All Chapters of CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

He crossed the room in long, powerful strides, heading to the massive king-sized bed in the center of the room and slowly laid me down without breaking off. He hovered over me as his eyes stared deep into mine like there was something he was looking for. I couldn't help but swallow and I didn't know if it was from fear or desire, maybe both. But there was just this look in his eyes I couldn't explain. His lips crashed down on mine again without warning and I moaned, wrapping my arms around him. The rational part of my brain was telling me, girl, do something or this would be the last night you would ever see, but the part that wasn't thinking drew him closer until his chest was pressing against my hardened nipples. There was nothing soft about the way he was kissing me. It was just pure claim, a man who knew what he wanted and went straight for it. His hands started roaming my body, fast and impatient as he squeezed my breast and I arched into the bed. Was this it? Was this how

I pushed the quarters door open and rushed in and everybody's eyes immediately turned to me. I rested my back against the door as I tried to catch my breath. My heart was beating so loud I was sure everyone could hear it and I was visibly shaking. They were all staring at me like they've seen a ghost. I ignored them all as I rushed to my bed and climbed in, immediately covering myself with the blanket. But then the whisper started. ‘How is she alive?’ ‘Nobody has ever come out alive.’ ‘She’s fat and ugly what do you expect?’ I shut out all the voices as I tried not to replay everything that just happened but I couldn't. The memories won't stop rushing back. Those eyes. Hollow, dark, merciless. His strength was something else entirely, how had I survived? Was it luck or was it because I was ugly like they say? No. That look in his eyes, when he had kissed me, it was like he wanted to claim me until whatever it was possessed him and his eyes turned black. I shook my hea

I was going to throw up. The second the mistress called my name, something inside me curled into itself, clawing at my chest like a trapped animal. I stood there frozen, blood draining from my face as every girl turned to look at me. Her smile was thin. Too polite. Too practiced. “Emilia, His Majesty has requested for you.” The entire room went still. I knew what that meant. He had asked for me. Again. I swallowed, but it was like trying to breathe through gravel. My legs refused to move until two guards stepped forward and gripped my arms. Not hard, but firm enough to let me know I had no choice. No say. No power. Not here. As they led me through the corridor, I tried not to breathe too deeply. I knew this path. I recognized the dark marbled tiles, the silence that seemed to twist my guts. I tried not to remember the way he’d looked at me last night. The way his lips had felt, soft but dangerous. That moment he’d kissed me—possessed me—right before his eyes turned black

“No," I repeated as I took a step towards him. “You can take your offer and shove it up your ass where the sun doesn't shine." I didn't see it coming but the next thing I know, my back hit the wall and he wrapped his hand tightly around my neck. "Patience…” He snapped as he glared at me. …"Patience is something I don't have. This is the nicest I've been in my life to anyone and you dare turn me down?!" I clawed at his hand for him to let me go but he only released his hold on my neck but didn't let go. “You're a monster." I choked out, as I shot him a hard look of my own. I didn't care that to him I looked like a scared kitten. “Am I?" He whispered. “Then why aren't you dead yet?" He released my neck, turning his back to me and suddenly the atmosphere became even more thick with tension. So thick it could be cut with a knife. "I'm not going to be your toy.” I whispered as I rubbed my neck. “I gave you a choice…” he turned to look at me. "But not anymore. You're going to

I had to think. I had to think fast. Because trust me when I say I didn't want anything to do with that cursed King. Three days. I had three days before he summoned me again. I had to study this palace, I needed to know what route would be easier for me to make my escape. I tried escaping once and I can do it again. And this time I don't care if the goddess comes down herself, I'm not stopping. I bit my nails nervously as I thought of all the worst scenarios. I could get caught. I could get killed. But fuck it. I'm leaving this place. I'm not going to be a sacrifice for anyone. I climbed out of my bed and was about to make my way to the door when someone suddenly blocked me. It was the blondie again. I really don't know what her problem was with me. But I didn't have time for this. “Get out of my way," I spat impatiently, but she didn't move. “Are you on your way to beg the King to touch you," she said mockingly and I couldn't help but scrunch my nose in disgust. “You know