Alpha Dylan's Perfect Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Her heart pounded hard against her ribcage as she fled. Her footsteps rang loud on the lone path. Not a soul was in sight to help her out of this danger. She felt hot tears running down her face. Her lungs burned from being forced to breathe so hard However, she dared not stop for a second or the bad men would catch up with her.The cold night wind whipped her hair around her face, it made it even harder for her to see. Her leg connected with a stone and almost immediately her ankle snapped as she fell to the rough earth groaning. Intense pain racked her ankle and more tears blurred her vision. The sounds of footsteps were closer now. She turned back to see the masked men in dark hoods finally reach her.“Please don’t hurt me. Please, I'm sorry. I’ll do whatever you want I promise-” She started begging. "Is she the one?" One of the rogues asked in a harsh baritone voice as he sized her up."Yes." His partner nodded, reaching to pull her by the hair."Let me go! " Jasmine struggled

She trudged down the path feeling giddy. A blush crimsoned her cheeks as the memories of the night before flooded her. She was so happy. In eighteen years she had never felt this way. A bad night had finally ended on a good note. He had been gentle yet so passionate when he took her innocence. She felt complete. Satisfied. She got to be herself around him and although it was a short period she felt a connection with him. She wished she didn't have to leave but the thought of her stepmother Medusa was enough to wake her at dawn. Armed with a flimsy excuse which she could only come up with since her whole mind was fixated on the night before, she increased her pace. She inhaled the fresh air as she neared home. A lump grew in her throat when she saw their roof from afar off. She released a deep sigh into the air and twirled around facing the rugged path as if to say goodbye. For once, she wished she was free to be with the stranger who had made her feel a spark just in one night

"Alpha." One of the guards who was let into the room at Dylan's command bowed his head as he spoke."Speak." Dylan was in no mood for long talks.He only hoped they had found the traitors who had a hand in his father's death. He gripped the edge of his seat tight until his knuckles whitened. He couldn't wait to snuff life out of them after torturing them for days. So many thoughts of what to do to them filled his head and he couldn't wait to actualize them."We have no news yet but…""What?" Dylan roared."How many more hours will it take you to find my father's killers? I swear on my father's grave that I will make you a scapegoat if any one of them escapes." Dylan growled.The guard was visibly shaken by the harsh tone of Dylan's voice but he understood that he was grieving."Then what are you waiting for!?" Dylan snarled."Get out!" Dylan was furious.He could not bury his father until he avenged his death. Only then would he be at peace but there was still no news. He paced the r

Jasmine blinked her eyes in utter confusion. How on earth did he expect her to know about her family's whereabouts when she had no idea why they were running in the first place.“But I don't know where they are,” she replied timidly.Dylan shook his head. “Then I see you prefer to stay here for your family's safety,” he said, sounding disappointed.Family's safety? She would gladly give out the details if she knew where they were just to save herself, besides they did it first.“I really don't know, believe me, I have no reason to lie.”“Oh you don't?” He raised a mocking brow. “But they are your parents, so that's a given.” He said, swirling around as he walked back to the window. He resumed his previous position, and silence engulfed them. It was quite uncomfortable for Jasmine as she kept imagining the worst.“Since you insist on keeping their whereabouts, Jane here would lead you through what you have to do,” he said, and the door opened revealing a lady who stepped in and walked

Dylan really wasn't comfortable with the lady punishing Jasmine herself. I should be the one punishing her, she was his slave and not anyone else. He should go get her, but he hesitated for a while. Contemplative if he should or not. He was so upset with himself that he even stepped back for her for no reason. Dylan paced inside his room while in deep thoughts. He really felt like going back to get her, but after some time of contemplating and calculating his decision, he sat down on the couch with a sigh. He should just let whatever that was bound to happen beside him wasn't going to defend his father's murderers.Jasmine was sweaty badly, her palms rubbing together in fear as she knelt down in front of the lady who stood tall and glared at her vulnerable state.“So you are under my control now,” she tilted her head to the side and scanned her. “I wonder what to do with you,” she said, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.“Maybe I should tell the guards to tie you under the hot sun. No, t