All Chapters of A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter one: never will I go to him

Fiona’s POV“Fiona!” Magnus’s voice thundered through the hallway, sharp and commanding. Even from behind the closed door, it made me shiver. His tone wasn’t a request; it was an order like always. My stomach twisted, the knot of anger I kept buried tightening. I took a breath, letting the icy air of my room fill my lungs. Whatever he wanted, I would face it the way I always had: head held high, no matter how much it cost me.I pushed open the door and made my way toward the grand hall, my shoes making sounds against the wooden floor. The sound echoed in the empty corridor, each step a reminder of the silence that ruled this house unless Magnus chose to break it. The shadowy lights overhead flickered as I passed, casting faint shadows that seemed to shrink under his rule, just like everyone else.When I entered the hall, I found him pacing in front of the massive fireplace. His presence filled the room, heavy and suffocating. He turned as I approached, his dark eyes locking onto me a

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

Chapter two: I won't bow to him

Fiona’s POVLogan Blackridge. His name alone carried a reputation of fear__a man colder than ice itself and just as unforgiving. My heartbeat drummed loudly in my ears, but I forced my breathing to stay calm. If I showed even an inch of weakness, I’d be proving everyone right.The fire was moving behind me, but it did nothing to ease the chill crawling down my spine. Magnus had dressed me in a green gown that was too tight to my body, its neckline far lower than I was comfortable with. “Appearances are important,” he’d said. As if a dress would make any difference to the man about to walk through those doors.Suddenly the door opened and there he was.Logan walked in, his coat sweeping behind him, every step deliberate and unhurried. His face was like stone, his gray eyes sharp and piercing as they locked onto me. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. He was taller than I’d imagined, broader too, with dark hair that looked like it had been carelessly raked back. The kind of man who didn’

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

Chapter three: wedding contract

Fiona's POVIt wasn’t the dress that made me feel trapped, though. It was the man beside me, his presence colder than the walls surrounding us.Logan stood at my side, his posture very stiff and his expression unreadable. I could feel the space between us, very big and large as an ocean. His eyes, dull and uninterested, looked over my face as if he was preparing me for something far less personal than what we were about to do. His eyes met mine for only a little moment, a quick glance that lasted no longer than the flicker of a candle before it shifted away. He didn’t care what I thought. He didn’t care what I felt.I wasn’t his wife-to-be in his eyes. I was a tool, a means to an end. The union wasn’t for love or affection. It was for power and as much as I hated it ,, there was nothing I could do to escape it now."Fiona," logan's voice sliced through the silence like a blade, smooth and detached but carrying a faint hint of impatience. "Hold still. You’re fidgeting."I didn't respon

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

Chapter four: under my command

Fiona's pov I stood in the middle of the grand dining room, staring at the long table set with a breakfast I didn’t want. Logan sat at the head, his presence cold and commanding, his focus locked on a heap of papers. He didn’t even look up.I cleared my throat. “I was thinking we could talk about the territory’s management today. I’d like to be involved.”“No.” His reply was sharp, dismissive.My brow raised. “But as your wife.....”“You’re here to play your part, Fiona,” he cut in, his tone like ice. Finally, he lifted his cold, piercing eyes to meet mine. “Not to make decisions. Do what you’re told and stay in your place.”The words I wanted to throw at him burned in my throat, but I bit them back. Fighting him now would only make things worse. Swallowing my frustration, I sat at the far end of the table, as far from him as I could get. The space between us felt like a very large desert.Servants moved around silently, setting a delicate plate of fruit and pastries in front of me.

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

Chapter five: I will escape

Logan's povThe tray in my hand was moving slightly as I climbed up the stairs to the basement. The sound echoed off the cold, stone walls, breaking the oppressive silence. My steps slowed as I reached the heavy wooden door. I’d thought leaving her down here would teach her a lesson, remind her of her place. Instead, all it did was leave me with a stupid restless unease that I couldn’t shake.I tightened my grip on the tray. The scent of the stew I’d reluctantly brought filled the corridor, but the warmth of the meal didn’t match the chill that settled in my chest. I unlocked the door and pushed it open.Fiona was sitting on the floor, her back against the far wall. Her hair was scattered, her clothes wrinkled and filled with dust, but her eyes, those fiery, defiant eyes__met mine immediately. They were sharp, unyielding and filled with a hatred that burned brighter than the weak bulb swinging from the ceiling.She didn’t say a word as I stepped inside. The door creaked shut behind me

Last Updated : 2025-05-22

Chapter six : no escape

Fiona's pov The rough bite of the ropes on my wrists woke me, pulling me out of the darkness. My arms were stretched above my head, tied tightly to the bedposts. My ankles were bound too, making it impossible to move. Panic gripped me as memories of the forest and Logan catching me came rushing back.I yanked at the ropes, but they wouldn’t loosen. Each movement made them dig deeper into my skin. The room around me was unfamiliar, lavish but cold. It screamed of Logan, and when I looked toward the door, there he was.He stood in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the room. Slowly, he stepped inside, the sound of his boots on the floor deliberate, each step a reminder of the control he held.“You’re awake,” Logan said, his voice calm but heavy with something unspoken. He moved closer, his eyes locked onto mine. They held a storm, dark and dangerous, brewing just beneath the surface.“Let me go,” I demanded, though my voice cracked. I hated how weak I sounded.His lips curved int

Last Updated : 2025-05-22

Chapter seven: guilt or love

Logan's povThe room was very quiet, except for the soft uneven rhythm of her sobs. Each sound rose and fell, like a haunting melody in the air, the weight of it settled heavily on my chest, though I refused to acknowledge it.Fiona lay curled on the bed, her slender body trembling as though she were made of glass, moments from shattering. Her wrists raw and bruised from her futile struggles, rested limply against the scattered sheets. Tears streaked her flushed face but her eyes were still burn with fury and disgust.When she turned her head sharply toward me, her movement betrayed the strain of hours spent in resistance. Her gaze, piercing and wild, locked onto mine. The hatred in her voice when she spoke struck like thunder..“I hate you,” she spat, her words trembling yet sharp. “I hate you more than I’ve ever hated anyone in my life”.I smirked, allowing my expression to settle into the cold indifference I’d long perfected. “Good,” I replied, leaning against the wall as though her

Last Updated : 2025-05-23

Chapter eight: I still hate him

Fiona's POVI sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the faint red marks on my wrists. The ropes had left them there, a cruel reminder of the night before. The memory played in my mind like a nightmare that wouldn’t let go. Every word he’d said, every mocking laugh, clung to me, heavy and suffocating.I wanted to scream, to let out all the anger and pain. But instead, I stood up, my legs shaking as I pulled on a simple dress. The house was too quiet, its silence pressing down on me like a weight. I couldn’t stay here__not now.My chest felt tight, my breaths shallow.I needed to see Lila. I needed her comfort, her warmth—someone who would understand.The ride to her house was longer than I had imagined .My hands were so tight on the steering that my knuckles turned white. When I finally arrived, her little home stood like a safe haven. The garden around it was wild but full of life, a very huge difference to Logan's cold and lifeless estate.Before I could even knock, Lila opened the

Last Updated : 2025-05-23

Chapter nine: I refuse to break

Fiona's pov I stared at Logan as he leaned against the stone pillar, his eyes sharp but distant. His words from last night haunted me, echoing in the corners of my mind. That curse he spoke of—not just a story, not just pain—it was a chain. A chain wrapped so tightly around him, it had twisted him into this cold, closed-off man I barely recognized anymore.And yet… I was starting to understand.The curse wasn’t just a burden. It was a poison, slowly taking over anything soft inside him. I saw it now in the way he stood, in the tightness of his jaw, in how he avoided looking me in the eye. I could feel the weight of it pressing down on him. And disturbingly, I could feel something pressing down on me too__pity.I hated that.Logan had dragged me into this world of silence and steel, of rules I never agreed to and cruelties I never deserved. And yet here I was, struggling to suppress sympathy for the man who’d done nothing but make me feel small.He didn’t deserve it. Not after the nig

Last Updated : 2025-05-23

Chapter ten: kiss the wound away

Logan's pov The fight with Rowan had left me breathless, but not from the force of the fight. The physical wounds were nothing new. I have bled before. I have fought harder battles but the weight of what had just happened was different. Rowan’s words still echoed in my mind like the sound of a strike to my chest. He wanted it all. He wanted to destroy everything I’d built.I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to hear him say it, just so I could feel the full weight of it crashing down on me.The cold air cut through my torn shirt, the fabric clinging to my skin, still wet from the sweat and blood of the fight. I hadn’t known how much I relied on my past, on the pride I’d built within this pack, the walls I’d surrounded myself with, the belief that I was untouchable. But now? Rowan had just ripped through all of it like a wolf tearing through flesh.I let out a sharp breath, my hands shaking as I pressed them against my knees, my head bowing low as the bitter taste of regret mixed wi

Last Updated : 2025-05-24

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