Married To The Ruthless Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Stark's P.O.V.It's been three days. It's been three agonizing days since I heard from Amelia or laid eyes on her. It's almost 7 a.m., and I didn't get to sleep all night. Hell, I haven't been able to sleep for three days now. What kind of werewolf would go to bed peacefully with the fact that his other half is somewhere unsafe with dangerous people? I just could not fall asleep with that fact. I don't deserve any peace until I bring back my innocent mate safely.When she was with me, I messed up by distancing myself from her. It felt like a stab to my chest anytime I saw Amelia and would not touch or claim her. However, I had kept a close watch on her, instructing my gamma to monitor her activities and report back to me. I should have just stayed and cherished her like every sane werewolf would do to his mate. I didn't, and I admit I was actually foolish. I didn't want her to get close because of these fucking same situations. I thought I was protecting her by staying away. If no one

Amelia's P.O.V.As I sat alone in the empty room, my mind kept on reflecting on the dream I had last night. It was so familiar yet strange that it's almost as if I had truly experienced them but didn't know when or where it had happened. Like a forgotten memory.It would also make sense as to why I had been having these dreams consistently. Was I really the girl in the dream? Or was I having flashbacks from my previous life? I wasn't sure. But what currently surprises me is how similar my wolf is to the one I saw in the dream. Ravishing silver-whitish furs, if that made sense, with silver eyes just like mine, and since I discovered this supernatural existence, I don't think I have ever seen a wolf similar to mine. All I've seen so far were black, brown, and grey furs, not silver. Never silver or white, but then, in the dream, the mother of the girl had turned into a silver wolf to protect the child, and that wolf just happened to be similar to my wolf. A very similar trait that I have

Amelia's P.O.V.“You?“My heart battered against my ribcage as my eyes met those familiar blue eyes, just the same as Linda's but with a gaze of lustfulness and something else I can't decipher. These people are real psychopaths. They are both sick. They both suffer from severe mental health issues.He smirked, clearly pleased that I had recognized him, which I really do not wish to, but I do. If there's something I don't forget about this person standing in front of me, it's their eyes. The gaze is what I remember. I can never forget how the gaze made me feel when it first fell on me. I was old enough to know when a man wanted me. I'd seen desire in enough gazes to know They found me beautiful. This particular heated gaze should have honored me, but instead, it made me feel dirty or even repulsive. My body seemed to yearn for another person's appreciation and admiration.“We meet again, blondie.“ Liam mused, stepping closer to bend down to my level before grabbing my jaw tightly. I wi

Amelia's P.O.V.I found myself waking up slowly as I heard some muffled voices around me, my mind unable to grasp the source, and this was because my limbs felt heavy as much as my mind felt fuzzy. I was able to see a dim light from my closed eyelids, so I figured I had to open my eyes to survey my surroundings first, but I found it difficult to do so. I couldn't find the connection between my eyelids and my eyes. I couldn't just seem to wake up fully because my mind felt disconnected from my body.I felt something beneath me, something warm and soft like cotton fabric. A bed.Something strange stirred in me in the depths of my mind, a thin thread of connection gradually coming to the surface in my chest.'Amelia?'I wince at the loud voice in my head. Goodness, my head feels seconds away from shattering into thousands of pieces.'Rex? Is that you?''Yes, I'm here.' She purred, her face coming forward into my mind. Her eyes were slightly dull, and so I could tell she hadn't fully rega

Amelia's P.O.V.Since I woke up, my stomach had been knotted, as I couldn't stop thinking about what Stark had said last night.His park would be proud to have a Luna like me. Really?Does that mean he's going to let everyone know I'm his mate? Will I be known as his Luna? Did he really want me as his Luna? Would he take him to the main pack house? I thought he saw me as a weak person. Did he really mean it?What if…? What if I failed as a Luna?My guts twisted at the thought of his pack rejecting me as their Luna.Despite my best efforts to convince myself of my abilities, I secretly acknowledge that I lack the power and strength of his pack members. I barely survived multiple dangerous situations. How would the pack see me? Would they see me as someone who isn't fit to be their Luna? What would they think of me when they find out I was a human? Would they accept me as I am? As Stark claims, would they truly be proud of someone like me? I don't even know what being a Luna means, as I