All Chapters of Chosen By Four Alphas : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dante MilburnRonan’s hazel eyes widened, but he didn’t fight me, his arms vibrating by his sides instead with barely concealed rage.“What the hell are you doing? Goddamn you, let me go!” He growled, and I felt Caius tense up beside me as his low curse reverberated in the silence.“You thought I wouldn’t find out? You fucking pig?” I snarled, flashing my fangs dangerously close to his face and hearing the dismal rap of his heartbeat shooting up.“Did you fucking think I wouldn't smell that wench on you?” I bellowed, roaring in his face and feeling Caius stiffen behind us. “What the hell are you guys talking about? What wench?” Ronan’s breath came faster, and a vein bulged oddly in his temples as his eyes narrowed on my face but he didn’t deny it. His lips stretched to a firm line instead.It was our first argument since the day I met him, and it couldn't have hurt more than it did.“The fucking Confessor, Ronan,” I spat blithely, baring any hesitations i’d had before.“That bitc

Amara EldwoodThe wan blue light from outside came through the serrated bars that were so high up the groundsmen workers who built the cell could have more practically stuck it on the roof.“Amenie? Are you there?” I whispered, not trusting myself to speak as I squinted around the freshly polished stone floor and the mess of blond hair tangled up in the porcelain sink.Was she shedding? Horror wrapped a firm hand around my heart and I hesitated only feet away from the small prisoner bunk bed.Amenie was huddled up in the far corner, her once-neat, full blond hair now matted with grime, torn in places that revealed her yellowish scalp. Her dress the same pale white all the prisoners wore was torn at the sleeves, and I swallowed hard when I saw the large red welts beneath her fingers where she was still scratching at her skin.No…no, no! This was much worse than I had imagined!Had the woman become a shell of herself completely?!“Amenie? Its Mara…Mara Eldwood? I’m here to talk—” I tri

Selene WillowsThe backrooms of the infinity Fortress had become as familiar as the gnarled veins on the back of my hand.It was early, and the root gardens were quiet, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and spicy herbs. Time felt like a wispy thing when I knelt between the twisted trees roots, cupping my hand to the dark soil and feeling its power vibrate under my palm.“There you are,” I hissed finally, digging with my fingers and the small palm-sized space the Hades’ horde had once given me from my sojourns in The Darkness.I glanced wildly around the dense shrubbery, knowing I was hunkered down low enough that none of the servants if they happened to pass by would see me.Yet, my neck coiled with tension and a cold sweat beaded the furrowed plains of my forehead.I needed to be quick. Summoning a poisoned plant I’d buried in the dark woods into a protected fortress was no small feat.It had taken careful precision and spells for me not to fuck this up and end up with a st

Selene WillowsNight descended quickly after I shut myself up in my room and the echo of the Infinity wolves quieted down in the black-bricked apartment buildings surrounding mine.I could feel the frenzied pull of adrenaline draining the sleep from my eyes as I paced the small room, flicking my wrists and sending the fire burning in the hearth out with a whoosh of wind.“Where the hell is he? Come on dammit! I don't have time to waste!” I hissed through clenched teeth, glancing out the window and cringing at the swing of searchlights as it spanned the dimly lit lot.Black and red candles burned low in small silver upholstery, their wax pooling like blood on the serrated cups of the holders. My reflection in the small oval mirror was wlmost ghoulish. All pitch-black hair and blood-red lips with eyes like polished charcoal. A knock came on the wooden door, two raps…hard and deliberate, and I fought the urge to grin wildly.“What took you so long?” I purred, glancing this way and tha

Dante MilburnThe scent of burning timber and charred flesh dragged me from sleep, and the metallic scent of blood hurtling through the air made my wolf wide awake.I was moving before my eyes fully opened, boots slamming against stone as I tore through the walls of the my chambers, out under the lightning sky of the morning. The air was thick with smoke, the distant orange glow of flames licking at the dungeon clearing visible even from where I stood. My wolf snarled beneath my skin, claws unsheathing as I burst out into the courtyard where a string of elites had gathered to watch the gruesome scene. Chaos. “Send for Strauss! Prepare the royal infirmaries! Move!” my thundering Alpha bark made some of the wolves spring into action, and anxiety sprung tight knots in my gut when I caught Caius’s strained face through the smoke.He was dressed in his pajamas set, checkered and red, to match the sleepless line under his riveting gray eyes.He was angry…enraged even, I could tell fro