All Chapters of On The Alphas' Bed: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 142Amber Whyte. A small smile finally curled at her lips. My chest fell in satisfaction after figuring out that her tension had subsided. “Oh, can I come?” Penelope cut in, squeaking in excitement. “I'm not sure, ma'am, but I was told to call only the Luna.” She blurted. Penelope feigned sadness, rubbing her eyes like a toddler. “But they didn't tell me that before leaving for the meeting three hours ago. I didn't know they were back already.” I muttered, trying to put two and two together. “Oh, they've been back for an hour now and they know that you are with Penelope. The reason they hadn't sent me to call you was that they had planned a surprise. They are done now and…it's a very romantic sight.” Her cheeks stained red as she looked away as if she was thinking about the romantic sight.“Oh, fuck, I wasn't supposed to say that.” She gasped and placed her palm over her mouth as she cursed. “It's okay,” I said to her, smiling as I started to imagine what they were up

Chapter 144Amber Whyte.“No!” I tried to scream as I struggled to fight my way out of the thick ropes, but the harder I fought, the deeper it clung to my skin, burrowing into my flesh. Pain descended throughout my body, but this pain wasn't as a result of my flesh burning right before my eyes. It was at the realization that I had been kidnapped and no one knew where I was. Not Penelope. Not the Alphas. Before anyone would suspect anything, I would have been dead and the Isla girl might not have been seen as a suspect. For the first time, I regretted not marking the triplets right after they marked me in their parents’ room.If only I had listened to them, but my stubbornness brought nothing but complications, and ultimately led to my destruction. Now I won't be able to mindlink them. They will never find me. Oh, God. I burst into tears almost immediately, ignoring the pain that nearly blinded my eyes. Fear consumed me whole as my eyes scanned the space again. I was alone.

Chapter 146Kieran's pov. The day dragged endlessly, starting with the elders’ impromptu summons that ruined my morning before it even got started. I could have spent it tossing and turning on the bed, cuddling the love of my life before her best friend came to whisk her away, or hanging out with my brothers, but the elders thought it was a good time to fix their meaningless meeting. Speaking of meaningless meetings, this one stood at the top of the chart. I should have sensed it from the moment the venue changed. Instead of the usual spot that was not too far from the Pack house, they settled on an even farther location, and when we asked, their responses were not tangible. Right from the moment we got there, they kept beating about the bush, dwelling on irrelevant problems that have been solved rather than hitting the nail on the head. Immediately I recognized the pattern, and I quickly mind-linked my brothers to be alarmed as they were acting suspiciously. They hadn't done a

Chapter 148Amber Whyte. I knew I had spent three days in Delilah's captivity when I saw them change their outfits three times. I knew this method was not accurate, but at least it was the only way I could count the days I had spent in this hellhole. I muffled a loud cry and winced in pain as my tears mixed with the blood on my torn lips. It felt like a thousand needles stabbed my open wound at once, but that pain couldn't be compared to the abandonment I felt. It's been roughly 72 hours in this god-forsaken place. 72 hours of waiting. Hoping. Praying. Fighting to stay alive. Pretending to stay strong when I knew Delilah had broken what was left in me just as she promised. 72 hours of enduring the brutality of being bound in ropes coated with wolfsbane. 72 hours of almost dying, but never dying because Delilah would empty a bucket of freezing water on me to revive me.72 hours of attempting to escape and failing woefully after every attempt. Still, there was no sign of help.

Chapter 150Amber Whyte.I nearly groaned loudly in irritation. God, not again. At this rate, I would pluck out my eyes if they fucked right in my face for the ninth time. “She is bored,” She whispered to Jax before landing those cruel eyes on me. I jerked and looked away, swallowing the lump in my throat as I prayed for her to change her mind. “Let us give her something to think about since she also wants to think. Who knows if she was imagining making love to her darling mates?”I bit my tongue, swallowing back the bile that rushed to my throat as my stomach flipped in disgust. “Get an idea.” The smile on Jax's face widened. His eyes narrowed at me cockily.“Let's drink first. It will make it more intense when we get high.” Delilah suggested, while Jax nodded in agreement. Tears stung the back of my eyes as their lips clashed. Delilah moaned as Jax stabbed his tongue down her throat and shoved her head aside to give him more room to suck in her lips. All my life, I've never