Roxanne's Point Of View “Relax, Theo, you're so impatient!” I didn't bother to see who just spoke up. All these men were up to no good. I could tell. Why do I find it strange that I'll rather be with Alpha Alejandro than be with those men? Maybe it was because I knew what he was capable of doing to me. But as for those men, I have no idea what they were capable of doing to me. And boy, I never want to know. “You can't blame me.” The Theo guy chuckled lightly. “She's one beautiful lad, even more beautiful than Jan described her to be.” My face heated up as I heard the man's words. Alpha Alejandro described me as beautiful before these Alphas? Didn't he say I was ugly and unattractive before he sent me to the dungeon? “My hands are itching badly to have her in my bed.” Alpha Theo chuckled. The sound of his chuckles sent shivers down my spine and I needed no soothsayer to tell me that if such a man lays his hands on me, that he'll make sure I never get to use my legs again. So
Roxanne's POV A bitter laugh tore from my throat. Why will I agree? As if there had been a choice. As if chains weren’t just as often made of threats as they were of steel. “I didn't agree to this. I never did.” I replied through gritted teeth. “In fact, I had no fucking choice.” “I'm so sorry.” He muttered under his breath, but I heard him clearly. “I'm really sorry for what you're going through….” Another bitter laugh tore from my throat. “Too bad sorry is just an ordinary word. It doesn't change anything.” I noticed the sadness dangling in the man's brown eyes, but I could only roll my eyes. I think the last thing I wanted right was someone's pity, especially from someone that lives in this house, especially someone who relates to that monster one way or the other. “I see you have something else to say, but can you please leave me the fuck alone?” I muttered under my breath, but loud enough for him to hear. “I don't want anyone meddling in my affairs right….” “Come on, l
Roxanne's POV I snorted as I heard Lucia's words. I don't care if he wants a mate or not. In fact, I don't think I want to be with someone like him, a beast who cares about no one but himself. In fact, I'd rather die than be with him. He should just go to hell. “Are you still with me?” Lucia's voice tore me away from my thoughts and I shifted my gaze to her face. “Yes, Lucia. I'm here.” I flashed her a forced smile. “And as for your words earlier, I don't care. I don't care to know why he doesn't want a mate. I don't even want to be with someone like him.” I spat with a tone of finality and a startled gasp escaped her lips. “Come on, Rosebud, don't say that.” She shushed me. “I bet you'll forgive him if you come to know the reason behind his….” “Don't make me repeat myself, Lucia. I don't care and that's final.” She exhaled sharply. “Let's go get you something to eat.” She said as she rose up from the bed and I nodded. I knew she did that in an effort to change the conversatio
Roxanne's POV I woke up to the soft glow of light streaming through the slightly opened curtains. The warmth and the softness of the bed was completely different from the cold, damp dungeon I had been in just hours ago. Who was I kidding? That cold and hard ground can never be compared to this bed in any way! My poor body still aches from the harshness of the dungeon ground and my mind was filled with nothing but the weight of everything that had happened to me just within a short period of time. First it was Ethan's rejection and now, it was Alpha Alejandro. I must be a cursed woman! I must have gone against the moon goddess in my past life to warrant all of these bad things that keep happening to me. I MUST BE CURSED! “Come on, Roxanne, don't say that. You are not cursed, neither have you gone against the moon goddess in any way!” Zoey chided me in a soft tone, but I shook my head. I can't be made to believe otherwise. I was cursed. If I wasn't, then bad things wouldn't be happ
Alejandro's POV I sat in my study, as I stared at the flickering flames in the fireplace. The weight of my decisions pressed heavily on my shoulders. The events of that night, two nights ago, replayed in my mind—Roxanne’s trembling hands, the way her eyes had filled with pain when I rejected her, and the bond that had sparked between us, only for me to sever it ruthlessly, coupled with the way I had discarded her just after taking pleasure from her body. I clenched my fists, my wolf growling within me. He was restless and agitated. "She is ours," he snarled, "Why did you fucking reject her, without asking me about it?" Just like the first time, I shut him out, refusing to entertain the thought. Roxanne was nothing more than a means to an end. She was here to bear my heir. She would bear my heir, and then she would be gone. The bond didn’t matter. It couldn’t matter. My wolf had forced me into going to see her in the dungeon some minutes ago, and I went even though it was dar
Roxanne's POVMy body ached, my heart shattered and my wolf, Zoey, whimpered softly within me, as she mourned the rejection that had torn through our bond. I can't tell how long I've been here, but I know that it's been more than two days. I slumped against the rough stone wall, my legs giving out beneath me. The floor was cold and hard, but I barely noticed the discomfort. My mind was filled with different emotions…. anger, humiliation and a deep sadness that was threatening to consume me. "How could this happen?" I whispered to myself, my voice trembling. "How could he reject me like that? I haven't even done anything to deserve it” Zoey stirred within me. "He doesn’t deserve us," she growled, her voice laced with pain and defiance. "We are strong, Roxanne. Stronger than he thinks. We will survive this." I wanted to believe her, but the weight of Alpha Alejandro's rejection pressed down on me like a heavy blanket. He had taken everything from me—my dignity, my freedom, and no