The Rogue King's Cursed Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

˙❥ VALKYRIE The cold floor and wall of the prison bit into my skin. Hairs on my body rise and itch. Every damn minute here makes me want to throw up, scream. Makes me want to punch something. Not only is the window high but small, barely open enough for perfect sunlight or moonlight to sneak in, yet the cold seems like it's tattooed on the wall. The low glow of the light bulb in the ceiling isn't enough for one to see clearly but thanks to my sharp eyesight. A rat ran past the cell from the door to the window. "Lucky you," I whispered. "Maybe I should be a rat." We've been here for… let me say... hours now and not one sound has been heard from the outside. I still can't believe we were actually put here for going into the woods or shifting. I stared at Azira's calm expression from the periphery of my eyes. I knew those expressions were a façade. An armour or maybe a shield. “I didn't expect this to be so unbearable.” A not-funny, rumbling laughter left my lips, “I mean, I have

★ “Greetings, Alpha Rheagor.” Noura lowered her head in respect to my father, then to Aurora and Blaise, before sitting beside me. My eyes settled deeply on hers. Those smiles were even brighter as she locked gaze with mine, but I wanted to know if there was something hidden beneath those smiles. No, she didn't hear what we said. I told myself. “I would be leaving," I muttered but Noura held my wrist. “I'm just coming and you want to leave?” “Actually…erm... I have something to discuss with Blaise.” I looked toward Blaise, giving him a wink before leaving. We went to my office. The cool air of the office wrapped me whole as I inhaled. It felt like I was constrained earlier in the sitting room. Night was coming, and so was the breeze, shaking the printed, flowered curtain hanging on the window. The light bulb flickered for a moment before it steadied. Books were stacked high on the table, with a quill and ink by the side. Blaise dragged one of the chairs as he sat. I sat on

˙❥ As we crossed the big dungeon gate to the outside, I got struck hard on the face by the morning breeze. Something I haven't felt in days. Tears gathered at the side of my eyes. I didn't know how much being confined could make one feel so dead; so out of life. I dragged my feet through dust and the fallen leaves, every stride heavier than the last. Two guards were outside and they walked behind us while Noura led the way. I watched her straight back as she moved in precise grace and her skin showing under the designed lace around her shoulder blade wasn't just smooth. It seemed like milk in a cream latte. She was perfect. She was the type of person every omega and even I have dreamt of being. With every step she took, I imagined it was me in that royal robe. But something seemed odd. Who gave her the keys to the prison? Why did she release us? Where was she taking us to? Was she ordered by Alpha Ryker or the Alpha king? My head buzzed with questions, and the closeness of t

★ RYKER “A mere omega who went against the law of the Pack was punished accordingly yet you were so adamant on having the keys to the prison?” Nothing prepared me for what I just heard. Noura swirled the glass of black currant wine between her fingers. She's seated on the sofa in the room, the light from the chandelier casting a warm glow on her skin. She didn't look my way as she added. “Why?” My face went slack and I was frozen for a moment as if time itself had stopped. I cleared my throat quickly, masking the shock I felt. I sat up properly on the bed, dropping the book I was holding on the stand by my left. “I really don't get what you're saying. Adamant?” A light chuckle reverberated in my chest. “Don't act like you don't know what I'm saying.” “What if I don't? Because I really don't understand what you're trying to say.” Noura placed the wine glass on the stool before her then crossed her right knee to the other. She stretched her body forward, relaxing on the

˙❥ VALKYRIE I looked around frantically as I slid slowly down the wall. My body rippled with heavy sobs and his words that kept ringing in my head. “When would this cycle end?” I mumbled as I trudged toward the Alpha's building. I will have to learn to get used to the building. To see their faces. Noura, Ryker, Alpha Rheagor. Every eye turned to look at me while I walked but this time, they didn't snicker. They stare. The kind I couldn't decipher. Was it because of the slap I gave the maid or Alpha Ryker who came like a saint, acting like he was my saviour? The building was empty and I took my time to look around. Every time I come to the building, it looks like my first time. The polished chairs, and chandelier always made my mouth open in awe. I made it to the bedroom and collapsed face-flat on the mattress, burying my face into the warmth of the bed sheet with a groan. What now? Just wait in this room for some psycho Alpha to come punish me? Frustration ate at my skin