All Chapters of Marked By My Captive Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Aria's POVWith a great force, I closed the door behind me and then pushed myself against it. My breathing was rather uneven. It felt like I was inhaling fire when I breathed in and it hurt my lungs.What happened now? I hit him. I slapped Alpha Damien straight in the face.The sting of the slap was still there in my hand. I looked at my palm as if it were not mine. It was someone else's. Someone who had a fucking death wish"Stupid. So stupid." I walked to and fro in the room like a caged animal. My wolf was yelling in my mind. Very loudly and very persistently. "Not now," I said with a sigh.She turned her volume up. Worried. Not understanding. She thought me crazy for constantly resisting him. For always making it harder for her when all she wanted was to yield. To agree."Because I am not his possession," I announced very firmly.She exhaled. Contradicted. Began showing me the next set of pictures. His hands on my body. His mouth on my neck. The delightful emotions his touches el

Aria's POVI was standing there, soaking wet. Water gathered at my feet. The pain in my ankle was still present despite the healing process. As an omega, it was normal.Carlos waited with his hands on the steering wheel. No sign of anger. No sign of compassion either. Just cool-headedness. As if he had foreseen this scenario."I don't want to get in the car." My voice was unsteady. Almost inaudible."I see," he replied with a slight nod. "But Alpha Damien is expecting you, and he doesn't like to be kept waiting.""Let him wait," I said stepping back. A sharp pain went through my leg. I almost fell.Carlos opened the door. He got out, walked around the front of the car.My instinct was to flee. But there was no way my ankle would allow it. Besides, my whole body was drained. Moreover, a part of me was aware that there was literally no place to run to."Miss Aria." He stood a few feet away. "You are hurt. You're cold . And you are on a street corner at past four in the morning. Please.

Aria's POVDamien set his cup down. His hand moved to my head. His fingers tangled in my hair. Not pulling. Just holding. Possessive.I wanted to jerk away. But I forced myself to stay still."What would freedom cost you, little bird?" His voice was quiet. Almost gentle.The question caught me off guard. I looked up at him."What?""Freedom. That's what you want, isn't it? So tell me. What would you be willing to give up for it?"It felt like a trap. Everything with him felt like a trap."Everything," I said. "I'd give up everything to be free of you."His jaw tightened. Just slightly. But I saw it."Everything." He repeated the word slowly. "Even if it meant pain? Suffering? Living on the streets with nothing?""Yes.""Even if it meant never finding your so called real mate? Never having a pack? Never belonging anywhere?""Yes."His hand tightened in my hair. Not painful. But firm."You're lying.""I'm not.""You are." He leaned down closer to me. "Because if you really wanted freedo

Aria's POVI stayed glued to Damien's side as my mind raced through a thousand possibilities. What was on that flash drive? Something that could help me escape? And what did Luca want in return? More details about shipments? Access codes? My stomach twisted at the thought.The flash drive burned against my palm.Damien's hand remained on my waist. His touch was warm. Possessive. His thumb traced lazy circles against my hip bone through the thin silk of my dress. He definitely knows how I feel by now. The risk.Every few minutes another guest would approach. More handshakes. More fake smiles. More eyes flickering to the mark on my neck before looking away quickly.My feet ached in the ridiculous heels. But I couldn't focus on any of that. All I could think about was the drive pressing into my skin and what secrets it held.I needed to see what was on it. Needed to know what Luca was offering me. What he wanted in exchange.But how? Damien kept me close. His hand never left my body. His

Aria's POVI stood in front of the mirror longer than I needed to. Two minutes had already passed. Maybe three. I didn't care. I wasn't going to make this easy for him.My wolf stirred. Agitated. She pushed at my consciousness like she was trying to tell me something."Not now," I muttered.She pushed harder.Then I felt it. A pressure against my mind. Like someone knocking on a door I'd locked tight.Damien. He was trying to get into my head. Trying to use the bond to reach me.I slammed the mental door shut. Reinforced every wall I'd built between us.The pressure increased. He was pushing harder now. Getting frustrated."Stay out of my head," I said through gritted teeth.The pressure turned into something sharper. More insistent. My wolf whimpered. She wanted to let him in. Wanted to answer his call.I shoved her down. Ignored the ache that spread through my chest when I refused the bond.The bedroom door burst open.Damien stood in the doorway. His jaw was clenched so tight I cou