All Chapters of Ruin Me, Alpha: Breaking The Enemy's Daughter: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sleep, when it finally came, brought no relief at all. Drifting in and out of consciousness, I tossed and turned in the small cot I lay in, sweat pouring out of my pores as I struggled with the drift.I was just drifting into unconsciousness when it hit me.A scream. A vague, bloodcurdling scream of a child. It tore through my mind like claws raking against glass, high and desperate and filled with such raw agony that my entire body convulsed.I jolted awake, my own scream joining the scream still reverberating in my skull.But the scream was gone, leaving only its aftermath. Which was somehow much worse. A flood of emotions that weren't mine. Grief so profound it felt like drowning. Terror that made my hands shake uncontrollably. A desperate need for someone who would never come.The emotions crashed over me in waves. Abandonment, rage, a love so fierce it hurt to feel, and underneath it all, a bone-deep loneliness that made me want to curl up and weep."No," I whispered, but tears

Leah“The king ordered a change of room. And the queen requested to see you.” Could this morning get any worse? My throat constricted as Elinor said those words, and servants rushed into the room to take the rest of my stuff that wasn't confiscated during the war and my demotion to breeder slave.“Change of room? And the queen wants to, what, why?” I asked as Elinor directed the slaves, my gut clenching with nerves. She glanced at me in shock. “Wait, you like staying here?” She gestured to the closet that was barely enough for two cots. It was a miracle that Ares and Julius could both stand here with their broad frames. The flashback of both of them here sent a disturbing shiver down my spine.“No. Definitely not. But why? And where am I being transferred to?”“To the royal wing. For security and easy access to breed.” The words hit me like a physical blow. My stomach churned with nausea as the full implications sank in. The royal wing. Closer to Ares. Easier for him to use me whe

"No."My words came out confident and bold, despite the fear rushing through me. Elinor had said Luciana was dangerous, and as I stared at her, I knew the rage in her wouldn't be controlled by just words. But I would not be controlled.She snarled at me. "That wasn't a request, Leah." She snapped her fingers, and two female servants appeared from nowhere. "Either you comply, or they'll do it for you. Your choice."Panic clawed at my throat. The mark. If she saw the mark… "I understand my position," I said quickly. "You don't need to do this. I would never let Ares mark me.""Oh, but I do need to do this." Luciana's eyes glittered with something dangerous. "You see, there's a difference between a breeder who's been used as any woman might be, and one who's been... claimed. I need to know which one you are."She already suspected. Somehow, she already knew.The servants moved toward me, and I backed away until I hit the wall, the wall where my grandmother's portrait used to hang.“Luci

The world exploded back into existence.I gasped, air rushing into my lungs like broken glass. My heart jolted back to life, my wolf surging back with a roar that shook my bones.The first thing I saw was the door, or what remained of it. Splinters of wood everywhere, hinges torn completely from the very hard stone, the frame cracked and crumbling.The second thing I saw was Ares.And he wasn't human anymore.This was a pure wolf. Primal. Protective. And absolutely feral.His eyes were completely black. His canines had elongated into fangs. His hands ended in claws that dripped with blood, and from the smell, it was his own, from how hard he tore through the door.But it was his face that made even Luciana stumble backward in fear.This wasn't the cruel king who tormented me every chance he got. This wasn't the cold strategist who forced me to spy for him. Or the pervert who made me touch myself the night we met.This was something primal. Something that would tear the world apart. So

LeahMy hands were still shaking as I made my way back to my cramped room, the memory of dying, actually dying, still fresh in my body. Every breath felt like a gift I didn't deserve, every heartbeat a reminder of how close I came to losing everything.But I was alive. My wolf was whole. And I had work to do. I had to make sure I took everything back, and when I did, for Seth and my father, I would make sure I gave Ares and Luciana a special type of hell. Luciana would regret today. Ares would regret everything. To make that possible without the stuoid distraction of his conflicting emotions, it was time to use the wolvesbane and risk the side effects.I found the small leather pouch Julius gave me earlier, the wolfsbane extract that would supposedly muffle the bond's effects. Part of me hesitated, after nearly losing my wolf entirely; the idea of dulling our connection felt dangerous.But the other part, the part that remembered the overwhelming flood of Ares's emotions, his nightma