Page 113 of Unhinged Alphas

How fucking dare they call her that.

Muscles tense.

But I stay still.

Stay calm.

Survive.

For her.

Chains tug.

World tilts.

Tossed into darkness.

Metal floor. Cold. Hard.

Engine rumbles.

Fans roar.

Moving.

Heading to hell.

But Ivy will be there.

And I will save her.

Nothing else matters.

Chapter

Twenty-Four

IVY

Icome to with a jolt, my head pounding. It feels like it's only been a few seconds, but the rumble of engines and fans and the sensation of movement tell me I'm in one of the hovercrafts. When I try to move, I realize my hands and feet are bound with metal cuffs.

Fuck.

I force my eyes all the way open, blinking against the harsh fluorescent lights. I'm in the back of a transport, surrounded by grim-faced Vrissian soldiers. Their white uniforms are splattered with blood. Some of it their own, some of it... not.

My stomach churns as memories come flooding back.

The train.

The drones.

Wraith.

"Where is he?" I croak out, my throat raw. "What did you do to him?"

One of the soldiers turns to look at me, his lips curling into a sneer. "You'll find out soon enough, omega."

The casual dismissal in his tone makes my blood boil. I bare my teeth at him, wishing I could rip his fucking throat out. "I asked you a question, asshole."