Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 192: The Prisoners

Chapter 192: The Prisoners

Rosina watched Sal’s cell to see if she had a cellmate and saw a man sleeping in the corner. She furrowed her eyebrow and opened the lock to check who did it to Sal, her spy.

Rosina placed her hand on Sal’s forehead to look into her memories and saw how she was dragged into the cell, and the man with Sal had sexually assaulted her.

"What the—"Rosina exclaimed and glared at the man. She was shocked at how the prisoner had the guts to do that in public. She looked at the nearby cells, which didn’t care and watched it all happen.

"Ah, this is making me angry," Rosina sighed deeply. She closed her eyes and tried calming down herself. Even though Sal was an undead and Rosina hated her guts, she didn’t like her toy being taken advantage of by a dirty old man.

Rosina walked to the old man and was about to kick him when the wolf beside her cell gestured for her to stop.

A dirty female wolf, around the age of 25, waved at Rosina and crossed her arms to show that Rosina must stop what she was about to do.

In curiosity. Rosina stepped back lightly in order not to show that she wouldn’t do anything.

The female prisoner sighed in relief while grasping her chest. She looked at Rosina and to the open cell behind her.

"You have escaped?" the she-wolf exclaimed in shock and hurriedly covered her mouth to stop the noise from escaping, but it was too late.

The man inside Sal’s cell woke up in annoyance.

"What the heck are you making a noise, b^tch!" the man spat in anger and swiftly grabbed the woman’s hair. He began pulling her hair and punched her head with great force.

Rosina watched it all happen right in front of her eyes. She was surprised and disgusted at the same time. That made her conclude that the man was abusive to the other wolves inside the nearby cells.

’But why are the wolves afraid of him. It’s not like he can kill them when he’s also a prisoner,’ Rosina thought and continued watching since the man still didn’t recognize her presence.

After a few minutes, the man finished beating the female prisoner and returned to his spot when his eyes saw Rosina standing there with an amused facial expression.

"How are you?" Rosina stated with a smile and waved at the man. "What did you do to this woman?" she asked and crossed her arms together.

The man looked at Rosina with a raised eyebrow before rolling his eyes. He grumbled something under his breath before ignoring her.

Rosina’s eyes twitched. What the man stated didn’t pass her sensitive hearing.

"What did you say? I’m a b^tch?" Rosina crossed her arms with a smirk. Her amusement increased upon heating the man’s words.

"Yes, you are. Now, get that other b^tch and leave me alone," the man stated and gestured for Rosina to get away from him while he lay comfortably on the old mattress he had inside.

"Oh really," Rosina smirked and put her hands on her waist. She became curious about the man’s identity. "Tell me, who are you?" she asked and watched the man’s body tense upon her question.

That time, Rosina had gotten the man’s attention. He sat up and stared at Rosina.

"You’re only a servant, yet, you dare question my name," the man stated with a scoff. He gave off an arrogant aura that Rosina didn’t like.

"And I see you more than nothing but a prisoner trapped in this hell hole with no chance of escape," Rosina replied in a high-pitched irritating tone. She watched as the man stood up in anger.

"Remember my name, b^tch! I am Luron Violante! A Prince!" he stated with pride and put his palm into his chest as he made himself look more prominent.

Rosina’s eyes widened in surprise that the man was actually a Prince. She had never met other Princes or Princesses inside the Palace, which made her wonder where they went.

"A Prince! In this dungeon?" Rosina asked and saw Luron nod his head. He was waiting for him to bow down in submission since he had a higher title than Rosina.

"Then, what does Prince Luron do to make him end up in this sh^tty place?" Rosina pouted with a mocking look. She looked at Luron’s appearance and noticed his expensive but tattered garment.

Luron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He turned his back and sighed deeply. "Just get out!" he shouted and sat on the corner.

Rosina raised an eyebrow. Her eyes glanced at Sal, still lying unconscious on the floor. Even though she understood that Luron had his own traumatic experiences, she didn’t want to turn a blind eye to what he had done.

Rosina grabbed Sal’s arm and pulled it from her shoulder. Her arm was removed easily without any problem. There was no blood but dried muscles.

"Here’s for the sh^t you have done with Sal," Rosina exclaimed and smacked Luron’s head with Sal’s arm as hard as she could. The impact made Luron’s body fly against the silver bars and caused him to be unconscious. He was already weak from the lack of sunlight and exercise and was quickly knocked out.

"That’s what you get from being an @ss," Rosina spat and threw Sal’s hand on the ground. She went grabbed an orb from her pocket and broke it.

A thick cloud of smoke surrounded her and spread throughout the whole dungeon. The prisoners started screaming in a panic since it was unusual for them, especially with the darkness.

Rosina took the opportunity to take Sal’s body away, locking her to another orb. She summoned a group of undead wolves to break the cell doors.

The creepy growls and snarls echoed in the place. The prisoners kept themselves on edge for safety while some who had been in the dungeon for long didn’t give a f^ck.

The undead wolves used their sharp claws to cut the silver bars; since they were already dead, the silver didn’t affect them.

It only took 60 seconds before every cell was destroyed.

Rosina opened a portal for the undead wolves to vanish before the clouds of smoke disappeared. Rosina stood and watched the prisoners shocked faces as they saw that they could escape.

"Hmm, now, what’s left?" Rosina whispered and went to the door that led outside the Palace. She used her finger to unlock the lock and went out of the dungeon.

Rosina removed her servant clothes and wore her black robe. To her surprise, no wolves were guarding the place. It was deserted, and even the torches were unlit.

"They are very confident that the prisoners can’t escape this place. Well, I don’t mind it," Rosina whispered with a shrug. She looked back and saw the prisoners slowly creep out of the cells one by one.

"Don’t worry. You’re all allowed to leave. If they ask who did this. Tell them that it’s Princess Rosina," Rosina shouted, and her voice echoed in the dungeon. She went ahead and made sure that the place was out of guards.

Rosina didn’t care if the prisoners would be captured again since their lives were not her responsibility. She wanted them to spread her name and give stress to the Palace. It would make the Monarchs shift their attention from managing the other packs.

"A prisoner!" a guard shouted when they arrived at the place. They drew their silver swords, but Rosina quickly killed them with her claws.

Rosina hastily took their bodies in an orb as she continued running and killing every guard she saw while the other prisoners were slowly getting out, running with their lives and freedom on the line.

"Ah, this is fine now," Rosina stated before standing on the side and watching the prisoners run in the hallway. They spared a glance at her but didn’t pay much attention.

The servants that were unlucky at that place screamed in fear. It draws the attention of the other nearby servants that the prisoners couldn’t help but kill them.

"Ah, fresh blood. How nice," Rosina muttered with a smile as she took a big whiff of the air. She watched the chaos befall around her as some prisoners jumped down the Palace windows for easy access.

Screams and blood were everywhere as the knights started to round up together in an attempt to capture and kill the prisoners, but since it was unexpected and the lack of manpower in Sabrecrown led the knights on the losing end.

"It always amuses me how the Sabrecrown always lose even though they are supposed to be the main powerhouse of the Werewolf realm," Rosina leaned on the window and chuckled at the battle happening below her.

"Ah, well, what should I do now?" Rosina asked herself with a bored look. She needed to get away as well.