All Chapters of Ravished By The Alphas (Reverse-Harem Paranormal Romance): Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

SEBASTIANNirvonth looked at me disapprovingly.“Why didn’t you let the witch examine that girl?” He asked. There was restraint in his voice, but it was beginning to fail. Nirvonth always did have more of a temper than his idiot brother. “Medic Don did warn us that the witch’s condition is quickly deteriorating,” he said. “We haven’t much time to take advantage of her capabilities. The caves grow hotter by the day.”Adrian placed a hand on his twin brother’s shoulder. “Calm down, Nirvonth. He was right to delay the meeting for today. The girl is already shaking in her boots. If we took her to the witch, imagine how frightened she’d be? If she’s scared, there won’t be much chance at all of her joining our harem.”“She isn’t joining the harem,” I replied. “That is not why we brought her here.”Adrian and Nirvonth exchanged a look. Then Adrian frowned in my direction. “But she’s the perfect age for breeding. And she’s fairly attractive—certainly unique looking. And it does come as quite

VALERIEI slept surprisingly well that night. I didn’t think it was possible after everything that had happened, but I supposed the exhaustion of my journey here had worn me down more than I realized.More surprisingly, I had dreams. Gentle, sweet, golden-tinted dreams.I dreamed of my mother—her laugh echoing like beautiful wind chimes through my childhood home. She was hanging laundry on the lines that ran along our back yard—the same back yard in Westshield, where I played with Mathilda.I dreamed of my mother’s hair—held up with a pencil, like it always was when she was busy. The curly tendrils falling from the corners—framing her apple cheeks and her wide, beaming smile.My father was pushing Mathilda on the swing he’d found at the local market. He’d bartered for hours over that swing—knowing we couldn’t afford to pay outright for it. He sold them a week’s supply of Mom’s canned fruit supply instead.The swing set had seen better days. The slide was crooked and dented, and the sw

VALERIEA nervous unease walked up my spine like tiny insect legs. I shivered at the chill it left behind and looked at the woman.“Who are you? W-what are you?”The woman didn’t answer right away. Instead, she reached a hand out to me and whispered, “Come closer.”Every bone in my body told me not to. Something about this woman was strange and made me terribly uneasy. Her voice was gentle, but the eerie way it reached my ears put every hair on end.I wished Diya was here to tell me what to do. I wished she was here to howl or snarl or pace—or to reprimand me for making the stupid decision to follow Sebastian to this room. But I did not have her guidance here. I was all alone.I hesitate, my eyes falling to the woman’s thumb. It was adorned with a ring—almost exactly like the one we’ve found at Baycrest and the dungeon in Orheroad.The realization struck me and I gasped.She was a witch. Every instinct in my body told me to run, but I didn’t know why. All I knew was that my heart wan

SEBASTIANValerie’s breath hitched.Her chest rose in sharp, shallow breaths. Tears spilled from her eyes and I saw them streak lines of red down her pale face. Her body trembled violently under Amara’s touch.A sound caught in her throat. A cry that didn’t quite reach her voice.This wasn’t just a struggle to remember. This was absolute torture.She wanted to cry—to scream, but she couldn’t. It was like something within her was being peeled back. Like she was being flayed from the inside out.Amara frowned. Her fingers glowed faintly, pressing hard into Valerie’s mark. Her gaze was steady and searching. “Almost there…”Valerie’s face reddened. A hoarse sound escaped her throat. Her suffering bristled through me, every muscle in my body urging to lunge.My voice snapped against the silence, “What is happening to her?”“She’s remembering,” Amara replied. She didn’t look up from the sharp focus she had on Valerie. “Her memories are tangled. Layered over one another. I need more time to

XAVIERAres snarled in my head nearly the entire time Ralph delivered his report.He had been irritable since the moment Valerie left out sight. Furious at me for letting her go—furious at Valerie for leaving, and furious at Ralph for not finding a lead by now.I had told him to find a way into Qiovadore. Any way. A mountain path, a smuggler’s route—I would even take help from vampires, if such a thing would give us access to the dragon’s domain.Even if he only had the faintest idea of a possibility, I would have taken it.But he had nothing. No leads, no plans—only more bad news.“The Northeners said entering Qiovadore would be madness,” Ralph said. He wore a grim expression. “It’s sacred ground. The dragons’ domain. Impenetrable. The only way to access it is through air, on the back of a dragon. That’s likely how they took Valerie.”This was nothing I didn’t already know. The high mountains and vertical cliffs, along with the impossible terrain, made Qiovadore impregnable lands.Fo