All Chapters of TAMING THE RUTHLESS ALPHA: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

Crystal's POVI finally stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I dried myself slowly, my hands trembling, not from cold but from the weight of what I was about to do. Every sweep of the towel against my skin was another reminder: if I went to him now, there would be no hiding, no retreating behind excuses. It would be a step into uncharted territory, one I might not be able to climb back from.I slipped into a simple robe, tying it tighter than necessary as though the knot could hold my thoughts together. My bare feet padded across the floor, hesitant at first, then firmer, carrying me toward the door that suddenly felt like a gateway to hell.I paused with my hand on the handle. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my heart fluttering like a frantic bird battering against its cage.Should I really go? This question kept repeating in my head. Was I walking into his chambers as his equal, or merely as a conquest he already believed he owned?The questions clawed at me, but one tru

Crystal's POVMy heart aches as I walked down these endless, dim corridors. I didn’t remember leaving Adrian’s chambers. My mind was only filled with the hollow feeling in my chest that grew with every step I took. By the time I reached my own chambers, my legs felt weak, trembling under the weight of all the emotions I had bottled up.Lyra didn't ask any questions. I was grateful that she knew not to ask.The guards simply opened the door for me. It was as if they all knew just what to do.I walked inside my room without a word to any of them. The door closed behind me with a dull thud, sealing me in with my grief.I didn’t bother with the lamps. I staggered to my bed and collapsed onto it, pressing my face into the pillows as my sobs broke free. I clutched at the sheets as though they were the only things keeping me from falling apart completely.“Why?” My voice cracked, barely audible in the silence of the room. “Why do You keep doing this to me?” I cried my heart out to the Moon G

Crystal's POVI woke up the next morning with a different feeling, though for the life of me, I couldn’t remember how I had fallen asleep.The last thing that registered into my memory was curling into myself like a frightened child, hugging my knees to my chest, still shaken from that dreadful nightmare of white wolves chasing me across an endless icy wasteland. I had cried until exhaustion had swallowed me whole.Now I blinked, completely disoriented, trying to recall if I had drifted into sleep or simply collapsed into it. The bed beneath me felt cold, even though I was covered. My throat ached slightly, a reminder of the tears that had burned their way out through my eyes last night.For a moment, I simply lay there, staring blankly at the carved ceiling beams above me, wondering if the nightmare had been nothing more than my fears wearing a monstrous mask. Maybe it was my mind playing games with me.Then the soft clatter of iron rings brought me out from my thoughts. My gaze slid