Todos los capítulos de Slave To The Alpha: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

VIOLETMy mouth falls half open and my eyebrows shoot up instantly. All my muscles tense up as I stare at the fire burning the building which was the pack-house before.What…Happened?“ Come on. We don’t have time for this. ” Stefan takes my hand and gives it a light squeeze.I force my gaze to meet his eyes. He is not surprised or nervous even one bit.The pack-house has went up in flames. All werewolves and…and humans inside already possibly dead and he is acting like we have far more important things to do than to see them die in the fire and turning into nothing but ashes and coal.‘ He has probably seen this a lot. ’ The voice inside my head intervenes in my thoughts and makes me realise the fact.Stefan is one of the monsters in the end. No matter if his touch is soft and almost human like…He can never feel pity, sympathy and empathy for anyone.I squeeze m

VIOLETWe wait outside the cave. I don’t know why we are not moving anymore or who are we waiting for and I don’t have the courage to ask either. I know I have already tried my luck enough.Cora is often looking at me, probably wondering how I can look around so leisurely when we are standing too close to these monsters.After ten minutes pass, footsteps sound from inside the dark cave. My eyes are drawn to the cave immediately. There is a turn just a little further in the cave so it’s impossible to see who is coming unless that person rounds the corner and reveals their face.I feel my heart beginning to thump loudly in my chest. I am scared and I can’t help but feel a little curious as well. With all these confusing situations thrown my way and with a lot of questions unanswered, I am eager to find out what’s happening in this werewolf world which is too different from my simple human world I used to live i

VIOLETJust as fast as the reflection of Melania appears, it disappears as well. I am left awed and confused. Have I even started hallucinating? I can’t tell anymore.So apparently, I remember everything. I recall Melania tried to take my memories, but I wonder why it didn’t work.I gulp and look around myself. There are people all around me. Werewolves, standing on my left. I look to my right and see them standing on my right as well. Some are eyeing me, but most of them are keeping their heads down, not looking at anything in particular.I frown. Where am I?My eyes are drawn ahead. My throat goes dry seeing the gold chair set up raised with steps.A throne? My heart begin thrumming in my chest. I lower my gaze.Slowly, small sparks travel

WOLFThey drag Violet away and I simply witness them taking her to the dungeon. My hands itch to be clenched, the anger threatening to spill out but I remain calm and resist all the urges like I am conditioned to do for a long time now.Katrina is watching me. I know.And she is getting suspicious.Katrina was supposed to try to kill Violet or at least demand for her to be made free for claims, but she surprised me when she asked me not to do it.The whole change of scenario is so fucked up.I can only imagine what Katrina wants to do to Violet or……make me do to Violet.“ You failed us yet again. You have been doing this a lot lately, my dear son. ” King Adolphus addresses me.I snap my gaze towards him. Everything was planned, but then Elias appeared out of nowhere to take Violet back. We had agreed to leave Violet with m

VIOLET I get up on the desk, my butt sitting on it and my legs dangling down from the edge. A lump seems to be awkwardly struck in my throat and it refuses to go down. I feel so small under Katrina’s not-so-comfortable gaze.  Unconsciously, I slide a little away from Wolf, going to the other edge of the desk so my bare back is facing Wolf and Katrina. I glance at Katrina from over my shoulder. I don’t know what’s going through her head, but I can tell it’s nothing normal. Ever so slowly, Katrina moves her gaze and looks at Wolf. I follow her eyes and watch Wolf’s stiff back. The muscles of his back seem too hard, too inhumane, stone—like. My eyes travel to his hands that are holding onto the edge of the desk tightly.  I don’t know what’s going on in Katrina’s head but I have a hunch that Wolf knows. It’s like he can