All Chapters of The Alpha's Breeding Pet : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

**ARIA'S POV**I walked through the halls like a ghost, and the word followed me everywhere.Escape.It whispered in my mind with every breath, with every heartbeat.I kept my head down, hands clasped in front of me as usual, trying to look like nothing happened even though I had just been offered the one thing I'd dreamed about since the night Caelan bought me.A wolf passed me in the corridor. He glanced at me, just a quick look, but it felt like he knew what I was thinking.So I walked faster.Another wolf stood near a doorway with his arms crossed, watching me as I walked. Were they always watching this closely? Or was it just me?My chest felt tight, like someone had wrapped iron bands around my ribs and was squeezing tighter with every step.I reached Caelan's chambers and pushed the door open, slipping inside quickly.The room was empty. Thank the gods.I closed the door and leaned against it, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.But even here I didn't feel safe.

**ARIA'S POV** The torchlight blinded me and I froze, terror locking every muscle in my body. For one horrible heartbeat I was certain it was Caelan, that he'd found me already, that my escape had failed before it truly began. But when the figure stepped closer and the light shifted across his face, I realized something was wrong. This wolf wasn't angry or vengeful or any of the things I'd expected. He looked calm, his expression unreadable as he studied me with the detached interest of someone appraising livestock. “Come with me," he said, his voice low and steady. "I—" My voice came out as barely a whisper. "I'm leaving. You can't make me stay here." He tilted his head slightly, watching me, "Follow me." "No," I said, shaking my head as I backed away until cold stone pressed against my spine. "No…I won't–You cant–" "You don't have a choice," he said simply, and something about the flatness in his tone made my blood turn to ice. "Who are you?" I demanded, clenchi

**ARIA'S POV**The room's walls were polished. A wide bed sat in the corner dressed in dark silk, and an iron barred window that let in little light.It reminded me too much of the auction pens, although it was nothing compared to it. That place was a hell I could never imagine going back to.This...this was just a holding cell. I could survive it.I sat at the edge of the bed, mind racing. I kept my hands clasp in front of me to avoid getting too comfortable. But how? Why? Questions blurred in my ears, questions I didn't have any answers to.A single tear slipped free before I could stop it.I wiped it away immediately, pressing the heel of my hand against my cheek hard enough to hurt.No.I wouldn't cry. I needed to figure out what was going on despite the terror clawing at my throat.The door flung open without warning.Two guards walked in. One of them was scarred almost everywhere. He held a tray of food and water and dropped it on the floor near the bed and stepped back, w

**CAELAN'S POV** It was dawn. I instructed Darius to prepare my elite wolves for the movement. He did as instructed. I walked into the courtyard where they all waited, and I could tell from the look on their faces when they saw me that they understood what was about to happen. Darius stripped off his shirt without a word. The others followed, shedding their human forms instantly and prowling forward in their wolf forms. I shifted last, my wolf, Ryder surging forward with a fury that had been building since the moment I'd found out she was missing. Ryder was as magnificent as ever. Black Alpha wolf with gleaming gold eyes that could pin anyone down with a stare. We moved passed the gates, my wolf leading up front and Darius by my side. We were going to get her. --- We reached Silvercrest’s borders faster than expected. The guards stationed at the crossing shifted instantly but they were no match for my elites. Darius tore into them, jaw closing around their throats and ri

**ARIA'S POV** The gown dropped to the floor. The silence that followed was worse than anything he could have said. He didn't move or speak, he just stood there looking at me. His gaze stripped me bare more thoroughly than my dress ever had. This was far worse than any pain I could have felt. My dignity was being rid of me every day I spent here. My skin prickled under the weight of his stare. My hands itched to cover myself, to hide my body from his eyes, but that would mean I was scared. Even if I was, I didn't want him to know that. "Turn around," he said finally. Did he just tell me to– This was awful. Shameful to the core, but I had no choice as refusing wasn't even an option. I turned slowly, head high as I refused to let him enjoy this. My back was to him now. He stepped closer. I could feel his breath on my neck. I felt my skin go raw. "Bend," he said quietly. My face burned. I could almost choke on the humiliation that clawed at my insides.