The Devil Alpha And I

Ava POVLooking at the man that’s sleeping beside me, I couldn't help but feel fulfilled.We have our share of heartbreaks and betrayal from people we least expected it from but we overcome every obstacle together.I can’t ask for a better mate.My very own Devil Alpha.FLASHBACK *****My bones were breaking.I let out another throat-itching scream as my right ankle twisted painfully into itself, the pull bringing me down to my knees. My hands were chained to the ground with a padlock at either corner of the dark room, the only light coming in being the bright glow of the full moon.The fucking full moon; yet another one.I hated it and I was using 'hate' very mildly. I dreaded the changes that came with it, one of which being how I chained myself to the ground in the underground basement Penny had built a couple of years ago to avoid going on a rampage and killing some innocent human.My fangs pulled out painfully and I yelled out in pain, knowing it was coming. The resilient urge to

Arthur POVI looked down around the large ballroom again and took a sip from the glass of wine in my hand as I leaned against the wall at one corner of the landing, wishing I was somewhere else. There were probably over two hundred women present and I didn't find one even remotely attractive.From where I was standing, no one from below could see me. The room had been built for occasions such as this as my father had liked to throw parties and organize soirees just for the heck of it.Not for the first or second time, I cursed my father in his grave. The man had never liked me doing anything fun when he was alive and I didn't want to think about how impressive it was that he still somehow managed to find a way to get under my skin even now that he was dead."That is not the face of a man enjoying his evening."I turned to see Amelia walking towards me with a sneer on her lips."That is probably because I am not," I replied wryly, emptying the glass and then immediatelyregretting it

Ava POV I was floating.At least, that was what it felt like with Arthur’s hands running over my body. I couldn't explain what it was that drew me to him so deeply, but I knew I liked it. His fingers touched my face, my neck, and my shoulders, ran down to my breasts, kneaded my nipple, and then to my belly button.I sighed in contentment at having him so near, gasped in surprise when his skilled fingers entered me, and almost cried when they began administering a steady, pleasure torture.I waited in anticipation until he drove into me in one fluid movement. I felt my walls give way, break down for him. Something inside me snapped, and I let out a loud howl. His own terrifying growl came after, and as our bodies moved in perfect rhythm, it occurred to me that we were actually mating.My senses were heightened towards him, as well as my feelings. Feelings I'd never before experienced for anyone began to form inside me, and I let them, knowing it was inevitable.When he kissed my lips,

ARTHUR'S POV. I walked quietly through the hallways of the mansion, it had been a long time since the elders had summoned me for a minute. I knew something wasn't right but I was filled with guilt for what I did to Ava and I paid no attention to Amelia. I was just a coward, how could I possibly think of doing that to her and the first thing that came out of my mouth was a proposal for her to marry me?At least my mistake made me know she was my mate, but how could she have run off after we found out that we were mates? Or was I the only one who felt her?“You have been busy,” Amelia interrupted. I turned to her with a faint smile. “I don't know Amelia, I don't understand what I feel.”“You feel your mate,” she replied. “I am sure you were happy to find out your mate.”“I am not sure I am bothered by that, I don't care if she is my mate or not, I shared a bed with her and I have chosen her to be my bride.”“That's not how the world works,” she laughed awkwardly. “You drugged her, yo

ARTHUR'S POV.I sat quietly on my chair in my office, trying to take my mind off work a little, but the clicking of Elena's heels made it difficult for me to concentrate. She moved back and forth across the office. Her face was etched with anxiety as she bit her fingers. Finally, she stopped, folding her arms tightly. “Why aren’t you worried, Arthur?” she demanded. “How can you sit there so calm when everything is falling apart?”I leaned back, my eyes fixed on her as I tapped my fingers on the table. She of all people should know the answer to that, the elders can't do much, taking me off the throne would require more trouble than leaving me on it and this was something known to everyone. “The elders aren't fools, you figure out the rest.”Her eyes narrowed. “Really? You have heard what Oliver’s been doing, haven’t you? Half the council already supports him. He’s twisting everything against you. And you’re sitting there acting like it doesn’t matter?”I nodded slowly. “Let his sch