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9. Dining With Her Captor

Author: Nana Firdausi
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-04 13:31:15
Seraphina left Adolphus’s room with her towel draped over her arm, her bare feet padding softly on the wooden floor.

The oversized shorts she wore were a nuisance, slipping low on her hips with every step, forcing her to adjust them constantly. Each movement irritated her further.

The faint clinking of cutlery reached her ears as she stepped into the main hall, which doubled as a living and dining space.

Adolphus was seated at a modest table near the kitchen, his broad frame slouched slightly as he laid out a simple meal.

His movements were deliberate yet unhurried, as though he had all the time in the world to enjoy his existence.

“Come eat,” he said casually, his voice carrying a soft authority, almost as though he expected her compliance.

She halted, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t like bread,” she deadpanned, each word laced with deliberate indifference.

Adolphus didn’t look up right away, calmly continuing his task as though her sharp tone didn’t faze h
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  • The Alpha's Damnation   52. Crazy Want and Feel

    His breath was ragged against her lips, his hands tightening around her waist as though he was afraid she’d disappear.Seraphina’s head spun, her body alive with a fire she didn’t understand—one that only he seemed capable of igniting.She should pull away. She should tell him this was a mistake. But when his lips brushed the shell of her ear, his voice rough and wanting as he whispered, “You have no idea what you do to me, Seraphina…”A shiver ran down her spine.Her fingers fisted in his shirt, clinging to him as though he was the only thing tethering her to reality.Adolphus pulled back just enough to look at her, his blue eyes dark, stormy—consumed with something dangerously close to desperation.“Say it again,” he murmured.She blinked, dazed. “Say what?”“That you don’t want me to stop.”Her heart pounded.Everything inside her warred between logic and need, between fear and reckless, aching want.And yet, when she opened her mouth—“Don’t stop,” she whispered again.A sharp inh

  • The Alpha's Damnation   Say The Word

    The room was thick with tension, the kind that wrapped around them like a living thing, coiling tighter with every breath.Seraphina’s fingers tightened around the silk dress, her pulse pounding in her ears.Adolphus had turned around, just as she asked, but she could feel it—his restraint, his hunger, the way his body vibrated with the effort to obey her simple request.She swallowed, her throat tight.Why had she told him to turn around?Why did it feel like she had all the power now, even when she was the one standing here, vulnerable, exposed?Her heart was a wild thing as she reached for the hem of her shirt, peeling it off slowly, letting the cool air kiss her skin. She swore she heard the sharp intake of breath from across the room, but he didn’t turn. Not yet.Her hands fumbled with the button of her jeans, sliding them down her legs, leaving her in nothing but lace and hesitation.Was this a mistake?Did she want him to see her?Gods help me… I do.The dress slipped over her

  • The Alpha's Damnation   50. Tell Me To Stop

    “Do you want me to kiss you again?”This was the man who had taken her, stripped her from her life, forced her into his world. The man she was supposed to despise, to fear.But her gaze fell to his lips—full, slightly parted, begging to be claimed or to claim her.And then back to his eyes—smoldering, predatory, desperate.Hot.Wanting.Their breaths mingled, the distance between them growing thinner, vanishing like smoke in the wind.She blinked.And then he moved—fast, sudden, like a wolf striking its prey.His mouth crashed into hers, rough and unyielding, a clash of fire and ice, hatred and desire.His hand gripped the back of her neck, anchoring her to him as if he were afraid she’d slip away. Her fingers curled into his shirt, not to push him away—but to pull him closer.It was a kiss that tasted like war.And she hated how much she wanted to lose the battle.They parted.The moment hung between them—thick, electric, alive.Seraphina’s breath came shallow, her chest heaving agai

  • The Alpha's Damnation   49. Heated Questions

    Seraphina met his gaze, fire burning in her veins.“Why do you really want me here, Adolphus?” she asked, her voice steady, but her heart thundered beneath the surface.He didn’t answer right away. His smirk faltered, a flicker of something raw passing through his eyes.“Another question,” he said smoothly, leaning back against the wall.“No,” she snapped. “Answer me.”His jaw tightened. For a moment, she thought he’d brush her off again, but then—“Because you’re mine.”Seraphina let out a harsh laugh, shaking her head. “That’s a stupid answer.”Adolphus’s lips parted—then he closed them again, exhaling softly through his nose. His head tilted back for a beat before his voice broke the silence.“Because without you, I’m nothing,” he said, his tone rough, like the words were clawing their way out. “I’ll be incomplete.”Seraphina’s breath hitched.“I need you to complete me,” he continued. “To be my other half.”Her heart slammed against her ribs, but she bit the inside of her cheek, r

  • The Alpha's Damnation   48. Let's Play In My Room

    The door swung open again.“In fact, come here,” Adolphus bellowed.Before Seraphina could react, he was already on her, swift and forceful. His strong arms wrapped around her, lifting her as if she weighed nothing. She gasped, struggling instinctively, her fists pounding against his chest.“Put me down!” she spat, writhing against his grip.Adolphus didn’t even flinch. If anything, her resistance seemed to amuse him.“You had your chance to jump,” he mused, carrying her effortlessly toward the massive bed in the center of the room. “Now, you’ll stay exactly where I want you.”She thrashed harder, but his hold was unyielding. “You can’t just—““Shut up,” he growled.Adolphus didn’t just toss her onto the bed—he carried her straight out of her room.“Put me down!” Seraphina shrieked, pounding at his chest, but he didn’t even slow his stride.The halls blurred past her in a rush of torchlight and shadows, the distant murmurs of wolves filling the silence. She twisted in his grip, trying

  • The Alpha's Damnation   47. Failed Attempts, Wounded Ego

    She didn’t want to speak to him. Didn’t want to acknowledge him.But her body had other ideas. Hunger gnawed at her insides, and despite the storm raging in her mind, she reached for the plate.Adolphus said nothing, either.He simply set the tray down and stepped back, watching as she picked at the food.It was simple—bread, stew, water—but it was warm. He had brought it for her.The realization unsettled her.She focused on eating, pretending he wasn’t there, pretending her hands weren’t trembling from exhaustion.But Adolphus wasn’t fooled.His gaze swept over her, taking in every detail—her paleness, the stiffness in her posture, the way she barely moved her injured leg.Without a word, he crouched beside her, his fingers reaching for her bandages.Seraphina flinched.“I’m just checking,” he murmured. His voice was calm, careful. Like he was dealing with a wounded animal.She hated it.Hated that he saw her like this. Weak. Helpless.But she said nothing.He peeled back the bandage

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