Married To The Ruthless Alpha 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 51 - 챕터 55

Amelia's P.O.V.It's been five days since I got here, and everyone has been so kind and accepting. I recall my appearance as a homeless girl, characterized by flushed cheeks, unkempt hair, and oversized clothes. I never knew this until I looked at myself in the mirror later that day. They never questioned my appearance, nor did they make me feel unworthy to be among them. They had only welcomed me with genuine happiness. Later, I learned that they were already aware of my unfortunate experience with the rogues. Stark told others I was his mate and that I was missing. I remember Lorena, his mother, almost crushing me with a tight hug and never leaving my side until evening. She explained to me that the pack members had been eager to meet me ever since they learned about Stark's mate. After a long bath, I remember crashing out onto the bed that night.I was finally here, but what I can't seem to get my mind off is the fact that everything about this place screamed royalty and soft life.

Amelia’s P.O.V. “You found where I came from?" He nodded, stepping away from me with a smile. I was surprised that he had gone his way to search about my real background and also eager to know who my real parents are. “What did you find?" I gulped, anxious to hear things about my real family. In as much as I love the parents that raised me, I wanted to know who my birth parents are. Where are they? What really had happened that made me get separated from them? “Hold on.“ He says and turns away before walking to his bed. I watch as he picks up a small brown file and walks back to me. “Have a look at this." I eye the brown envelope, scared of what I might see that would be good. If truly that memory is mine, then some of my life would be a tragedy, considering all that I've dreamed of. I hesitantly collected the envelope from him and looked down at it. I opened it and pulled out some pictures and a small piece of paper. The first pick that caught my eyes was me, the younger

Amelia’s P.O.V. He took me into his mouth in an instant, no hesitations, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, kissing him back. I cradle wide to accommodate his thighs between them. His chest heaved with every inhalation into the kiss as his hands clamped down on my hips with enough force to leave a bruise. Our tongues tangled, teeth clashing as I clung to him like I'd die if we separated. He pulled away, peppering gentle doting kisses to my mouth and jawline, nibbling at my earlobe before descending down my neck. My head fell to the side, offering him unimpeded access as his teeth nickelled the heated skin between the base of my neck and collarbone. I moaned out through the burn it gave me. “Claim me." I moaned again, aligning our hips. "For goodness's sake and for the world to see. I… I need to know that I'm yours.“ He went still beneath me, heart thundering like it might burst through his chest, and I felt him harden against my seam— a hot, still, like a rod that gr