All Chapters of The Beta and The Lost Heiress: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Sophia headed to the room and looked over her shoulder. “I’ll be waiting,” she said to Jake.The moment she closed the door behind her, Jake turned to me. I could see the panic in his eyes.“You can do this.” I assured him.“But I’ll need you. I can’t... it’s just—she doesn’t do it for me. I need you there.”I knew exactly what he meant, and a part of me was relieved at that thought. This beautiful lady isn't at all appealing to him.“I don’t know if she’d want that. I’d have to ask.”He nods.And together we head into the room to join Sophia.She’s lying on the bed, completely naked, when we walk in.Jake immediately turns away.I was doing this to him; I was pushing him against his will, and yet he was willing to do it all for me.There’s no look of panic on Sophia’s face and I guess that’s a good sign.“Sophia, I wanted to—”“It’s fine. I don’t mind you being here. We were told to expect this.” She said easily with a smile, and I can’t deny I do like this girl, even if the thought

Rafaele sat strapped to a metal chair. His eyes swollen shut and faintly turning purple, bruises covered almost every inch of his face, and blood dripped down his nose. I had to give it to him, he was Iron-willed.I wiped my blood-stained hands on a piece of clothing. We’d been at this for at least twenty hours, and the bastard still wasn’t giving in. My knuckles were raw from punching the shit out of him.I returned to the Observation Room, where Rex sat. The audio system and one-way glass ensured he was listening and watching every exchange with Rafaele. “He’s not saying a damn thing. Honestly, I might as well put a bullet in his head.”“Perhaps we just might.” Rex agreed, taking out his gun. .Rex hardly ever visited the Torture Room—he preferred working behind the scenes. He had an image to protect. I, on the other hand, didn’t.Now, he stood over the youngest Callister, a gun aimed at Rafaele’s head.Rafaele might’ve been a valuable asset, but if we couldn’t get anything out o

WRAITH’S POVI’d always known Rex never trusted Tessa. It made sense, considering her connection to the Callisters, but today he had crossed a line.I led Tessa back into my wing.“Wraith—”“You don’t owe me any explanation.” I cut in. “I don’t believe a single word he said. I trust you, Tessa.”I leaned down and took her lips in mine. She kissed me back, just as desperately. Tears streaked down her face, and I tasted them on her lips.I caused this. I shouldn’t have taken her down there. I knew it, and yet I did it anyway. I’d never stop hurting her, not if I remained here in this pack. She wasn’t safe here; damn, I’d seen the look on Rex’s face, and I knew she was in more danger than I’d ever realized.I took her delicate hands in my blood-stained ones. “I’m so fucking sorry. I have a lot of things to apologize for. You deserve better than this—you deserve to be happy, and all I’ve done is the opposite of that.”“I’m happy.” She cuts in. “You’re all I need to be happy.”But she does

I woke up gasping, everything that happened rushing back all at once like some horrible nightmare.It took minutes for my eyes to adjust to the dim light.Where was I?Barricades, a single bed, and a stainless-steel toilet bolted to the wall—this was a cell.A cell in the dungeons.I tried lifting my hands when I felt the ache. The gunshot.I’d faintly remembered the healers working on me, but I’d thought it a dream.“Wraith?” I called, but there was no response.gods, I was tasty, my throat so dry it hurt to speak.Outside the cell, all there was was a walkway that seemed to stretch on and on. The dim bulb flickered, then went off, plunging me into darkness. And I panicked, but it came back on after a few minutes.The cell was too small—too tight. A claustrophobic feeling settled over me, and suddenly it felt too hard to breathe. I staggered to the cell door, banging on it.“Let me out!” I scream at the top of my lungs, ignoring the pain. “Please… let me out!” “I’m sorry!”My throa

I had to find out how she got in possession of the Nightshade potion. That meant I’d have to meet her.But I wasn’t ready to see her. I didn’t know if I’d ever be.Rex gave my shoulder a pat before leaving my wing. .This was the last place I wanted to be.I came to a stop before her cell. She wasn’t on the bed. She was seated at the darker corner of the cell.“Wraith.” She gasped the moment she spotted me, and inside, my heart clenched. No, it bruised, like it had been torn out of my chest and dragged across a tarred road.She stepped into the dim light, and I clenched my jaw, trying to hold back the strange emotion settling over me. She was considerably thinner and pale, her eyes red from crying, and her hair so tangled I considered sending for a brush.I unlocked the cell-door, intentionally leaving the key in its locks before walking in.“I’m so sorry, Wraith.” She pleaded.“Stop. Stop apologizing. Now I need an explanation, one that makes sense.”She nods and takes a seat on the