gently, the rogue put me down on my feet.
Dirt and coat smudge his face. He was taller than I could imagine. I only reached his bare shoulders. I was right. He looked younger.
âThis is the farthest place I could bring you. Youâre on your own now, River.â
He turned his back to me.
My mouth opened and closed, wanting to call him, but decided to keep it shut in the end. He was an enemy of the alpha king and if I wanted to gain his favor, I should also do the same.
âOh. By the way, before I could forget. I heard you call him His Highness,â he started.
I folded my arms in front of my chest, trying to act brave when I was trembling.
âWhat?â
âIf you are addressing Black Heart, you should call him Your Majesty since he is the king. Call him His Highness if he is a prince. You should know that because you are his servant. Adios,â he said and shapeshifted into his wolf and sprinted back towards the dungeon.
Of all the things to say?
âCome back!â I called him. "Tell me your name!"
âWho are you calling, River?â
I held my breath and spun and came face to face with the alpha king.