The Dark Side Of Fate

Chapter 349

Chapter 349

Somewhere Away From Home

~Sophia~

The sun and moon became a precious luxury, as I only caught fleeting glimpses of the moon and felt the warm rays of the sun through a tiny window in the room where we were being held captive.

In this confined space, my mother and I lived in fear, desperately holding onto hope for a miracle. Since the video my father had recorded, showcasing our plight, I hadn’t seen him again.

My mother worried that something terrible had befallen him, but deep down, I couldn’t believe it. Somehow, I had an inexplicable sense that as long as he was alive, they would keep us alive as well.

I had lost track of time, but it was evident that several weeks had flown by quickly. The phone I used to communicate with Liam had died, and I had no means to charge it, leaving me anxious about what might be happening on his end. Was he still searching for me, or had he given up and moved on?

The way the people around us handled our captivity gave me a strong inkling that Liam had indeed used his influence. It seemed evident that he had pulled some strings, and our captors had ensured we had no freedom as a result. The recent tightening of security further supported my suspicion that the search for us had intensified.

My mother believed that efforts to locate my father had also intensified, but I couldn’t share her confidence. I knew Liam well enough to understand that he never made empty promises, so I had no doubt that he was diligently working to find us and save us.

I regretted not attending Liam’s graduation that night. Perhaps he could have found a way to help me escape this nightmare. But how could I have known?

My father had insisted that I skip the party, and now I couldn’t help but wonder if he had orchestrated this situation intentionally rather than it being a mere coincidence. The thought of him intentionally risking our lives was infuriating, and I felt anger towards him and even my mother for failing to see his errors.

my frustration. I understood support, but her blindness to his actions was unhealthy for both

the sound of the lock turning on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to face the door, and my mother sat up on her single bed, her face filled with paranoia. I chose to ignore it; being paranoid wouldn’t solve anything right now. The truth was, we were in a dire situation, and our lives were no longer in our control. These people held all the power,

man carrying two trays of food. As the Alpha nodded,

the food forcefully pulled me up and slapped me hard across the face, causing me to fall back down. My mother gasped in shock, as she always did, but I remained silent, showing no

was about to pull me up and strike me once more, but the Alpha intervened, halting his

show me any respect,” the Alpha said aloud, accurately pinpointing my stance. He was right; I would rather endure any consequence than bow to the douchebag. Whatever his issues were with my father, it didn’t

approached me and forcefully made me stand up,

search for answers in my eyes. However, I remained steadfast and refused to respond. I had made it a point to never speak to him or answer any of his questions. Seeing how my actions frustrated him brought me some satisfaction, and I intended to keep frustrating him until I was either freed

he had never reciprocated those feelings. He never asked me out or professed any romantic affection towards me.

released his grip on me

someone had told me that capturing you would lure the brat right into my trap, I would have dismissed it as a lie. But let’s see what unfolds. If your presence doesn’t bring him to us, then we’ll have no choice but to dispose of you, your mother, and your father,” he taunted, his laughter echoing through the room. I frowned, trying to

significance of Alpha Thompson’s death or how it tied into our captivity. It seemed I would remain

as he turned around and exited the room. He didn’t even give me a chance to respond, likely assuming my reply already. But he was right; I had

me as much as they wanted, but my lips remained sealed, resolute in protecting Liam from whatever tangled web my father had

began to

need to stop provoking him, Sophie; you really do,” she

my friends call me Sophie,” I retorted, making it clear that

asked, and I couldn’t believe she would ask such

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