Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Bride: Love, Hate and Desire: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

ARIEL I buried my teeth in his flesh and moaned. It was exhilarating in a strange type of way, or maybe it was just the haze that had clouded my sensations that made it feel that way. Everything about being here with him felt good tonight. I withdrew my teeth and then, stared at him. There was an ecstatic expression on his face. I reached out and traced my fingers over the imprint of my teeth. "It's beautiful." I whispered. He held my free hand and said, "I bet it is." He rolled off me and lay beside me, staring into my eyes. It felt like my brain was stuffed with tissue paper but I was so painfully aware of his hand still holding mine. I should be scared of the connection we'd just created. I'd read and heard enough about the mate bond and I knew what this meant for us but right now, the only thing I felt was light headed unconcern. I moved closer to him and buried my head in his chest. It was firm and I thought fleetingly that I could get used to this. He enclosed me ti

My eyes flew open. It took me a moment to understand what was truly going on. Roseline's face blurred and then focused in my vision. There was the look of betrayal, dismay and confusion on her face, as if she wanted to cry but couldn't. I sat up at once. I did not know what to address first– my confusion at seeing Ariel naked beside me, the banging migraine I felt, the shattered glass on the floor or the horrified look on Roseline's face. I stared morosely at her as I tried to take in everything at once. Some bits of the previous night was coming to me. I remembered touching Ariel, kissing her and then, everything seemed hazy. "Roseline." I called trying to get out of bed. The pain in my head seemed to hold me back and I fell back on the bed. She did not wait to hear what I wanted to say. She rushed out of the room with her face turning very red and her eyes flashing orange. I wanted to run after her but I soon realized I was naked. I glimpsed my clothes strewn on th

My eyes stung with tears but I was determined not to cry. I could not remember the last time I had cried. Or the last time I'd felt this way. I was not dying but my life was flashing before my eyes rapidly. I'd worked hard to get Xavier. I'd done everything within my power but did this mean I was not good enough? Even now, was it impossible for me to beat Ariel? Even when Xavier liked me and hated her? This was more than anger about losing Xavier to her, I felt my inferiority rearing its head again and it was discomfiting. Not once, not even by chance had I beaten Ariel. I hated to mope like this and be pathetic but I could not help feeling this way after what I saw earlier. I tried to shake the image out of my head but I could not stop seeing Ariel and Xavier together in bed. Their limbs had been tangled together and she had been snuggled so close to him that it had taken me a moment to make out her head from his. I reminded myself that their drinks had been spiked, that it w

The pool of jealousy I slowly saw myself become engulfed by, seemed more powerful Xavier was on the verge of anger, balling his fist while his spiraling brows furrowed but somehow,the tension that crossed his face made him look good. Focus! I was not concerned about his looks, neither was I bothered by the gnawing sound that left his lips. The only thing playing in my mind was how I was going to escape from this garden that suddenly seemed treacherous because of him. I adjusted my scowl aligning the bottom of my lips to form a pout. “I’m leaving and there’s nothing you can do about it.” I echoed my determination. His balled fist tightened at my words, and his brows once furrowed thickened. I thought I saw a smirk play on his face after this gesture but as it was, it quickly vanished and I was mistaken as all that was written on his face was fury wrapped in more fury. " And something tells you that I would let you go?” he scoffed and I frowned. The audacity of this man,who th

The crack his knuckles made as he flexed his hands even more, made me sure of the fact that there was no way that Asher didn't dislocate those arms. "What did you say?" He asked as his eyes narrowed with so much anger. I smiled against my non obvious grin. "Exactly what I thought because didn't she tell you that she was going to meet you up? " I asked him as though I didn't already know about their meet up. "I heard word that she had grown ill" Asher said and began to tighten the bandages, the fact that he could even tightened let alone hold the bandages with the same damaged hands proved that something was terribly wrong in the head, at least with him. "She isn't sick Asher, think" I said and casually crossed my legs in his dump of a bedroom" I eyed the walls,the dull colours that I suddenly identified with Asher's personality and I hated it instantly. "No" he suddenly soat out, his ears turned red at the tips. "She wouldn't do that to us. At least to me" he convinced himself b