Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Who Saved Me: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Remi POVI could only stare down at my feet as I was led out of the mansion. The sound of loud music and cheers filled the air, deep laughter mixing in like smoke.My steps became heavy, hesitant. Every movement felt forced. My breathing was shaky, like my own body was resisting what was about to happen.“There she is,” Damon’s voice rang out.The moment he spoke, the crowd quieted, their excitement sinking into a low hum of murmurs.Then I felt his cold hand wrap around my waist, pulling me tightly against him.“We all know there are a lot of restrictions that prevent us from entering the human world,” he began, like he was delivering a speech. Since my face was still covered with a veil, I kept my head down.“For peace, we’ve been trying to blend in with the humans,” Damon continued in a commanding tone. “But what happens… when a human enters our territory?”There was a long pause.Then a deep voice broke through the silence. “Wait—don’t tell me that’s a human?”“Can’t you smell it?

Remi POV“Silver kills werewolves?” I muttered, watching as the guards dragged Elias’s lifeless body across the floor, leaving a thick trail of blood behind.My hand was still trembling, remembering what I had just done.“Mhm,” Damon hummed lazily, then reached out and gently patted my hair. “You did good,” he said with that same wicked smile that sent a shiver down my spine.My gaze shifted, landing on Zanye. Then my hand dropped to his. That silver ring.Doesn’t that mean he isn’t a werewolf? I thought, staring a second longer, watching the way the silver caught the light on his finger.Why the hell would a werewolf wear silver?Before I could spiral further, Damon’s fingers curled gently under my chin, tilting my face toward him.“You’re thinking too much,” he said. “I just told you to return to your room.”I blinked up at him, my thoughts still caught somewhere between Elias’s blood and that damn silver ring, but I nodded anyway.He let go of my chin, and without wasting another s

Remi POV“Actually… I wanted to apologize about what happened last time,” she said quietly. “We took things too far, but I swear I didn’t want to get involved.”I said nothing, just stared at her, trying to find a crack in her expression. But she kept her eyes on the ground.“Ember is very controlling. She forced us… even though most of us were against it,” she added.That was obviously no lie, but still—I wasn’t going to trust her.“I know you don’t believe me. I don’t expect you to. But I really am sorry. And to make it up to you…” she rushed over to the corner, pulled out a small box, then stretched it toward me. “Here,” she said.“What’s this?” I asked, eyeing it without taking it.“A gift,” she said simply. “I heard you can’t step out of the mansion premises, so I got you this while I was out. It’s nothing, really. Please accept it.” Her eyes were wide, giving me the most innocent, pleading look.What’s the worst that could happen? I thought, reaching out and taking the box.But

Remi POVIt was late at night, and I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. After all the tossing and turning, I still couldn’t sleep. So I reached for the stuffed bear, holding it close as the moonlight spilled through the window above me.I smiled faintly, caressing its soft fur, and my mind drifted to a memory from when I was younger.I was eight years old then, back when we were still a happy family. Mom was working for a small company, and Dad had a blue-collar job.It was my birthday. Mom had made a cake and set the table, and we were both waiting for Dad to return so I could blow out the candles. Hours passed, and the sky turned dark. It wasn’t the first time Dad had come home late, but that was the first time he’d almost missed my birthday. I remember thinking maybe he had forgotten.Just when I started to give up hope—when he still wasn’t picking up Mom’s calls—he suddenly burst through the door, breathing heavily and looking disheveled. In his hands was a large stuffed elephant,

Remi POVThwack!Thwack!Thwack!The whip cracked again and again, slicing through the air before slamming onto my bare back.I bit down on my tongue to stifle the screams, but they escaped anyway.“AHHH!”Blood trickled down my skin. It burned like fire, but still, he didn’t stop. If anything, he used more force—screaming about disobedience like the word alone could justify the pain.Another lash. Then another. About twenty more followed. I had screamed so much, my throat felt like sandpaper. My voice was hoarse, and my entire body was going numb.My vision blurred. My head drooped to the side, and through the haze, I caught a glimpse of Ember flashing me one last triumphant smirk before turning her back—Leaving, with Nina following her, not even looking in my direction.I’ve felt hatred before. But nothing—*nothing*—compared to the burning rage I felt for them in that moment.If I survive this… she better pray I don’t. Because if I live, I swear I’ll die making her pay.“Fifteen mo