บททั้งหมดของ Caged by the Alpha's obsession : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Chapter 21 AMARA I had just finished healing myself. The burning pain in my back was gone. My breathing slowed, but my hands still shook. My power had taken a lot from me in making me feel better, and my head felt light. I wondered how I was going to replenish my magic since I wasn't allowed out of the room. The door opened without a knock. Clara rushed in, her eyes wide like she had been running. “Amara!” she called. I stood, before I could respond or even brace myself for her impact, she collided into me and wrapped her arms around me like she feared she was going to lose me. I staggered a couple of steps backwards steadying myself before my hands shot up and wrapped around her holding her tight like I thought she might also leave me. For a moment, it felt like we were safe, like the walls couldn’t touch us. But the smell of damp stone and metal reminded me where we were — in the chains of a deranged Rogue Alpha with no means of escaping.... Caged Forever. She pulled back an

CHAPTER 23 STEFAN The morning air felt heavy when I opened my eyes. Kai was already in my room. He stood near the wardrobe, pulling out clothes like he owned the place. “Get up,” he said without looking at me. “You have a meeting.” I sat on the bed for a moment, rubbing my neck. “Are you dressing me now?” “Someone has to,” he shrugged like it didn't sound weird. “You’re meeting the Italians. You should at least look like you didn’t crawl out of a fight.” I smirked. “You care now? Don't forget I'm your Alpha?” He turned, holding a black shirt. “And don't forget I'm your beta." I cut him a look and he sighed defeatedly. " Look, let's cut the crap. I know what you do in the human world. And lest you forget — while you're a Mafia — you're also Alpha to the most powerful pack. You carry both worlds on your back. And you know that we need you alive more than you need us.” I laughed once, short and dry. “That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.” “I’m not sweet,” he shakes h

CHAPTER 25 RAVENNA I stood there, still feeling the sting on my neck, my hands shaking. My heart pounded hard in my chest, not from fear but from rage. I could still smell him on me. His scent clung to my skin like chains I didn’t ask for. He had no right to do this to me. And even though it was what I wanted all these while but not in this manner. Not when he thinks I'm a traitor sleeping with his rival and the only way to be taught a lesson is by keeping me bound to him. It was just an act of dominance. He'd been stalling marking me for a while giving me different excuses but he just did it. I stepped toward him, still clutching my neck. “What the hell was that, Stefan?” My voice came out sharper than I intended it to be. He turned, his eyes dark, his chest rising and falling like he’d been running. “Ravenna,” “Don’t you Ravenna me!” I snapped. “You think you can just put your mark on me like I’m some trophy you own?” His jaw tightened. “It wasn’t —” “It wasn’t what?” I cu

Chapter 27AMARA The music began slowly, a heavy beat like a steady heart. I could hear as we marched through the hallway. "Don't forget what we agreed on, okay?" Clara's smooth voice glided over me, and I nodded. As soon as we stepped out into the dim light, my eyes found Ragnar. It was like my body was being controlled, and I knew he'd be there—sitting at the far end of the room, the shadows cutting his sharp face, but his eyes burned holes in me, like he could see through me. His stare pinned me down like chains. I could not look away. My lips curled, small and defiant, because I knew he hated this. He had come to watch. He wanted to see if I would slip, if I would forget myself before his clients. Likewise, he wanted to know if we'd fuck him up, and I loved the fear. I wanted him to watch. And I sure as hell would give him a show. I raised my hands, wrapping my fingers around the cold pole, and let my hips sway. The light blurred around me. The stares blurred. I shut them out

Chapter 29AMARA I lay awake for a while after Ragnar left, his words still echoing in my mind. You will beg me… He had said it with such certainty that it made my chest burn with anger."What did he mean by my bloodline, by the ritual, by Stefan? Does he want to kill Stefan?" The thought alone made my stomach crawl and my heart race "If he was after Stefan, how would I inform him of the danger without Ragnar knowing? How would I leave this place without one of the Ryder men spotting me?” I wanted to ask, but I would rather not give out any detectors I cared about to Stefan lest he begin investigating and find out I had a thing with him. Or he knew what happened between us. I was speechless by the time he made his comment and left, and kept on staring at the door, replaying his words and not knowing what to do. "Ragnar is a madman. And he's probably just saying that to make me scared. He's trying to rattle me so I'd consent to his fuck-up ritual.” I shook my head, and instead of