The Mysterious Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Craig's POV I hated the look on her face. She shrank back as if I had asked her to strip herself naked in front of me My hand clenched in a fist, waiting for her. I wanted her to decide. If she didn't want to, she needed to tell me herself. She needed to start having a say in her life. Her hand clung to the slit of her dress, tightly. Her brows furrowed. It seemed more difficult for her than I expected. Slowly, I stood up beside her and moved back to my initial position. Forcing a woman to do what was against her will wasn't my forte. “I can't.” Her voice shook. “I’m sorry, but I don't think I am the partner you're searching for.” Without waiting for my response, she moved back towards the door, her hands firmly on her slit. I shook my head, “You don't have to hurry if you don't want to. I won't force you to show me.” She paused. Her gaze moved everywhere but at me. “You can show me when you're ready.” She nodded. But she didn't say a word. My gaze moved to ho

Freda’s P.O.V. “What do you mean by tight security?” My brow furrowed. I had never been placed on security before not to talk of a tight one. He sneered, opening his laptop, that sign of seriousness marred his face. “I've no idea how well you know about the other pack in Orlis. From what I have gathered about you, you have no idea what's going on in this world apart from your pack.” I swallowed. He was right. I wasn't sheltered. I was hidden by my pack All I knew was things happening in the SunBlood pack. Even sometimes I wasn't informed on things happening internally, but I had my ways of getting information. He typed something on his laptop before turning his attention back at me, “Remember I told you about the prophecy.” I nodded. Although, I was yet to understand anything about the prophecy. I remember vividly it had something to do with my curse or not. “Well, you're in danger because of that mark.” For a moment, his gaze trailed to my leg. My frown deepened. Fo

Freda’s P.O.V “Look who we have here?” A familiar voice hinted, making me seek refuge behind Ava for a moment. Ava moved from behind me, pulling me beside her as if we were equals. As if we were long-time friends. “I never thought I'd see you so sooner. I thought you would be at home scrubbing or licking dirt off your master's leg.” My mouth felt dry. The voice felt familiar, yet distant. She never talked to me in this tone. At least, she usually pretended to be like me a bit not until the day she showed her true color. Before I could respond, Ava replied, “And you are?” Her voice cold, sending tremble down my spine. I expected Nina to draw back, but instead she lifted her head up. “Luna of the SunBlood pack.” she looked straight in̈to my eyes as she claimed a title that should have been mine. Then she averted her gaze to Ava, “Who are you?” Without waiting for response, she continued. “Oh, I get. You’re just another slave working with this slave. Did you both come to get

Freda’s P.O.V At such gesture, my heart beat skyrocketed. Someone cared where I was and what I was doing. I collected the phone and thanked him. “My contact information is already on it. Ava's too. If you need anything don't hesitate to call me.” A polite nod. He smirked, “A tracking app is also there. It is connected to my phone so I can always know where you are.” Instead of a nod, I found myself asking. “Is that really necessary?” He nodded, “I already told you it's for my peace of mind. It’s also for your safety.” If it was for my safety, there was no point trying to argue with him. “Thank you.” He heaved a sigh of relief. “It's no problem.” He looked pass me into the room. “Where you able to get all you needed?” I also looked back. Although I haven't seen any of the new clothes Ava ordered for me, but I had no doubt they would bring them. “Are they necessary too? The closet were always filled with clothes.” Craig chuckled. “You might look at them as jus

Freda’s P.O.V The dining room was just as I remembered it. A long table sat in the middle with chairs placed opposite it. Almost every seat was taken, but close to Craig and Greg, there were two vacant seats, probably kept by someone. Ava ushered us towards those seats with a wide smile plastered on her face. She placed her hand on the lower part of my back, giving me a gentle nudge when I refused to move forward. I forced a smile at everyone, hoping I didn’t look awkward. Inwardly, I said a prayer to Ava for forcing me to dress nice to dinner instead of the comfort wear I wanted to pick up. My gaze first settled on Craig. He had cutlery in his hand, and unlike the previous day, he was actually making an effort to eat. Greg did the same, but for a moment, all his focus was on Ava. She shifted visibly, too, which made me wonder if something was going on between them. I took the seat closest to Craig while Ava sat near Greg. As soon as I settled in my chair, my gaze moved