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Chapter Sixty
Chimdi Jane Samuel*Well, today seemed to be Hate Ares Day. This chapter had so many emotions in it that I hoped you felt it too when reading. The moment between him and Alora seemed to have much effect on the both of them. And it's good to see Alora feel anger and annoyance other than pain and hurt. Ares is trying hard not to accept the fact that he can show his vulnerability to Alora and is trying to be as cold as possible. Well, I'm here for the drama *smirks* Let me know what you think in the comments. Vote and leave a review, see you on Wednesday. Jane ♥️
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The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-One
Alora. I couldn't sleep the rest of the night. I laid awake, staring at the ceiling until the sun broke the horizon and I heard Lana and the girls arrive. I wasted no time in taking my bath, putting on a white long skirt, a black blouse and the slippers Ares had gotten for me. I noticed my hair had changed back to its black color and I sighed, staring at myself in the mirror. The cuts on my face have healed, and I realized this was the first time my face was bare with no bruises or injuries from the constant abuse from Jax. I looked down at my wrist where the shackled had left a permanent bruise and it was partly gone. Almost blending with my pale skin. Even the cuts under my feet were gone too, I couldn't feel the tiny stings anymore. There were still some scars over my body though and the most prominent of them all, my brand. I ran my fingers over the burnt skin, Jax's name marred on the left side of my stomach like a second skin, claiming me as his despite being far away f
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Two
Alora. Everyone turned to me just like Raya and Camilla did and I frowned at the attention as the sound of Lana's pot clattering as she stirred the food in it filled the awkward silence. "Why are you looking at Alora?" Carmen asked, shaking her sister who took out her phone. "Raya and I were talking about a play that's going on in the Dark theater of performing arts." Camilla said as Raya nodded, only making us more confused. "Don't tell me you're still thinking about that?" Isabel asked as she rolled her eyes behind big glasses. "Of course, it's a perfect way to let Seth spend more time with you." Raya said and Isabel sighed. "You still don't get it, do you? Seth isn't going to see some stupid play with me. He wouldn't look at me for a second and you think he would agree to go on a date with me?" Isabel asked, snatching her book angrily as she stood up. "No he wouldn't. That's why we create the opportunity." Camilla said, as her sister frowned. "What the hell are you g
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Three
Ares. The day had been hectic with taking the Elder around the pack. He had to get updates on what was happening in the pack. And he had scolded me on letting an intruder in the pack, rebuking my scouts and warriors on their skills. Then he had questioned me on why I was letting Marco live, but I told him we needed some information on Jax. Most days, I wondered if Jax pack was getting the same treatment I was getting from the elders. He was as much a monster as I was, a beast who was as hungry as blood as I was. Ezra had ignored me when I asked, saying it was none of my business and telling me to focus on my own pack. Despite knowing the war and hatred between me and Jax. He had to be on the white moon pack side. While the elders say and watch the fight between me and Jax Pentagon. The Blood Moon Pack and the White Moon Pack. It was no news that they were probably rooting for The White Moon Pack secretly, since it was a taboo to take sides as the council of werewolves. Th
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Four
Ares. Seth and I sat just beside the girls, a few feet away but still able to see them as they faced the crowd. The crowd cheered as the host smiled at us and gave the girls a thumbs up before stepping to the small pew at the top of the stage to watch them. Alora bounced on her feet as she smiled at Isabel who nodded at her before she faced me. Her eyes filled with glee. I noticed a tiny glint of fear in them and I smirked before she turned away sharply. She was definitely going to lose at this. She was a slave and she was dumb. "Go!" The host yelled as the crowd cheered and started hitting the chairs in anticipation. Alora grabbed the first of the ten balloons from the rack, smearing it with a lot of shaving cream and I shook my head. She was already going to lose with that much shaving cream on the balloon because when it was time to shave it off, it would be too much and the ballin would break at the sharp blade scraping its surface. I turned to Isabel who was apply
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Five
Ares. Alora was happy was the biggest understatement of the evening. She was excited, joyful and every word you could use to describe someone Inna state of so much happiness. Her black hair bounced excitedly as the crowd cheered at the start of the game. And when I thought her violet eyes couldn't look any more beautiful. They captured everyone in the room, including my attention. They shone vibrantly in the hall under its bright lights. Her smile was so wide, spreading from one end of her cheek to the other as she clapped together with the crowd. I stood at the side of the stage, just watching her until the host spoke again, dragging my attention to her once more. The host was a younger woman like myself, she had very short black hair in a pixie cut and her brown eyes watched us in a silent agreement, hoping for our cooperation. Hell, yeah! Alora had already shown she was smarter than I thought, and she was already winning. I didn't want to look like a loser Alpha and I w
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Six
Alora. I froze as soon as the lady asked Ares for my birthday. I had been expecting her to ask him but I knew Ares would know that. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I kinda looked forward to Ares kissing me. The last time, his lips had felt so soft on mine in his drunken haze and a part of me wanted to know what it would feel like to be kissed. Not the rough way that Jax did that showed that he owned me. But maybe softly and slowly? Ugh, snap out of Alora! "Oh, it seems Ares doesn't know this one." The lady said and I frowned, turning to Ares who had a confused look on his face. "Do you mean the date precisely?" He asked and she nodded, looking at the card where I had provided my answers. There was no way Ares was going to get it, if it was the exact date. He only knew I was born on a moonless night, that was all. As much as he got the other answers correctly, it was impossible for him to get this and that made me feel sad. "..5..4." I heard the cried count down
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Seven
Ares. I slammed the door to Alora's room angrily and a pang of guilt tore through me. Her teary violet eyes haunted me, and that fear that was almost gone was back making me feel like shit. However, it didn't stop the tiny prick of hurt that stung my heart at having realized that everything had been planned. It wasn't even what I had been expecting from Alora or Isabel. And I was shocked to think they would even do that. I could feel my anxiety building up with every moment Ezra breathed down my neck. His eyes watching me like a hawk and waiting for me to make a slight mistake. I didn't have time to go down to the theaters and play a couples game. I sighed, running my hand through my hair as I walked away from Alora's door, trying as much as possible to not look back. Fuck! I shouldn't have torn those concert tickets. It was no news for everyone at the estate that Alora had fallen in love with the famous musician known as Ed Sheeran. I had heard her listen to him with Raya
The alpha's broken slave Chapter Sixty-Eight
Alora. I sat on the floor, pulling my knees closer to my chest as I played with the pieces of the tickets littered around me. I couldn't read its contents so I just stared blankly at the words on each piece, trying to place them in the correct order. Maybe in the morning, I could ask Lana to help me glue them together. A tear threatened to fall past my eyes but I blinked them back. I was so tired of crying that it seemed like the pain in my heart was always going to be there. So why cry about something that wouldn't ever change? It was frustrating to think that I was ever going to be happy for a full day. But the more I tasted a bit of what happiness felt like, the more I longed for it. The more I desperately wanted to chase after it. But my legs were already so tired of chasing something that managed to go further from my reach, and it was only a matter of time before I collapsed and gave up on this life itself. I growled in frustration, pushing the papers away as I l
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