All Chapters of Fated To The Ruthless Alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 47

RIONA'S POV My day started badly. My feet tingled with a foreign stiffness I wasn't used to. I made to turn but my insides twisted with a torturing pain. I fell with my back against the bed. I let out a groan, when Alpha Theron's scent floated into my nose. Elara reared her head in sheer pleasure. His presence soothed a part of her, a part of us we didn't know needed to be calmed. What followed next was the stomping of his feet against the marble tiles as he approached my bed. His gaze net mine, and even with the signature permanent scowl etched on his face, his eyes glimmered with a soft smile.I made to push myself up, Alpha Theron covered the small distance between us, and wrapped his arms around me, serving as an edge. The warmth pressed harder into my bones. “Hey,” A faint bitter taste lingered in my mouth. I tipped my head sideways to take in his facial expression. The skin beneath his eyes was smudged from exhaustion. My eyes hovered around the room, and the pieces of puzz

RIONA'S POV I watched Rylan and his grandmother speaking. Equal parts confused, and equal parts curious. Odessa whined inside of me. She perked her head to take in everything in front of her, but the heat from his mere presence confused her. “Camilla, there's never a good time for anything,” he muttered. Whatever the problem was, it was obvious it drained a part of him, he didn't want to talk about. A mixture of panic, and pain lined his facial features. His jaw clenched harder with each word he spoke. His gray eyes became tawny, coloured with wariness. Camilla reached for his hands, and squeezed it softly. “Son, we can't have you plunging into something that delicate,” frustration carved wrinkles on her face, “Remember you still need to win the heart of your subordinates, to become the official heir to Oakville throne.” His lips parted like he was about to counter her, when she added, beating him to it. “I don't think the pack members would want an injured Alpha.” He grunted, r

THERON'S POV I'd had enough of going through pack's politics. I spent the entire morning in my private lounge sprinting and sparring with the other young Alpha's, while the older ones watched. This was one of the times Alphas around the packs were to assemble and decide the fate of rogues who constantly attacked the packs. My pack was on the brink of being breached. That wasn't their business. I could clean up my own mess before the stench got out. After trashing about seven Alphas in thirty minutes, I pulled my shirt from the hanger, and wiped my sweaty body clean. Asides the exhilaration, I wanted to kill the overwhelming desires that pumped the muscles around my groin and rested around my cock. Each night, her thoughts consumed me and I ended up with a throbbing arousal. I'd seen women, and heiresses, and mafia princesses— None of these women got into my head like Riona. A wave of anger flushed through my blood. Still, I could feel the streak of intense want sprouting in my hea