บททั้งหมดของ Owned By The Rogue Alpha : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

LAYLA The silence hung over me like a thick mist as I looked around the room. He had left very early in the morning.Because he disliked leaving anything undone, he must have left early to supervise pack matters. I felt a pang in my chest and guilt.He was doing too much already and needed rest so he doesn't break down but Del was stubborn.I secretly hoped that I could relieve him of some of his troubles even if only temporarily. With gentle footsteps on the floor, my maids entered as the door softly opened. They bowed and began arranging the table to set breakfast for me.After everything that had happened, the delicate arrangements, the fine china and the little luxuries that had once been so reassuring now seemed far away.“Good morning, Luna Layla,” one of the maids, Anna said , smiling gently. After setting the tray on the bed next to me, she took a step back and the other maid did the same. “Your meal has been prepared.” With a voice still heavy with sleep, I answered .”Thank

LAYLA Everything appeared the same but nothing felt normal—it was like entering a room immediately following a storm. Del’s guards formed a close circle.He had said this was the best way to find out what was happening, an interrogation but then they had found out something else. A guard in another pack, rumours had it that he was speaking to a man and that it might be Drake.Their faces were grim and their heads were bent. The quietness was excessively loud and dense. At first, I didn’t see Del. Then I heard it . A voice. Low. dangerous. “Loyalty is not a word I use carelessly.” Del stated. I backed off, gasping for air and hid just far enough behind the open door to be seen without being noticed. Del was standing in the middle, his eyes dark with rage, his shirt sleeves rolled up. One of the guards, Micah, I believe was on his knees trembling and covered in blood. He had been beaten by fellow guards to a pulp for what he did but he had kept swearing that it wasn't Drake. Everythin

LAYLA It was very difficult and I knew it was a very tough decision for him to make too.I didn't want to look at him.My eyes stayed fixed on the dying fire in the hearth, the soft gleam fluttering across the room and I wanted the fire to burn again, so it could have me staring at it and help in distracting me.Del Morino stood across from me, near the table. He hadn't said anything for a while. But I could feel the weight of his eyes on me, heavy, tires eyes. Strong, steady but not cold. He was thinking too, thinking of a way to solve this huge problem that hung over us. He didn't want me to go, I know but he had to keep me safe.“ You’re angry, ” he said suddenly after Finn had gone, he wanted me to say something because the silence was freaking oppressive too.I swallowed, shaking my head. “No. I just don't want to go. ” it was the truth but I would die here if I stayed.He took a slow step forward. “ I wouldn’t ask you if there was another way. ” he paused and looked at me to ma

DRAKE The early stank of old fish and urine. The walls around me were cracked, stained by years of rot and neglect."You are late, "I muttered into the darkness barely carrying my anger. A low chuckle answered me as I heard boots approaching then stopped before me A man's voice rough, a little shaky, like he had smoked too much or seen too much for one lifetime sounded from the darkness. I already knew who it was but I was angry that he was late. "Better late than never, Drake," he said.I tensed, my wolf pacing beneath my skin, restless and resisting the urge not to slap him. I hated dealing with fools, men who couldn't stand up for themselves, men who were too scared to show their faces, too slippery to even trust. But tonight, I didn't have a choice I needed information more than ever and my patience was already wearing thin. But, tonight I needed him more than I hated him."Any news?" I asked dryly.He didn't step forward. Maybe he was scared to. Only his voice drifted closer

DRAKESilence hung over the night. The wind held its breath too. I was standing close to the cliff's edge looking down at the dark twisting road below. Layla's convoy would soon pass— according to what the fool had told me but the moon goddess knew that I really didn't believe him.Who knows he might be talking trash because he was just after the goodies I gave to him. The money bag filled with coins and something was telling me some of his information might be half baked.Hell.I rubbed the only eye I had left and felt a slight pain on the other one.The trees were still haunted by her ghostly scent. The scent that I had been trying to get back into my nose. I missed it though.As he lit a cigarette next to me, Ty whispered .“She’s not yours anymore.”I made no reply to the fool, he was trying to get me angry.Considering that he was mistaken. I still loved her. A little though.She would always belong to me. The fact that I had turned her down, rejected her then didn't matter. Even