Todos los capítulos de Alpha Of The North: His Weakness, Her Curse: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

"Does this imply that I attacked her using a stake?" I asked, leaning back on my chair."That is highly impossible, Alpha. And you know it," Shikta said. She was trying to prove a point, and I could smell it."Tell me what you think," I asked her, studying her expression.I know she doesn't like Luxuria. No woman should like her. Not when she was a threat to them.Luxuria's beauty is the kind that women would kill for, a beauty that runs deeper than skin, etched into her very soul.She carries the same allure that once had me falling heads-over-heels for Rashina. Alpha Modred was lucky to have claimed her in time before she fell into my grasp. Otherwise, there would have been no Luxuria.I know Shikta feels insecure. I have over a hundred women who attend to my sexual needs, and she had never had the need to be jealous of them or to feel insecure. But this was different.Shikta shifted uncomfortably on her seat, leaning forward, "Alpha, Luxuria is bad luck. There is no arguing that. N

I knew that. She had always been mine.My hands roamed over her body, feeling every curve, every soft plane of her skin, but it was Luxuria I saw in my mind. It was her body I imagined beneath me, her voice I wanted to hear, pleading for more.Her breath quickened, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession as I pressed my body against hers, pinning her to the wall. Her heart raced beneath my palm as I gripped her throat, feeling her pulse quicken under my hand.The beast stirred inside me, hungry, insatiable. My fingers tangled in her long, dark hair, tugging it back roughly, exposing the curve of her neck.Her skin flushed beneath my grip, and I could feel her body trembling, but it wasn't fear. It was anticipation. Shikta lived for this, for the darkness I unleashed on her when the beast inside me couldn't be controlled.I gripped her hips and pulled her roughly against me, my teeth grazing the side of her neck. The scent of her skin—warm, heady—mixed with the hunger that had

THIRD PERSON'S POV.Kahel watched as Luxuria disappeared into the darkness.His chest tightened, panic and regret clawing at his insides, but his legs felt like they were rooted to the ground. He couldn't move.He had destroyed her. And he had lost her."Luxuria!" Kahel called out one last time, his voice desperate and hoarse, but the sound was swallowed by the night, his words lost in the cold wind that whipped through the trees.She didn't stop. Not even a glance at him.Rella appeared at the door, her arms wrapped loosely around her waist, a smirk curling her lips as she watched Luxuria fade into the distance. "Well, that went well," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.Kahel's fists clenched at his sides as he turned to face her, his heart pounding with a mixture of fury and self-loathing. "Shut up, Rella."Her smirk only widened as she stepped closer, her gaze flickering toward the direction Luxuria had run. "I told you this would happen, Kahel. You knew she'd find out eve

LUXURIA.I can't tell how long I've been here. Days have blended into a haze of cold, damp darkness. My body trembles from the chill seeping through the stone walls, but it's the severe hunger that's worse.They only bring food in long, excruciating intervals—once every day, if that. My stomach growls in protest, but the fear that clutches at me is louder.I've been here for three days. Three endless, torturous days. At least, that's what I think. Time feels warped in this dungeon—this cursed place that stinks of decay and rot. The smell makes me gag every time I breathe, but what really drives me mad is the rats.They're everywhere.Monstrous, oversized rats scurrying across the filthy floor. Their large bodies brush against my legs as they dart by, their sharp claws scraping the stone.I shudder every time they come near, my heart racing in panic. I can feel them, crawling, watching, waiting for me to break.I hate them with a passion I never knew I had. My body tenses at the sound

ALPHA PARTHE.No matter what happens, I don't think I want Luxuria to die in the dungeon. It's been a week now, and she still languished in that cold, suffocating darkness.I had sent the maids to retrieve her—ordered them to bathe her, cleanse her of the grime and damp. She was to be brought to my chamber. There are rules she must follow if she seeks to survive peacefully here in my pack, under my protection.The heavy oak doors to my chamber creaked open, and I turned, expecting Luxuria.But it was Shikta.I stiffened. She wasn't who I was meant to see tonight.She strode in with a practiced grace, her figure draped in fabric that clung to her curves, deliberately dressed to steal my attention.Her lips were painted dark, matching the lustrous black silk that clung to her... Just as I liked it. The flicker of candlelight caught the sheen of her skin, a thin layer of sweat glistening along her collarbone.I knew what she wanted. But I was in no mood for that."Parthe," she purred, he