All Chapters of The alpha king's slave mate: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Celeste's povI counted the drips of water falling somewhere in the darkness. One hundred and forty-three. One hundred and forty-four. One hundred and forty-five.It was the only way to keep my mind from falling apart completely. The only way to stop myself from screaming until my throat bled or clawing at the walls until my fingernails tore off. I had been in this cell for two days now or maybe three. Time moved strangely in the dark and I could not tell anymore if I was awake or sleeping or somewhere in between.The rats had gotten bolder. One of them bit my ankle during the night and I woke up thrashing and sobbing. The wound still throbbed and I knew it would get infected eventually. Everything in this dungeon was filthy and diseased and rotting.I needed to get out. I needed to escape before I went mad or died or both.Footsteps echoed down the corridor and I lifted my head from where it rested on my knees. The sound was different this time. Lighter and hesitant not the heavy con

Celeste's povI threw myself through the nearest door and slammed it shut behind me. My hands scrabbled for a lock or a bolt or anything that would hold but there was nothing. Just smooth wood and iron hinges.Mother was gone. The shadows had taken her. I heard her scream one last time before the door cut off the sound and now there was only silence and the thundering of my own heartbeat.I pressed my back against the door and waited for the shadows to break through. I waited in fesr for those terrible hollow faces to appear and feel my life draining away into the darkness.But nothing happened.Slowly I became aware of my surroundings. The smell hit me first. Bread, herbs and something roasting. I was not in the dungeon anymore. The floor beneath my feet was wood not stone. Light filtered through high windows. Real daylight not torchlight.I was in the kitchens.I must have found a service stairwell. Some passage the servants used to bring food down to the guards. I stumbled away fro

Celeste's povI ran until my lungs burned and my legs felt like they would collapse beneath me. The soldiers' shouts followed me through the twisted streets. More voices joined the hunt, boots pounded on cobblestones and whistles shrieked in the distance signaling my location to other patrols.I ducked into an alley and pressed myself against the wall gasping for air. My vision swam with black spots. I could not keep running. My body was already failing after days in the dungeon with almost no food or rest.A hand clamped over my mouth and yanked me backward into darkness.I tried to scream but the hand tightened. Another set of hands grabbed my arms and pulled me through what felt like a doorway. The world spun. I heard the scrape of wood on stone and then sudden silence.The hand released my mouth and I sucked in air ready to fight or flee or both."Quiet," a male voice hissed. "You want to lead them right to us?"My eyes adjusted to the dim light. I was in some kind of cellar or ba

Celeste's povI ran.The creature crashed through the bush behind me impossibly fast for something so large. I could hear its breath like wind through a cave. I could feel the ground shaking with each massive step and smell something wild and bloody that made every animal part of my brain scream in terror.I dove behind a tree just as the creature lunged. Its claws raked the bark where I had been standing leaving gouges deep enough to fit my arm inside. I scrambled away on hands and knees not caring about dignity or direction just needing to move.Then suddenly the forest opened into a clearing and I stumbled to a halt.The creature was gone. The sounds of pursuit had vanished. I spun around wildly but saw nothing except trees and shadows and that strange glowing moss."Hello Celeste."I froze. I knew that voice.Kael stepped out from behind a tree. Not the Kael with red glowing eyes and shadow magic. This was the Kael from before. The prince who smiled and laughed and made me feel li

Celeste's pov Lyra had shook her head and stormed inside as of she had been instructed to. They dragged me through corridors of white stone and silver that made Moonstone's castle look like a hut. Everything here was beautiful and clean. The air smelled like night-blooming flowers instead of fear and decay. Servants moved freely without flinching. No shadow marks stained the walls.This was what a kingdom looked like when it was not ruled by a monster.The throne room doors opened and my breath caught. The chamber was enormous with vaulted ceilings painted to look like the night sky. Silver lanterns hung from chains casting soft light across polished marble floors and at the far end sat a man who could only be the king.Former king Aldric was old but not frail. He had Lyra's storm-gray eyes and the same sharp intelligence in his gaze. Indeed her mother was his daughter He wore deep blue robes trimmed with silver and a circlet of moonstone rested on his white hair. Beside him stood a