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Chapter 43: tear-filled eyes
As Yennifer's tears streamed down her face, I felt an overwhelming surge of emotions welling up within me. I gently ran my hands around her growing bump, my fingers tracing the contours of our unborn child. In that moment, I could see the adoration in my eyes mirrored in hers, and it pained me to think that she believed she had to take our baby away from me.
Yennifer's sobs shook her delicate frame, and it broke my heart to witness her anguish. I reached out and pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her trembling body, offering whatever solace I could. "Yennifer," I whispered softly, my voice filled with understanding and empathy. "I know you needed some time away, and I get it. I truly do."Her tear-filled eyes met mine, searching for reassurance, for some semblance of forgiveness. I held her gaze, my love for her pouring out through the depths of my eyes. "You are not selfish, my love," I told her, my voice steady and sincere. "We all have moments when we neRelated chapters
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 44: vibrance
Yennifer's POVIt has been a week since we returned to the kingdom, and everything feels so new, so vibrant. The scent of blooming flowers fills the air, and the sun casts a warm, golden glow over the palace grounds. I find myself constantly marveling at the beauty that surrounds me, a stark contrast to the dangers we faced on our journey.As I sit in the comfort of our lavish chambers, my hand gently cradling my swelling belly, I can't help but reflect on how fortunate I am. He, my beloved, has been treating me with such tenderness and care. From the moment we found out about our unborn child, he has been a pillar of strength, ensuring my well-being and the safety of our little one. His touch is gentle, his voice soothing, and his love palpable.The weight of responsibility rests on his broad shoulders, and he carries it with grace and determination. He has taken it upon himself to make sure that our kingdom is thriving and prosperous, even as we prepare
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 45: Longing for him
As I sat alone in our grand, empty house, a wave of suffocating emptiness washed over me. It had been a month since I last saw my husband, the Alpha King, and each passing day intensified my longing for him. The absence of his vibrant presence made every room feel lifeless, as if the very essence of our home had been sucked away. I missed him with every fiber of my being.Fear gnawed at my heart as I wondered what could have possibly kept him away for so long. Countless scenarios played out in my mind, each more terrifying than the last. What if he had been ambushed by enemies? What if he had fallen ill or encountered some other calamity? The uncertainty clawed at my thoughts, leaving me in a state of perpetual worry.Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over as I grappled with the overwhelming emotions. I longed for someone to give me answers, to reassure me that my beloved husband was safe and would return to me soon. But the guards, while dutiful in
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 46: Emotions
As I stepped foot into the familiar grounds of our village, a mix of anticipation and exhaustion washed over me. Two long months had passed since I last set eyes upon this place, having been away to fulfill my duties in the sacred werewolf tradition. The journey had been arduous, but the thought of reuniting with my beloved Yennifer and meeting our unborn child fueled my determination.However, as I approached our humble abode, the air grew thick with a sense of foreboding. The door swung open, revealing an empty interior that echoed with haunting silence. Panic surged through my veins, and my heart pounded against my chest like the beating of distant war drums. The realization struck me like a thunderbolt—Yennifer was missing.In that moment, an inferno of rage engulfed me. My mind became a furnace, stoked by a fiery mix of frustration and helplessness. How could this have happened? Why was she not here, waiting for me? Questions swirled within my tormented though
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 47: Ragged breaths
I woke up with a jolt, my eyes fluttering open to a stark, empty room. The cold, gray walls loomed around me, suffocating me with their lifelessness. Panic surged through my veins, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings. How did I end up here? Where was I?I stumbled to my feet, my body trembling with fear. The air hung heavy with silence, broken only by the sound of my ragged breaths. The room felt like a cage, its invisible bars closing in on me. I reached out to touch the walls, hoping for a clue, but they offered no solace—no escape."Help!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the desolate space. "Is anyone there? Please, help me!" But my desperate cries met only with silence, as if the room itself swallowed my pleas. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision, as a sense of hopelessness settled upon me.Time stretched on, the minutes bleeding into hours, and I found myself sinking deeper into despair. My min
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 48: Scream or silence
The air hung heavy with anticipation as waves of pain surged through my body. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, mingling with tears that streamed down my face. I cried out, my voice echoing through the room, desperate for someone to come to my aid. But there was only silence, an eerie silence that intensified my fear.I had been held captive for what felt like an eternity, my strength slowly draining away. The man who imprisoned me remained shrouded in darkness, refusing to reveal himself. The walls of my confinement were suffocating, and the shadows danced menacingly, mocking my struggle. I clung to the hope that my husband, Henry, the alpha King, would come to my rescue, but it seemed my prayers had fallen on deaf ears.With every contraction, I screamed for help, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls. The pain was unbearable, each wave crashing over me like a relentless storm. I yearned for Henry's presence, for his strong arms to comfort me and guide m
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 49: Cradles
As I cradled little Harry in my arms, gently swaying back and forth, I could feel his soft, delicate breath against my skin. His tiny frame quivered with each sob, and my heart ached in response. My sweet Harry, the beautiful miracle that had emerged from the darkness of my past, was my reason to keep going, to find strength in the face of adversity.It felt like just yesterday when I managed to escape from the clutches of the man who had held me captive. The physical scars were slowly fading, but the emotional wounds ran deep, festering like an open wound. With determination coursing through my veins, I fled to a small, secluded village, hoping to find solace and a chance at a new life.It was there that fate led me to an old woman named Agnes, whose presence would forever shape the course of our lives. Wrinkles etched deeply into her face, her eyes sparkled with wisdom and compassion. From the moment she laid eyes on Harry and me, it was as if she had been waitin
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 50: Streamed Down
Yennifer's heart raced as she held her sick baby in her arms. Little Harry's forehead burned with fever, and his cries filled the air, echoing her own panic. Tears streamed down Yennifer's face as she struggled to comfort her precious bundle of joy.Nonna, her wise and loving grandmother, rushed to her side. Wrinkles etched deep lines of concern on Nonna's face as she gently placed a hand on Yennifer's trembling shoulder. "Don't worry, mia cara," Nonna said soothingly. "Little Harry will be okay. We'll take care of him."Yennifer's voice quivered as she choked back sobs. "I can't help but feel scared, Nonna. What if something is seriously wrong? What if I'm not doing enough as a mother?"Nonna's eyes filled with empathy as she pulled Yennifer into a comforting embrace. "You're doing everything you can, my dear. Sometimes, babies get sick, and it's not anyone's fault. We'll do whatever it takes to make him better."Yennifer's heart ached, longing f
Enslaved By The Cursed Alpha Chapter 51: Dominance
Henry's POV:The air was thick with tension as I stood face to face with my step-brother, Alex. We had clashed countless times before, but this battle felt different. It was a clash of wills, a fight for dominance. As I looked into his eyes, I saw nothing but malice and betrayal.Alex had always resented me, envying the love and attention our father bestowed upon me. He craved power, and I stood in his way. But little did he know, I possessed a power of my own, a power that surged through my veins, waiting to be unleashed.The battle raged on, the clash of swords reverberating through the air. Adrenaline coursed through my body, fueling my every move. But as the fight intensified, a surge of anger overcame me. It was a deep-seated rage, a feeling of betrayal that seared through my soul.In that moment, something inside me snapped. I felt a primal energy welling up from within, transforming me into something otherworldly. My body convulsed, bones c
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