All Chapters of Enslaved to the Mad Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

162 Chapters

131: Romantic affair

Kali’s POVI know by now Emmett already knows I'm not Kora.But what I am confused about is why he hasn't called me for questioning.Emmett isn't the type to let things go so easily and being deceived was just crossing the line.But he had missed in the hospital. That has to mean something, right? Right?Who am I kidding, Emmett still hates me.He always has and he always will. I know it. Love and affection was not in the books for someone like me.I just have to brace myself for his anger.Everyone does it, why wouldn't he?A defeated sigh escaped my lips.The sun had set, and I walked through the training ground.If Emmett wouldn't be around to train me, I might as well do so myself.The ground was eerily quiet. All the warriors had returned to their position.This was the perfect time for my training.I rolled my shoulders. I faced the training dummy glaring at me mockingly.I picked up a wooden stick, struck once.That wasn't so bad.I struck again, with more effort.The s

132: Engaged. Again.

Zara’s POVI poured the hot black coffee into a cup, letting the vapor escape through the window, sunlight peaking through.The coffee smeared my throat, enough for me to forget the gnawing thought I had all morning.Ike.The accident had gotten him badly and even though he was trying to down play it, I could see how much he was struggling.And giving the sunflower disease already killing him from the inside, I don't know how much time he still has left. And I was nowhere near finding the shadow wolf. I had hoped to get some kind of lead by going to Redpeak but all that did was almost get every one killed. “Ow,” I winched as the hot coffee burned my tongue.“Son of a….” I cut myself off as the silhouette figure appeared on my front porch.I drew the curtains and peaked further, and saw…. Isaac!“What the hell is he doing here?” Isaac was dressed in a casual fit for a summer day, a clean polo with pants and…. Bouquet of flowers?A pang of guilt hit me.Things hadn't ended well be

133: Punishment

Kali's POV. I sat quietly at Emmett’s home office. The white walls mocking me while the air conditioner prickled my skin. Shivering from the cold, and was tempted to turn it off. But I didn't want to make him more angry than he already is. Emmett had seen the awkward position. He has clearly warned me to stay feet apart from Aiden. My heart slammed loudly in its ribcage, I fear it may leap out anytime. I clutched my chest, shut my eyes and breathing slowly. A trick I had learn from Aiden whenever I fett so anxious “I told you to stay away from Aiden?” His tone was calm, which was a bit surprising. “Didn't I?” He sat behind his mahogany desk, his head still bandaged. He looked to have lost a few pounds, but he looked better than before, when his face was pale. “I happened to bump into him while I was at the training house.” I said in a breath. It wasn't all a lie. His eyes darkened, the calm in tone slipping off. “You bumped into him?” he emphasized, sha

134: In the Shadows

Kora’s POV"This is the third time I talked about my clothes," I hollered at a lady, not much older than I am. "They're as dirty as you, why not do me a favor and wash it off."She nodded quietly then picked up my laundry, storming out of my room.Mother walked into the dining, her make perfectly made and her smile glorious."How are you feeling today, Kora?" She started softly but I could tell something was off."Everything is fine mom. I'm just mad at how incompetent these maids can be." Readjusting myself while eating.“You shouldn't be yelling like….” Hera was saying but I cut her off.“The stupid maid couldn't do anything,” I barked, slamming my hands on the table. “Nobody in this house is capable of doing anything.”Hera Rose, “you will not speak to your mother like that.”“Oh I will mom. First off, father hasn't done anything to get me to go into Alpha Emmett's territory. I should be his Luna for goddess sake.” Fury crossed my face, “secondly, that bastard son of a nobody,

135: Kora?

Kali's POV It has been two days since Emmett scolded me. Two days since he had last spoken to me. Not even a glance And honestly, I hated it. Silence was worse, than shouting, than anything. All my life I've been used to scolding me for something I did wrong, at least then, I knew something I did wrong Now, I'm completely left in oblivion. I didn't even know what to do to deserve this treatment. Ike has also recovered, and he too was keeping quiet. I felt guilt, I didn't know why. It ate me alive. Ura kept rummaging my closet in search for the perfect clothes. Orders from Emmett. I asked her servally where he was taking me to buy she doesn't say. “Do you think it's what I said?” I asked abruptly, standing with only a bra and shorts. Ura turned to me, confused “ I don't understand.” “The Alpha has been avoiding me for two days. I was wondering why” I said, hugging myself. Ura sighed holding a black dress, “if the alpha is avoiding you, doesn't it mea

136: Talk to Ike

Zara's POV I woke up with a heaviness sitting on my chest like wet cement.For a moment I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling wrong in a way I couldn’t name. My body felt like it had run a marathon without me. My thoughts were sluggish, tangled, unwilling to line up in neat rows.I felt terrible.But I shoved the feeling aside.Today was not the day to fall apart.Today I was going to try. Really try. For Isaac.This time I would do everything right. No hesitation. No looking over my shoulder at ghosts with familiar eyes and dangerous smiles. Isaac was steady. Isaac was safe. Isaac loved me.After work, I would go see Ike and tell him. Tell him clearly. He cannot kiss me anymore or ever tell me he loves me. He lost that right long ago.I forced myself out of bed.The floor was cold under my feet as I crossed to the shower. The hot water beat against my skin, steam filling the small bathroom, and I stood there longer than I needed to, letting it wash over me like it could

137: A woman?

Zara's POV Suzie killed the engine in front of Emmett’s house, and the sudden silence felt louder than the drive over. The mansion loomed ahead of us. Even at night it didn’t look like it slept. Lights glowed in a few upper windows, and the iron gates behind us groaned shut with a finality that made my stomach tighten. Suzie glanced at me, her fingers still resting on the steering wheel. “Is this really what you want to do?” I kept my eyes on the house. On the path leading to the front door. “I need to talk to him,” I said. “You can move in without talking to Ike,” she pointed out gently. “You don’t owe him a final speech. You don’t even owe him anything.” “I am not doing this for him. I am doing this for me. I need closure.” Suzie snorted softly. “Closure is overhyped. Most of the time it’s just reopening something that was already scabbed over.” I chuckled despite the nerves clawing at my insides. “That’s… oddly poetic.” “I bake for a living. I think about layer

138: Fuck you.

Zara's POV I walked toward the guest house with my thoughts spiraling faster than my feet. A woman. The word echoed in my head like a taunt. Who could she be? Was Ike seeing someone? The idea shouldn’t have bothered me. We weren’t together. We hadn’t been for three years. He was free to move on, free to fill his space with whoever he wanted. But still. My mind, traitorous thing that it was, began flipping through possibilities. Was it someone from his past? I tried to remember if he had ever mentioned another woman before me. He hadn’t. It could be Euphoria. But she broke up with him. She had walked away. Why would she be back? Unless… Unless they were getting back together. My heart squeezed painfully at the thought, like an invisible fist had closed around it. I stopped walking for a second, forcing myself to breathe. This is ridiculous, I told myself. You are overthinking this. You came here for closure, not to unravel over hypotheticals. And even if he was with s

139: Don't

Zara's POV I padded barefoot to the kitchen cabinet, the tiles cold beneath my feet, the silence in my house suddenly feeling too loud. My chest felt tight. Heavy. Like something had wedged itself between my ribs and refused to move.I pulled out a bottle of wine and grabbed a glass. I needed something to numb the ache in my chest.And alcohol was my best bet.Ike hadn’t fought for me.Not even a little.No anger. No jealousy. No protest. Just that stupid, infuriatingly calm “okay.”Okay.The word echoed in my head again and again until it started to feel like rejection all over again.I poured a glass with shaky hands and downed it in one swallow. It warmed my throat as it slid down. I poured another before I could second guess myself and drank that too. My eyes stung, but I blinked the tears back stubbornly.I should be happy.This was what I wanted. A clean break. A fresh start with Isaac. I don't want to be with Ike. I already made that decision, long before I got back together

140: Harder

Zara's POV My breath caught in my throat. His finger traced the seam of my shorts, slow and deliberate, pressing just enough to make my hips jerk forward involuntarily. A soft, traitorous whimper escaped before I could trap it. Ike’s lips curved—barely a smile, more a predator’s satisfaction. “Still lying to yourself?” he murmured against my ear, voice rough like gravel. I wanted to shove him. To scream that he was wrong, that this was nothing, that Isaac was the one who mattered. But my body wasn’t listening. My thighs trembled as he hooked a finger beneath the fabric, brushing bare skin. Heat bloomed low in my belly, sharp and insistent. My nails dug into his chest through his shirt. “I hate you,” I breathed. He chuckled darkly. “I know.” Then his mouth crashed against mine. It wasn’t gentle. It was teeth and hunger and three years of everything we’d never said. I kissed him back just as hard, biting his lower lip until I tasted copper. He growled into my mouth, the soun

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