Semua Bab Trapped With The Ruthless Alpha: The Heiress Vendetta: Bab 241 - Bab 250

ADELINA'S POV The storm roared above, but it was nothing compared to the chaos beneath it. His sharp gold eyes were staring intently at me. I didn't know what was going on in his mind since he was in his wolf form, not that it mattered. Viktor stood before me with his teeth gritting at Mikhail. He was seething in fury ready to attack at any moment. Mikhail growled, his eyes filled with fury. I raised my hand, then clenched it. I had gone too far already to give up now. He brought this on himself, I reminded myself. "Shift," I commanded, putting in my all. A scream erupted, a groan of pain. It wasn't Mikhail of course. It was the other wolf with him, whom I assumed was Raphael. He howled, falling to his knees just like the others, his body started to forcibly shift back to his human form. Infuriated, Mikhail rushed towards me, lunging at his full strength. Viktor got into action immediately and tackled him down, then Lawrence, who wasn't far off, charged in

MIKHAIL'S POV "Aren't you scared I might kill Adelina? I still have her bond with me." She threatened. Neither Viktor nor I reacted. Elena's eyes turned bloodshot. Her black wolf is turning restless. She realised the weight of things. That little spell of hers would not work on Adelina anymore. Viktor has secretly used Miranda to get rid of the spell. "Enough of the talking let's end this." I privately mindlinked Viktor. His eyes sparkled and we simultaneously attacked. With Lawrence protecting Adelina I could fight without any worries. When it came to strength, we easily overpowered her, but she was a slippery snail. A painful growl rang from the side. Klaus was delivering the final blow to Duncan. My wolf almost purred in admiration knowing the beta who trained me easily took down an alpha. Terror ran through her eyes. It seemed like she was grinning despite being angry. "Do you want to know how exactly I killed him?" She asked, chills ran down my spine

VIKTOR'S POV Her eyes were unfocused, finding it hard to understand what I was saying. I drew in a deep breath, my finger tip cold from the rain. "I'm sorry Adel, I hope I have protected you better." It was a genuine apology I owed her. She was drawn into a mess she didn't understand. Her chest rose and fell like she was finding it hard to process what I was saying. She grabbed her head and squinted her eyes. I didn't miss a single action, "I don't understand what you are saying. My father was against our marriage. What do you mean?" She blurted. It was a perfectly crafted plan, which she could understand. I gave her my hand, "Would you trust me one last time? Let me show you the truth." Her gaze flickered with hesitation in it. She has been through a lot of betrayal to easily trust me "I won't take you away from the villa. I just want to show you something." I urged. Adel reluctantly placed her hand on my cold palm. A picture of that afternoon she gave me her hand on the

ADELINA'S POV My breath caught in my throat. I wasn't expecting such a sudden confession. The way he was kneeling holding my hand, I could feel him slightly tremble, as if he was scared of me saying no. I did have feelings for him, and I might still have them, but I can't just let go. Why did they treat me like that? "You loved me?" My voice was filled with doubt. He didn't look away and kept on holding my gaze as if he wanted me to see right into his soul. "Mishka..." He blurted. I drew in a deep breath to keep my emotions in place. "Don't call me that? Don't ever say that Mikhail...." "People in love don't hurt each other. You made me seem desperate, you left me hanging in self-doubt, and now you say you loved me..." The words spilt out like a river dam that had just broken free. "I'm sorry..." That was all he could say. My chest tightened. I could not take this. This conversation was over. I stood, tonight had already been enough for me to handle. I s

ADELINA'S POV I didn't even know I was smiling at him. "Thank you," I muttered. He didn't understand why I said those words, but he still held me. He gave me a reason to justify what I felt and I was grateful for that. A yawn slipped out. I was exhausted from all the stress, emotionally, mentally and physically. I just needed to rest. Mikhail clearly wasn't satisfied, but he understood regardless. He picked up his discarded clothes, then fastened his belt before he carried me from the study to the bedroom. The door shut behind us and Mikhail matched to the bed. This was his bedroom if I wasn't mistaken, his cologne was thick in the air The interior wasn’t over the top, it was dark, almost intimidating. Black walls, heavy curtains that swallowed the moonlight, everything neat and sharp. Very organised like Mikhail. Yet it wasn’t lifeless. The faint glow of a lamp cast shadows that moved with him, just like he always loomed over my life.The bed was mas