All Chapters of Alpha Ragnar's Unclaimed Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Please keep your voice down,” I begged, but Denila just shook her head in disbelief, as if she were watching me get sentenced to something horrible.“Are you trying to escape?” Denila asked, this time with a stern expression.I didn’t even realize when a tear began to stream down my cheek, but I nodded silently. Denila looked at me—she didn’t say a word for a few seconds. Then, she just started walking away.“Denila, please,” I pleaded, fear gripping my chest. I thought she might go tell Blaire. After all, it looked like she had just come from her quarters.After taking a few steps, Denila turned, and I could read her expression clearly.“Follow me,” she instructed.I stood there dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to expect—whether it was the right choice or not—but there was no time to ask questions. I hurried after her, praying I hadn’t just made a terrible mistake.Denila led me through a route I had never taken before. The walls were colder here, the lights dimmer. I had no idea whe

All I wanted was to be free. I didn’t think crossing the border would have been such a big deal. Denila’s description either had to be deceiving or severely understated.I find myself running from a pack of rogue wolves. I would have never thought rogues would be lingering at the borderline—thoughtless of an organized group of them.I ran faster than my two legs have ever carried me in my entire life, but compared to the four paws of each rogue parting the sand like water as they hit the ground, the distance was closing fast. Faster than I expected. One shot out from behind a tree and lunged to grab a piece of my clothing.“Kkhh,” I hissed, the bandage wrapping my hand gone, and the sudden motion of my arm was painful—but I didn’t stop running.I took a turn, and somehow, the environment looked exactly like Denila’s description. When I saw the rock incline, my heart—already beating rapidly from the run, sped up even more. But the relief was short-lived.When I reached the edge, I dug

Alpha Ragnar POV“Who are you working for?” Kairus questioned.The man, bound in cuffs on the ground, didn’t answer. He just kept his gaze on Kairus.“What is your plan here? Why did you gather?” Kairus asked again, and still, the man didn’t respond. From where I sat, I gripped my knee, annoyed.We studied them, predicted their movements, managed to ambush them, and captured this man—their leader. But even in his predicament, his pride hadn’t left him, which spoke volumes of both his character and his stupidity.“Don’t dare us,” Kairus said, but the man didn’t flinch. Observing the underlying frustration on Kairus’s face only made the corner of his lips curl up in a small smirk.Kairus was pissed. Without a word, his fist swung, landing a solid punch on the man's face, sending him falling to his side with a tooth dancing out. Kairus grabbed the man again, about to give him another merciless punch—“Enough,” I said, standing from where I sat. Kairus eased his breathing and stepped out

Denila's words pierced through me like a blade. I felt hurt she'd react to my predicament that way. She didn't utter even an apology—not one. But I sighed, dejected by the realization. She had never been on my side since day one, so why was I expecting anything from her? I thought inwardly.Denila started working on undoing the cuffs that bound me to the wall. Soon after, she undid the ones on my wrists, and I plopped into her arms. I hissed, the pain resounding because of the way my body hit hers.She helped me into a chair, after which she straightened my posture. Afterwards, she left the room, leaving me with the silence, only to return after five minutes with a tray of food in her hands. She set the tray on the table beside the chair and arranged the food in front of me.My gaze moved to the dish. It was a small cup with some kind of herbal tea. In the other plate I looked at—it seemed almost like jello, but they were cut into cubes and looked buttered. In the other plate, there w

I wasn’t able to hear their answer. Or rather, they didn’t give an answer before Blaire commanded her goons to take me away.The silence of Borel's men was a big proof of the effect Blaire boastful threat had in the room. I still wished they didn’t make the wrong choice—to follow her.They took me to another room now, and unlike before, I couldn’t map the route we took—my mind was busy with thoughts of what had just occurred.I was dropped roughly into a chair, they took the blindfold off, after, they stood at the far corner of the room, silent like statues while I looked around the room observant.For some reason, the silence wasn’t bliss. I already had the unnerving feeling that it was short-lived. If only I hadn’t been caught.As if on cue, Blaire walked into the room with a plate in her hands. I looked closer, and I realized it was the food Denila had offered me earlier but I had rejected. She grabbed the chair from across the room and dragged it against the floor. When she got to