Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alphas Royal Slave: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

After I had showered earlier I reapplied makeup to the mark but as I began to sweat and Damien's hand rubbed against the area, I was worried that it would get smudged. I tried to stand as still as possible and to calm myself so that the sweating stopped. Damien's fingers were so tangled in my hair that it felt like my scalp was being torn from my skull. I tried thinking about something calm but nothing in my life was calm right now. Everyone I knew was either in danger, locked up, or repressed. Something free and calm, what the hell could I think about? Rascal, it hit me, my horse was still free. He was waiting for me, that ride we’d had together with Meredith when he just ran and I bounced on his back. My hair flowed in the wind and the wind graced my skin. He was my calm, my freedom, thinking about him helped control my nerves. The pain eased up a bit and I stopped sweating which was the important part. Thanks, buddy. Damien's thumb dragged over my lips and I held his gaz

I couldn't tell whether that had been a memory or a dream but when I woke up I felt happy. Smoothing was slowly starting to fill me with warm light and something that told me things would be okay. Although it could've been just a dream, and I was fooling myself by acting as though it was more. I sighed and got up from the bed. It was morning and Damien hadn't gotten back yesterday. His side of the bed was still made and no one had laid there, and if he had come back, I would've woken up. The sun shone brightly and for a second it felt like nothing had happened like Damien had never come and the Royals were downstairs eating breakfast. But one glimpse outside and reality smacked me in the face. The warriors were patrolling every inch of the grounds, our pack members were getting antsy and angrier by each day and some who had tried to retaliate had lost their lives. The entire atmosphere had shifted from what it had been before they came. Everyone was walking on eggshells or plottin

I was now looking at him in utter confusion. Damien wanted me to mind-link Percy but he knew that I had no wolf. You also couldn't mink-link someone you weren't connected to and you were connected only to your pack members. ”Now, Selene,” He said and leaned down his head. His other hand slid up my leg and gripped my waist as he pushed me back onto the rock. ”I can’t,” I said in a breath and was starting to fear Damien. I hadn't feared him before, the mark made it so that I thought I loved him but now when the mark was gone, I knew him for who he was and he was dangerous. ”Close your eyes.” I hesitated but Damien's eyes narrowed and it felt like he was staring into my soul. I closed my eyes and took a deep shaky breath. ”Now, focus on him, see him, and then you talk to him,” He was losing his mind. Nevertheless, I tried but I got nothing. ”I- I can’t,” I stuttered and opened my eyes. Damien's jaw clicked, his hand came up and he roughly gripped my chin and tilted my head bac

My eyes widened further and I violently shook my head. But then his eyes softened and they looked more pleading, it was weird, I hadn't seen him like this before. Sam was either cocky, sarcastic, or angry, there was no soft side to him, at least not that I knew of. I nodded my head and Sam slowly removed his hand from my mouth. I was startled at first and speechless, he was looking at me with pain in his eyes that he wasn't trying to cover up. ”What’s going on?” I asked him once the panic had settled. Something flashed in his eyes and he let me see everything. ”So much more than you think,” He said quietly. ” I need you to listen to me and to do exactly as I say,” I furrowed my brows and looked at him questingly. ”Uhm, I don't trust you so why would I do anything you say?” ”Because I know that the mark is gone and I haven't told my brother.” He said and narrowed his eyes. My heart stooped into my stomach and my veins turned to ice. Had he just said what I thought he sai

~Emma~ I was waiting for Bella, she asked me to meet her in town at the coffee shop on the corner of JazzJewels. I was sitting at the table with my coffee in hand, stirring the ice with a straw. The bell rang as the door opened up and a woman in sunglasses, a scarf around her head and gloves on came walking in like she was incognito. ”Bella?” I asked and leaned back when she neared the table. She removed the sunglasses and I gulped. Her eyes were bloodshot, she had a burn mark next to her right eye and bruises around both of them. Her lip was ripped and I could only imagine what the rest of her body looked like. ”I’ll order for you,” I said and got up. ”Mocha,” I nodded my head and walked up to the counter. I ordered her coffee and when I looked back I saw her removing her gloves, her hands were red and it looked like the flesh was missing on some parts. ”Thank you,” I said to the barista when I grabbed Bella's coffee and went back to her. ”Here you go,” I placed it in fro