บททั้งหมดของ Slave To The Alpha: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

He doesn’t look at me when I enter the room and continues to stare at the painting which is hanged in front of him.My eyes follow his gaze. It’s the painting of a severed werewolf head held in the hands of a man, whose canines are poking out.A lump forms in my throat and a shiver creeps down my spine.“ We were waiting for you Orpheuns. ” Luther catches my attention.I detach my eyes from the painting and look at him. He is not smiling, but he is not frowning either. He seems to be neutral and I don’t know if it’s good or bad.I walk forward, my slippers scrapping against the black tiled floor occasionally. My eyes are drawn back to Wolf who is looking at me this time.The wound on his head and the scratches on his face have healed to my surprise. My heart skips a beat when our eyes meet and I am sure he can hear it.Wolf blinks his eyes and looks at me from head to toe, seemingly ensuring that I

VIOLETI stay in the room after the embarrassing encounter with Viktor. I am also glad he didn’t come to ask me to take a stroll down his city again.The night turns into what — I don’t know because everything is dark. I did sleep for some hours and only ended up dreaming about darkness again. This time, the Golden ray didn’t come to claim me and the darkness was also not so eerie anymore. I was at peace. With everything for a while. Like my mind was breathing in temporary relief and harmony.When I woke up, a maid was roaming around in my room. She informed me that she had gotten me some clothes.“ When is the Moon Festival? ” I had asked her before she left.And she said. “ It’s in two weeks, Madam. ” Two weeks. It’s a long time.If we are staying in Vla

VIOLETI hold my breath, staring up at Viktor. He waits for an answer to his very personal question.“ I want to go back now. ” I breath and lower my gaze.“ Okay. ” Viktor understands that he has asked a strange question so he doesn’t pushes me to answer him.Instead, we both begin to walk back to the castle. This time, we both remain silent.The city doesn’t mesmerise me like it did before either. Everything seems dull and meaningless.Why didn’t he say something? Why did he leave?All the odd questions keep pounding my head.I mean…he could have walked over to us. It was not like Viktor and I was doing anything wrong.But, he simply turned around and left.‘ Disappointing turn of events. ’ A spirit shrieks from above.I jump in my spot and place my hand on my chest.M

VIOLET“ Right…You don’t look fine either. ” Wolf huffs, trying to pry out of my hold.I stumble forward in an attempt to keep clinging onto him.“ Let me check your temperature. ” He explains the reason behind him wanting to step away from me.“ I feel cold. ” I lie, not wanting to leave him just yet.He is hard like a stone but he is still warm — burning hot would be a better term but who cares at this point.“ Then you must have fever. ” Wolf concludes, his heart still beating fast against my chest.“ You are nervous. ” I hum, snuggling my nose in his shirt.“ Why are you nervous? ” I question, sighing softly.His body turns more rigid and hard. His heart settles down in a fast rhythm.“ I am concerned. ” Wolf denies being nervous after a long pause of silence.I nod my head, my nose ru

VIOLETThe atmosphere is tense during the dinner. All species sitting on the same table, taunting each other occasionally and also planning their next moves is a rare sight for sure.“ So…what’s your role in all this? ” The Elf Queen Marissa inquires from me, her tone mocking and filled with malice.I wonder if these supernaturals don’t know how to talk politely.I gulp the bite of rice in my mouth and drag my eyes in her direction.“ Do you know about the prophecy? ” I question, placing the spoon down into my plate.Yes, I know all about the prophecy already.The Elf Queen inhales and everyone in the dining room gives her the attention she requires.“ So we are simply depending on a prophecy and letting you participate in all this? ” She smirks and picks her wine glass, bringing it to her lips.My throat goes dry. My eyes burn and the sarcastic rema