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Chapter Sixty-Three
Chimdi Jane Samuel*Ares and Seth are in for tonight 😂and I can't wait to see them play the games. Do you know the Shave the Balloon game? I'm excited to see their reactions. Sorry I couldn't post on Friday, don't worry there'll be another chapter or even two posted today so please stay tuned. Please drop a comment, let me know what you think of this chapter, also leave a review. It really helps, honestly, even if it's just one nice word. And vote too. See you soon, Jane♥️
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Ares. Seth and I sat just beside the girls, a few feet away but still able to see them as they faced the crowd. The crowd cheered as the host smiled at us and gave the girls a thumbs up before stepping to the small pew at the top of the stage to watch them. Alora bounced on her feet as she smiled at Isabel who nodded at her before she faced me. Her eyes filled with glee. I noticed a tiny glint of fear in them and I smirked before she turned away sharply. She was definitely going to lose at this. She was a slave and she was dumb. "Go!" The host yelled as the crowd cheered and started hitting the chairs in anticipation. Alora grabbed the first of the ten balloons from the rack, smearing it with a lot of shaving cream and I shook my head. She was already going to lose with that much shaving cream on the balloon because when it was time to shave it off, it would be too much and the ballin would break at the sharp blade scraping its surface. I turned to Isabel who was apply
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Five
Ares. Alora was happy was the biggest understatement of the evening. She was excited, joyful and every word you could use to describe someone Inna state of so much happiness. Her black hair bounced excitedly as the crowd cheered at the start of the game. And when I thought her violet eyes couldn't look any more beautiful. They captured everyone in the room, including my attention. They shone vibrantly in the hall under its bright lights. Her smile was so wide, spreading from one end of her cheek to the other as she clapped together with the crowd. I stood at the side of the stage, just watching her until the host spoke again, dragging my attention to her once more. The host was a younger woman like myself, she had very short black hair in a pixie cut and her brown eyes watched us in a silent agreement, hoping for our cooperation. Hell, yeah! Alora had already shown she was smarter than I thought, and she was already winning. I didn't want to look like a loser Alpha and I w
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Alora. I froze as soon as the lady asked Ares for my birthday. I had been expecting her to ask him but I knew Ares would know that. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I kinda looked forward to Ares kissing me. The last time, his lips had felt so soft on mine in his drunken haze and a part of me wanted to know what it would feel like to be kissed. Not the rough way that Jax did that showed that he owned me. But maybe softly and slowly? Ugh, snap out of Alora! "Oh, it seems Ares doesn't know this one." The lady said and I frowned, turning to Ares who had a confused look on his face. "Do you mean the date precisely?" He asked and she nodded, looking at the card where I had provided my answers. There was no way Ares was going to get it, if it was the exact date. He only knew I was born on a moonless night, that was all. As much as he got the other answers correctly, it was impossible for him to get this and that made me feel sad. "..5..4." I heard the cried count down
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Seven
Ares. I slammed the door to Alora's room angrily and a pang of guilt tore through me. Her teary violet eyes haunted me, and that fear that was almost gone was back making me feel like shit. However, it didn't stop the tiny prick of hurt that stung my heart at having realized that everything had been planned. It wasn't even what I had been expecting from Alora or Isabel. And I was shocked to think they would even do that. I could feel my anxiety building up with every moment Ezra breathed down my neck. His eyes watching me like a hawk and waiting for me to make a slight mistake. I didn't have time to go down to the theaters and play a couples game. I sighed, running my hand through my hair as I walked away from Alora's door, trying as much as possible to not look back. Fuck! I shouldn't have torn those concert tickets. It was no news for everyone at the estate that Alora had fallen in love with the famous musician known as Ed Sheeran. I had heard her listen to him with Raya
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Alora. I sat on the floor, pulling my knees closer to my chest as I played with the pieces of the tickets littered around me. I couldn't read its contents so I just stared blankly at the words on each piece, trying to place them in the correct order. Maybe in the morning, I could ask Lana to help me glue them together. A tear threatened to fall past my eyes but I blinked them back. I was so tired of crying that it seemed like the pain in my heart was always going to be there. So why cry about something that wouldn't ever change? It was frustrating to think that I was ever going to be happy for a full day. But the more I tasted a bit of what happiness felt like, the more I longed for it. The more I desperately wanted to chase after it. But my legs were already so tired of chasing something that managed to go further from my reach, and it was only a matter of time before I collapsed and gave up on this life itself. I growled in frustration, pushing the papers away as I l
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Nine
Alora. "Who did this?" I asked, looking up at Ares who stared at me silently. Watching me carefully. "My family." Ares responded, tearing his eyes away from me to look at his wrist. There was a deep scar that pierced through the other side of his wrist. That was a scar I had seen a lot of times on Ares. While the other ones were new. There was so much about Ares that I didn't know. He was powerful, but there seemed to be someone else beneath the facade. And I found myself curious about it. But as usual, Ares threw those walls back up, hitting my hand away from his chest before glaring at me. "You're going back to your room." He said, before he started down the hallway angrily, slamming his foot heavily on the cold hard floor. I didn't move, I couldn't move. Not after I had seen that. "Why aren't you healing?" I asked, confusion filled my face before I looked up to Ares who had stopped in his tracks. A dark aura surrounded him and I wanted to step back in fear. But I could
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The alpha's broken slave Chapter Seventy-One
Ares. I woke up with a start, breathing heavily from the nightmare I had. I rubbed my eyes, sitting up as I adjusted to the bright lights from the sun seeping through my windows and dark drapes. My eyes adjusted to the bright room and I sighed glancing briefly at my bedside clock. It was past six and I sighed, jumping out of bed as I walked into the bathroom. Staring at myself in the mirror, I had huge eye bags under my cold blue eyes and my face was pale with sweat covering my forehead, even my dark hair was wet. I sighed, running a hand through my hair tiredly as I looked down at my torso from the mirror. The blood stained bandage was still wrapped around my stomach. I had accidentally opened the wound last night and was too tired to change it. It wasn't like I could change it anyway. I made a mental note to visit the pack hospital today since I had banned Isabel from the house. A pang of guilt surged through me as I remembered Alora's tear filled eyes from last night. An
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