All Chapters of Adored by my ruthless alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Andre's POV I was sitting behind my desk while I was listening to some letter which was delivered by one of the alphas I was battling with."So he wants to make his daughter the sacrificial lamb, well that's interesting," I said with a dark smile. I was not expecting that the alpha who cherished and always protected his daughter could actually give her up."Prepare an entourage, we will be visiting his pack," I instructed. I sank into my chair while different thoughts ran through my mind.I had always heard rumors about his daughter not having a wolf but I had not verified it and I had no idea if it was true.I closed my eyes to let my thoughts wander. I guess I will find out the truth tomorrow. I didn't go to my room and this was because I was haunted by dreams while in my room. No one knew about this except me and I was willing to let it stay that way. The next day, I woke up and freshened up. I don't know why I was excited just by the fact that I will be visiting the pack and not

Andre's POVOn seeing the intruder stiffen, I retracted my gaze and turned to look at something else. I didn't know why but I was not happy seeing that she looked scared. Was she scared because of me? I had no idea when I started to care about others.I could see her whisper something to the person who came in with her and I guessed that might be her maid.She turned to look at me and I could see the shock and fear reflect in her eyes. I was about to ask who she was but Langford beat me to it and I was able to get the intruder's identity."Zara, please have your seat," Langford said and she slowly walked towards the table.Then her father's beta growled at her which caused me to feel displeased. I could sense the hate in his voice for her and though I was curious, I didn't ask questions. The answers to the questions I had will unfold themselves."Zara," I said this name in my mind and I felt drawn towards her. She was very beautiful but her eyes looked lifeless. She looked like she d

Andre’s povShe embarrassed me.In front of my entire council.She stormed into that chamber like she owned the godsdamned mountain, flung her accusations like daggers, and dared to look me in the eye as if I was some boy who needed scolding.Zara.The wolf-less girl I’d kept quiet out of pity, tucked into the darkest corner of my palace because I didn’t know what to do with her.And now, she was demanding to be seen.Demanding rights.As if being my mate gave her power over me.My wolf stirred violently beneath my skin, restless, torn. He wanted her closer, always closer but another part of me, the Alpha, the ruler, the man forged from war and betrayal… wanted to teach her a lesson.She didn’t understand who I was.But she would.Tonight.I didn’t speak to her after the council chamber.Not when she tried to follow me.Not when she shouted my name as I disappeared down the hall.I gave a single command to the guards outside her cell-like quarters.“Bring her to the red wing. Now.”Th

Andre’s POVShe’s changed.I saw it the second she walked into the dining hall days ago head high, shoulders squared, eyes that didn’t lower when they met mine. It was only a flicker, a single heartbeat in the chaos of morning chatter, but it unsettled me more than I will ever admit.Zara.The fragile girl I dragged into this palace. The wolf-less mate I had convinced myself I could ignore. The one I paraded before my concubines to prove she was nothing. She should have broken.She didn’t.And that makes her dangerous.I sit in the council chamber now, half-listening to my advisors drone on about border patrols and trade disputes, but all I see is her. The image of her sitting at the far end of the table, speaking to the maid with a voice that didn’t tremble. The way the warriors glanced at her and then at me, curious, almost entertained, waiting for me to react.I didn’t.But inside? My wolf clawed against my skin, restless, furious, possessive.“She is still here,” he growls in th

Andre’s POVThe council chamber has long since emptied, but their whispers still echo in my skull.“Why ask her?” “Since when does the Alpha seek his Luna’s voice?” “Has she bewitched him?”I should not care what the vultures think. Their tongues wag like carrion birds, useless unless I command them to tear into flesh. And yet my chest burns with the memory of their stares when I turned to Zara.When I let her speak.I should never have done it.I pace the length of my private chamber, muscles wound tight, wolf prowling beneath my skin. He has been restless for days, clawing at me, snarling every time she leaves the room. Tonight he is worse, his growls vibrating through my bones.She is ours, he hisses. Claim her. Protect her. Listen to her.I bare my teeth. “She is nothing.”But the lie curdles in my throat.Because in truth, she is not nothing.The way she stood in council chin lifted, voice steady despite the weight of my gaze haunts me. I expected her to crumble, to stammer, to e