All Chapters of Marked By My Captive Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria's POV I may be an Omega with the lower rank, basically a maid but at least I am a human, they should have the decency to treat me as a human at least not a meat whom they can trade at however price they can get.“ Leave me, Assholes. I am not a thing to be caged like this. Let me go.” I growled, my wolf enraged, ready to show these punks that I am just not an Omega but a werewolf who knows how to use her claws.“ Gag that bitch, her voice is grating on my nerves.” The boss man of these assholes growled as one of his minions gagged me with a dirt cloth making me gag and the acid to build up in my empty stomach, I took deep breaths to pass the bile which was rising. I was locked in a cage like an animal and brought here to get auctioned. My greedy douchebag of an Alpha sold me for mere pennies, if they hadn't hit my head to make me unconscious I would have fought them till I clawed their eyes out.I am shivering as I am nothing more than a rag to cover my lady bits and I am starv

Aria's POV I slept on the fluffy bed with dread churning in my stomach. My eyes are wide open despite being on the soft bed and tired. I don't trust anyone in this house, especially the devil Alpha. I am wide awake, my eyes are glued to the door to see if someone breaks into the room. I don't have any weapon to attack, but at least I can run before he grabs me. I don't know how much time has passed since I was in this room, maybe an hour? Two hours? Three hours? There is no clock in this bland room.It's driving me mad. My wolf was pacing and growling inside my head giving me a headache.The door knob turned and I jumped in the bed, posing in a fighting stance. A Dark Shadow entered the room and stood in the doorway and I know it's Damien as his scent assaulted my nose. My eyes squinted to see him as we have enhanced vision and he has an amused smirk playing on his lips. “ No need to be so defensive, Slave, it's just me.” He growled, walking more into the room. Stalking like a pre

Aria’s POV: I got discharged from the hospital the same night after cleaning my new and old wounds. I haven't seen Alpha Damien since our argument and my shameful moment, one of his goons took me back to my prison where I was locked in my room.Other than the Maid no one bothered me, not even the devil. At night my body felt like it was on fire and I always woke up aching and needing him. My pussy was always wet and I refused to do anything about it.Every second of the day I cursed Damien and the mark he forced upon me for these feelings in me. I shouldn't crave the man who bought me like a pet and who treats me like I am a thing.It has been two days since the mess and the attack and I am bored out of my mind. Unlocking the door got my attention and I waited with my breath stuck in my throat and my heart pounding that it was maybe Damien but to my relief and disappointment, a new maid?She was not the same maid who came to the room daily, she seemed new as she was not meeting my e

Aria's POV I woke up to sunlight burning through the curtains. My ass still throbbed from last night. Every shift on the mattress sent a fresh wave of pain through me. I groaned and buried my face in the pillow.The door opened. I didn't need to look to know who it was. His scent hit me first. My wolf perked up immediately. Traitor."Get up." Damien's voice was calm. Too calm.I stayed where I was. Face down. Naked except for the torn camisole that barely covered anything. My pride was the only thing I had left and I'd be damned if I gave him the satisfaction of jumping when he commanded.His footsteps crossed the room. The mattress dipped as he sat on the edge. My muscles tensed."I said get up, little bird." His hand landed on my lower back. Light. Almost gentle. My skin tingled where he touched. "We have things to do today.""Go away." My voice came out muffled against the pillow."Still defiant." He sounded amused. That pissed me off more than anything. "I like that. But you're st

Aria's POVI don't want a reward." I backed away from him. "I want to go back to my room.""No, you don't." He stalked toward me. "Your heart is racing. Your scent changed. You want this. You just don't want to admit it.""I hate you." But the words came out weak. Unconvincing."I know." He caught my wrist. Pulled me against him. "But your body doesn't care about hate. Does it?"His lips crashed against mine. Hard. Demanding. I tried to push him away, but he caught my hands. Pinned them above my head against the wall.The kiss deepened. His tongue swept into my mouth. Claiming. Possessing. Making me dizzy.I hated that I kissed him back. Hated that my body arched into his. Hated that I wanted more.He pulled back. His eyes were dark. Hungry. "You saved me today. That deserves a reward."His hand slid down my side. Over my hip. Between my thighs. I gasped."And after." His voice was rough against my ear. "You get to leave your room. Roam the house. Within limits, of course.""Limits?"