Semua Bab Married To The crippled Alpha : Bab 121 - Bab 130

Rosalia's POVWas that a good or a bad thing?I couldn't tell when it came to him. It didn't even matter at that moment. Goosebumps flared across my skin, his gentle touch making me shiver.We stared into each other's eyes but they were one, it was like a reflection and all I did was mark him.A dark curiosity coiled in my mind, what would happen if he did the same?The bond had already been unbearable, but it was nothing compared to what I felt now.His body was in sync with mine. If I could hear his heartbeat, I was sure it beat in the same rhythm as mine.I saw everything, could feel his breath on me and his cologne wrapped around me, leaving my senses fogged and dangerously drawn in.We were lost in our own world, the touch might’ve lasted a minute, but we recognized the fire, the yearning desire, the bond of soulmates.I didn’t know what Nathan was about to say and honestly I didn't care. His hand lingered near my cheek, then he pulled it away like I burned him. Like scissors to

Chapter Nathan's POV I flipped through the stack of folders, trying to find the quarterly reports my father had requested. I didn't understand why my temples throbbed.I blinked hard, shook my head, and reached for another file, but my grip faltered. A sudden wave of dizziness hit me, quickly I braced a hand against the desk.“Enough,” I muttered under my breath, trying to shove the deceptive thoughts. But it wouldn't budge. My chest tightened, stomach turning like I'd been gut-punched.I didn't want to doubt Brad.I just wanted to make sure she was safe. I grabbed my phone then dialed his number.“What’s the status update?” I asked, barely keeping my voice steady.The spy on the other end didn’t need clarification. “She’s with Brad, Alpha. They’re in a car. They spent the night together.”My jaw clenched.“Last night?” I asked slowly, voice lowering. “Where did she sleep?”There was a pause, then, “Brad’s house, sir.”Fuck!I threw the phone with a roar before I even realized what

Rosalia's POV“Calm down, Rosalia,” my wolf warned within. A flood of questions wrestled in my mind making it hard to breathe. She was right. I had to pull myself together if I wanted any answers.Overthinking shouldn't be in the equation.Taking a deep breath, I stepped softly behind a shelf. Dust and the stale, woody scent of old books filled my nostrils.I nearly choked on a cough, but at the last second, I suppressed it using my hand to muffle the sound.I leaned close enough to be comfortable with the smell and through the small gap between the books, I tried to understand what my eyes were looking at.He was undeniably human. I could also tell by the blood in his veins. It had a different scent from Alpha Kincaid, a mouth-watering smell.I shook my head, my eyes fixed on them. Max stood stiffly, arms at his sides. His head dipped slightly in a nod. He didn’t look nervous or tense, he looked... obedient. That was the word that chilled me most.Judas did tell us Max had been abdu

Author's POV Kill him. Kill him.The words lingered in Nathan’s mind which was now a battlefield.Since he had spoken to Daphne the world had begun spinning. He was trying to fight whatever it was that came upon him but it was a losing game.He paced the length of his room, fingers twitching at his sides, jaw clenched so tight he could feel the crack in his molars. Blood thirst. That’s what it was. A terrible, maddening rage that boiled inside him and refused to die down and it was towards them.Rosalia and Brad.His fists slammed into the edge of the table, splintering the wood. He didn’t even feel the sting. The voice in his head kept chanting, you love Daphne.The same voice also told him Rosalia and Brad had manipulated him like a fool. And he had let them.He staggered toward the mirror, eyes wide and bloodshot, hair damp with sweat. His reflection didn’t look like him anymore. "I love Daphne," he muttered, gripping the table to steady himself. "I hate Rosalia."It was like f

Rosalia's POVNo!The hallway exploded with grief as the thing I was afraid was enunciated.My mind refused to accept it, I was now a murderer.The mourning mob then turned to me. Disgust and curse all in their gaze.“You—you did this!” my mother screamed, rushing toward me like she wanted to tear my throat out.She would’ve gotten to me if Brad hadn’t stepped in her way, arms wide. “Don’t touch her!”“She killed our grandchild!” my father shouted, voice trembling. “Step out of the way she deserves to be punished”People started yelling for him to move. I could barely hear them, and yet I could feel every word.Brad refused to let up, once again he came to my rescue even after knowing I was completely at fault.That baby didn't deserve to die. How could I do something so cruel?“Enough!” Nathan’s words rang out above the clamor.“That is enough, this isn’t helping”He turned to the doctor. “Tell me exactly what happened.”“According to Daphne… Rosalia returned to the pack grounds and