Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tyrannized By The Alpha : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

||Mira|| The train was late. I know how that sounds. But standing on that platform at eleven at night with a cold coffee in my hand and nobody who knew exactly where I was, the delay felt like a gift. Every extra minute was another minute of being nobody. No last name. No pack. No brother steering me through a room like I couldn't cross it on my own. Here I was just Mira, a girl in the city. That was it. That was enough. Dunmore Central was quiet at this hour. The last commuters were heading for the exits, heads down, wrung out. Somewhere below the platform a busker was playing violin, slow and low, the music drifting up through the gaps in the floor. The fluorescent light above Gate 7 kept cutting in and out. Everything felt a little worn down, a little tired. I fit right in. Six months at Moonstone University. It was long enough that the city had started to feel like mine, long enough that I'd stopped flinching when a stranger walked up behind me, and long enough that I was fina

||Mira|| Pain came first. A deep throb behind my eyes, constant and mean. My stomach lurched before memory did, and then it all came back and I wished it hadn’t. The club, the drinks, and Kael. He drugged me. The bastard took advantage of my trust and drugged me. The thought sat in my chest numb and bitter. He had sat across from me and smiled and handed me a drink and I had taken it because I was an idiot, and now I was wherever this was, and I had no idea how long I’d been out. I didn’t move. Zane’s voice came up from somewhere in my mind, strong and commanding. Assess first, then move. So I lay still and listened. The silence was wrong. I didn't feel the thin hush of my dorm with city noise bleeding through the walls. This was sealed. As though the outside world had been cut off completely. No traffic. No voices. Not a sound. I pulled a slow breath in through my nose and I wished I hadn't. The room smelled of dust, old wood, and an acrid chemical trace underneath

|| Mira|| "Mate." Anya didn't scream it. She howled it. The sound tore through me from the inside, raw and ancient and so full of wanting, it knocked the breath out of me. It was the sound a Lycan makes when it finds the thing it has been running toward its entire life without knowing what it was running toward. The bond snapped into place like a lock finding its key, hard and sudden without warning. The room became too small and the air was too thick with tension. Kael was right there, his hand still around my wrist, and every instinct I had lurched toward him before I could stop it. I pressed my hand to my heart and tried to breathe through it as Kael dropped my wrist like it had burned him. He staggered back a step and ran his hand on his face, and started pacing. “Shit.” he hissed, moving like a man who had been caught off guard, and for one raw, unguarded second his face showed everything. The shock. The recognition. His wolf wasn't making it easy for him. It w

||Mira|| The glass hit the side of his head and shattered. Water ran down his face. He didn't flinch. His jaw went tight and his eyes darkened and he stood there dripping like a man deciding how much of a problem he wanted to make of this. "Clean it up," he said. "No." "Mirabel." "Let me go," I said. "That's the only conversation I'm interested in having." We held each other’s stare. Neither of us ready to back down. Then he turned toward the door and called down the hall. "Bring another tray." Footsteps scattered somewhere outside, quick and nervous. He came back and sat on the edge of the bed. Close enough that his warmth reached me before I could do anything about it, close enough for the bond to stir in my chest like it had been waiting for exactly this. I hated my body for noticing. I hated that I was this affected. "You think starving yourself hurts me?" he asked. "Doesn't it?" "Less than putting up with you does." "Keep telling yourself that. Maybe o

|| Mira ||I should have looked away sooner.Anya was screaming at me to. She'd been screaming at me from the second it started, her voice crashing against the inside of my skull, and I still couldn't make myself turn away.I watched Kael grab Jessica's hair and pull her into him. His mouth came down on hers hard. She made a sound that had no business being in this room and I felt it move through the bond like a knife turning.Pain registered in my chest and spread outward, slow and thorough, leaving nothing untouched.Anya lost her mind.She wasn't growling anymore. She was past growling. She wanted to shift and she wanted blood and she was very specific about whose. She wanted Jessica off him and she wanted it now and she was not being quiet about any of it. The shrieking inside my head was loud enough that I had to press my teeth together just to keep my face stoic.I pushed her back.Not because I didn't agree with her. But because falling apart in front of him was exactly what he