All Chapters of Accidental Alpha's Bride : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Thirty-One Salvatore’s POV “What do you mean she isn’t back yet!” I roared. My temper is taking hold of my very being. Where the fuck is she? What have I done? If she’s in danger I’d hate myself forever for driving her into harm. It’s been two fucking days!! “Lower your voice, Son. I haven’t set my eyes on her. Do you know her friends or places she must have visited?” Mother retorted worried, her voice shaky as she responded over the phone. This is unlike me to respond to my mom in this manner but desperation and guilt is eating every fiber in my body. I’d die of a heart attack with the way my heart pumps in my chest so loudly my ears ring. “No I don’t. I did something wrong and she ran off before I could reach her. She's gone. Her phone is switched off, and I’ve been driving around for days nonstop but can’t find her.” “Come home I’d personally set up a meeting with an investigating team an

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Thirty-three Ciara’s Pov (After the dinner) “The nerve!” I yelled into the mattress, a fist formed in both hands and my lips turned into a snarl. I scanned the stupid, ugly and bleak furniture in the visitors bedroom, the bleak mattress and little ornaments on the table. I get to stay in a sorry room while that bitch enjoys a luxurious room to herself. Impossible! “The ugly gargoyle thinks of herself as the queen of this mansion. She shamelessly stole my place, my right to be his wife and slashed my grip on him. He has always been mine but she took him and for that I won’t spare her. She took my childhood love and soulmate, he was mine before she appeared. It's about time I make her disappear forever.” Salvatore has always been the most charming young man since we were kids and when he got into high school girls flocked around him like swarms of bees but he paid them to dust. And durin

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Thirty-Five Angel Vinci Souza I went to the bathroom for a morning wash, straightened my hair after applying some essential oils and slipped into a beautiful satin curvy gown with a beaded oval shape to the side. I made my way to the dinner table and found her there already seated marking attendance. The fake smile oozing off her almost made me spat in disgust. The cunning demon didn’t make it to my room last night as intended and when she saw me she looked me in the face and vomited her rehearsed lies saying she felt better after speaking to her mom with a fake apology on wasting goodwills. Thinking of her sours my mood, a putrefied feeling settles in my stomach. But whatever she has rolled up her sleeves I’ll be a willing participant to beat her at her games.Two can play the game and I’m not going to let her off easily. During breakfast she kept blabbering about her childhood with my husband, trying her

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Thirty-Seven Angel’s POV “Just this once. Forgive me this one time and if I fail you again never speak to me.” He begged his arms around my shoulder. My legs felt like jelly, his steeling my body keeping me in place. The crazy emotions bombarding my senses were overwhelming. I don’t know how to feel or react. I hurt deeply after the fiasco in the morning and during the day up until the evening my mood was foul and heartbreaking. I couldn't eat, sleep or even think properly. “Seeking my forgiveness over what? You don’t think she intentionally did what she did so what’s the point seeking forgiveness when she can do it again or get herself knocked over something and pin the blame on her favorite punch bag and you’re going to believe her and stand in for her.” Can I trust him again and forget like today never happened or what if he’s doing this just to get me to get vul

Accidental Alpha’s Bride Chapter Thirty-Nine ( Two days later) Angel’s POV The sun had a fervent outreach on the surface of the earth. It was unnecessarily scorching hot. So I guessed sunbathing a little and soaking up the pool won’t be a bad idea. I had an enjoyable time at the pool and when I was done I decided to retreat into the house. My husband left the house in a jiffy in the morning for an important business meeting and he’s more likely to be back sundown. Bored and thirsty I went to the kitchen, opened the fridge and found it empty of water. I don’t drink alcohol and juice wasn’t what I craved. Distasteful. “Strange. The fridge is stocked with water regularly.” I talk out loud with my hands on my hips. I walked towards the storage room where supplies were stocked to get some. I unlatched the door, walked into the room and heard the door locked from outside, a clinking of the metal door. “Who is there?”I grabbed a pack of wate