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  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 44: Having fun?

    My hands move to Damien's arms, lathering up his shoulder and working the suds into his skin. They trail down over his arms, and as I work the soap in, I can see how tense and strained his muscles are.The biceps that once pinned me down so easily now twitch each time I apply the slightest pressure in pressing them."Sabrina..." Damien's voice is rough, a warning laced with something else."You asked for help bathing," I say, my voice steady despite the heat building between us.I turn and kneel in front of his chair, water pounding against my back as I start with his chest. My soapy hands glide over the hard planes of muscle, my fingers tracing the ridges of scars from old battles and the new ones I noticed when I came in. My tongue still itches to ask about them, but I don't.Once I'm done with his chest, I know the next place to go would be lower, but the thought makes a tight feeling course through the lower part of my body.I stand instead and put some more body wash into my hands

  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 43: Vulnerable.

    The lock clicks open again, and this time, Damien wheels into my room.His presence isn't something I expect, and it pulls me from the haze of want Lucien left in me. I straighten my dress and wipe my lips as if I could erase that kiss, but I can't, and I catch myself in the middle of my actions.I shouldn't be nervous.I shouldn't be fidgety like this, but it's like his mere presence elicits the reaction in me.The door closes behind Damien, and his brown eyes fix on me, his gaze hard and cold like winter frost."Lucien said you want sex."As always, Damien's words land harsh and blunt. My stomach twists, and my neck itches to turn away from his gaze, but I don't. After days of ignoring me, locking me away like some dirty criminal, this is the reason he comes to me?He doesn't come to check if I'm okay, or to explain what he and the council have been discussing with me restricted in my rooms like some prize cattle. He doesn't come to explain what's been happening while he blocked me

  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 42: You're tense, Princess.

    Lucien's voice hardens drastically, "Starvation?"I know it’s petty of me to mention that instead of the real issue here, but I don’t care.Lucien sitting beside me like this does something to my mind. Either of them sitting beside me does something to my mind, the same way Damien always does, but he’s too busy hating me to actually come see me.I feel something press into my hand, pulling me back to the present. When I bring it to my nose and smell it, I realize it’s a wrapped sandwich. Lucien’s voice vibrates with a dangerous edge as he speaks."Eat. I’ll handle the guards."I can’t even stop him when he gets up and walks out. My heart starts to thud as I wonder what handling the guards probably means. When we were younger, Lucien and Thorne Blackwood were famous for being unbeatable. Literally.Now that they’re older, I doubt any of that has changed. Garrick wouldn’t stand even an inch of a chance if Lucien decided he wanted to dish out a beating. My only worry is that it’ll be lin

  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 41: If it's all for show.

    The shards of the vase are scattered across the floor, glinting in the sunlight, but I don't care. I reach for something else, a book, a basket, whatever will give a good thud, and hurl it."Let me out! You can't keep me here like this!"The guards outside don't respond, at least not with words. But while my chest rises and falls heavily, I hear their low chuckles through the wood of my door."Seems the Luna's throwing a tantrum, like a little girl who just got grounded."Snickers follow, and humiliation burns my cheeks, but the rage in me pushes it down. I stomp over to the door and kick it, my foot throbbing through my shoes at the impact, but I keep kicking regardless, "Open this door, you stinking fucks! I'm your Luna!"Footsteps approach after that, heavy and deliberate. The lock clicks and the door swings open, but the person standing before me is the last person I want to see.Garrick's massive frame fills the doorway, two other guards flanking him with their hands on their wea

  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 40: It hurts.

    Rage wells up in me again and through my breaking heart, I fire back, "Bluffing? He looked at me like I was nothing."'The words hurt me to admit but even as I say them, I remember the look in Damien's eyes afresh. "He hates me and I know that. He detests the sight of me. I just never thought that it would lead to this... I never thought one day my life would be on the line and he wouldn't think twice about giving me away. I'm his Luna...." His mate.Thorne's hard ash eyes soften, a rare sight for him. His voice reflects it too because he responds softly, "Damen's protecting you, Sabrina. Blackthorne's spies could be everywhere, and we don't know how far this threat stretches. If Damien loudly declared he would not be giving you away, you'd be dead before we could even fight. This isn't... this isn't all it seems." My body sags as the last of my tears roll down my cheek. I'm tired of all this. So tired of feeling my heart break into a thousand tiny pieces because of the man the

  • Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.Ā Ā Ā Chapter 39: Why wouldn't I?

    The words hang in the air like a noose.Damien's eyes bore into mine, his stare a mix of loathing and something sharper. The council room has fallen dead silent, and my heart is pounding wildly in my chest.Even some of the elders are shifting uncomfortably in their seats, but the fear that fills me is so hard I feel it in my throat.Damien can't be serious about that. Hand me over?ā€œYou wouldn't,ā€ I force my voice to be steady even as my knees threaten to buckle.Damien leans forward in his chair, powerful arms braced on the table as he growls back, ā€œWhy wouldn't I?The pack is bleeding, refugees keep pouring in daily, injured and starving, but here you are, defying orders again. Sneaking into the dungeons like you're some kind of spy.Maybe Blackthorne's right in requesting you. You're the weak link in the pack's armor.ā€My throat falls right into my chest as I hear the elders start to murmur their approval. Harlan is nodding, and when I meet Mara's eyes, she's smirking like she's wo

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