Owned By The Alpha Brothers

Ciara.

I tossed and turned in bed, as I waited till it was time for the guards guarding the dungeons to have dinner. Already, I had approached Joan for some sleeping pills after lying to her that I had been unable to sleep the previous night and my body needed rest.

Thankfully, after what happened last night, there was no family dinner tonight. According to Blake, they rarely had one and the one that they had last night had just been to officially welcome me into the palace.

I crawled out of the sheets and opened the door slowly, then peeked out, and I only stepped out of my room when I was sure that no one was coming anytime soon.

So far, my plan was going well, not until the lights went off, and in the darkness, I bumped into a sturdy, firm surface. "Ouch."

The lights came on again, and I discovered the firm surface had been Blake's chest. He winked at me and I hiccuped, as I slowly lifted my head from his chest even though I secretly wished to remain that way for at least, five more minutes. "Where are you off to?" he asked.

I cleared my throat. "Um... I just wanted to take a stroll," I lied.

He eyed me suspiciously. "And why are you wearing a servant's uniform?" he asked.

Uh-oh. I had completely forgotten to cover the uniform I had stolen from the hangar outside with an evening coat. "I... er- I just wanted to walk freely without anyone bothering me with 'Lady Ciara' and being unnecessarily formal with me," I said, surprised at how effortlessly the lies were coming out of my mouth.

"I see. Well, can I accompany you? You've been by yourself all day, and when I came earlier, Joan said you were having a shower," Blake said.

"A lot has just been on my mind..."

"Then, let me take your burden away," he said, taking two steps forward while staring deeply into my eyes.

I could feel my heart literally sink and I hiccuped once again. I diverted my gaze away from him, so I wouldn't give in to temptation. "I do enjoy spending time with you, Prince Blake, but I would love to be alone today." He retreated, with a light bow. "Pardon my manners, then. I'll take my leave. Do enjoy your stroll, but be sure not to wander off and get lost. The palace is quite large," he said.

"That is an understatement. However, with the awesome tour you gave me yesterday, I am sure I won't get lost. Thank you," I said, and after giving him a small bow, I walked away and headed straight for the Royal kitchen. "Good day. I was sent to get the food for the guards," I explained.

"Oh. I don't recall seeing you here before," the Chef stated, looking me all over.

"I was just newly assigned to work in the kitchen," I told her.

"Okay," she said, then gave me the trays of food for the guards without any hesitation or further questions.

I had already told the girl who was to get it that I had been made to go in her place, and after successfully mixing the sleeping pills that I had ground into the food, I headed over to the dungeon with my head bowed low. "Greetings," I said, then served the guards their dinner.

I waited outside for some time until I heard the sound of their snores invade the entire atmosphere. A smile found its way to my lips and I hurriedly went back inside and stole a bunch of keys from one of the guards, after which I ran to Liam's dungeon cell.

He was already standing at the gates, and his face lit up once he saw me make my way to him.

"Hurry up," he said, as I fumbled with the keys, unsure of which of them would fit into the lock.

After numerous attempts to get the right key, I finally succeeded and the gates came unlocked. Liam pushed the gates further and stretched out with a huge grin on his face.

"Ah...! Freedom!" he said, flexing his knuckles, with the grin on his face getting wider with each second that passed.

"How long are you going to be away? Remember you have to get back before anyone discovers you're gone," I said, in a hushed voice.

He scoffed. "Why would I want to willingly be thrown back into captivity when I have just regained the taste of freedom? Do I look that stupid to you?" "But you said "

"Fuck what I said!" he thundered, shooting a stern glance in my direction.

I shuddered. "Do you not mind that I'll be in deep trouble if it is discovered that I helped you escape? What are you going to do when they come and discover the dungeon is empty?"

He smirked. "Oh, they won't find the dungeon empty. Someone will be in it. It just won't be me," he said, and before I could grasp a hold of the situation, he pushed me into the cell and locked the gate, taking the keys and throwing them into his pocket.

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"You can't do this to me, I helped you!" I yelled, standing up furiously and grabbing the gates with both of my hands.

"You brought this upon yourself when you tried to look down on me and bring me food like I ever begged you for it," he barked.

"You're being ridiculous! I wasn't looking down on you. I would never!" I screamed.

"Well, tell that to my father when he arraigns you for committing treason," he said, and with that, he laughed boisterously and took his leave.

"Liam! Prince Liam!" I yelled, all to no avail.

"Oh, someone tell that nasty girl to keep her mouth shut," I heard a prisoner in another cell say.

"Let her keep it up and I'll soon show her why I ended up here in the first place," another one replied.

Fear gripped me and I instantly shut my mouth, then sank to the floor with tears blurring my vision. All I had wanted was to do good and it had landed me in a place of misery.

My heart ached and I didn't know what to think. What would become of me if I were to be chased out for defying the Alpha's orders? Why had I been so dumb as to trust a scumbag like Liam in the first place?

I ran my fingers through my hair, unable to think of a way out. My life was one hell of a never-ending horror story, and I was the main character who suffered the horrifying moments the most, but somehow believed there was a way out. We all know how a story like that ended; it never ended well.