All Chapters of Captured by the Cruel Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Liora

*Fiona*“Who are you?” I ask the strange woman who’s just entered my room.The tall blonde, with muscles so large they protrude from the arms of her fitted gown, stares back at me through violet eyes. “So you’re the great warrior princess of Solara?” she asks with a smirk.I sit up on the bed and swig my legs over the edge. “I’m Princess Fiona of Solara,” I tell her. “But I’ve never claimed to be a great warrior.”“Well, your reputation precedes you. Everyone in all the lands knows you trained with your father’s most capable commanders and are a force to be reckoned with. Which begs the question of how you got here, but I guess even the most skilled soldier in Solara is no match for the Caldaran Army.”My eyes bulge as I hoist myself up and approach her. “You outnumbered us, and I couldn’t even shift before your rude warriors charged through our gates, slaughtering innocent women and children!”“Slaughtering innocent women and children?” she repeats, folding harms beneath her chest. “

She's a Menace

*Varek*Several days have passed since we brought the princess to the castle. So far, I’ve ignored her. Ronan visits her from time to time and is constantly updating me about her, even when I don’t ask. Especially when I don’t ask, it seems.But then… I never ask.After the battle, we have some shoring up to do, despite the fact that we were the clear workers. I visit the injured in the infirmary every day. We lost a few warriors, but I visit their families and make sure they have everything they need. Whenever a warrior dies in battle, their family falls under the care of the Alpha. Ordinarily, it would be the Luna Queen to handle that, but I don’t have one.I don’t need one.I can manage everything by myself.Ronan sits in my office across from me, an amused expression on his face. I wish I had the time to be so jovial, but I have a stack of reports to go through and a million other things to do that require me to pay close attention to the task at hand and not to be giggling like a

Handled by the Alpha

*Fiona*The need to escape never leaves my mind. All day long, I’m thinking about how I can get past the two guards at the top of the stairs and then make it past the ones at the bottom without anyone using the mind-link to signal I’m on my way. So far, all I’ve done is beat the shit out of several guards stationed right outside my door only to be caught by the ones further down the stairs and carried back here, kicking and growling. Not screaming–they’ll never catch me screaming.Liora finds the entire situation amusing, which annoys the hell out of me. I’ve never even taken a swing at her. It’s evident she doesn’t want to be here any more than I do. She spends very little time in my room anyway. A few hours a day, she makes sure I don’t need anything. What could I possibly need–other than freedom?Even without a clock, I can tell what time it is by the sun, so I know when meals are coming. I always get into position to jump the guards. It’s never been the same duo twice, so they do

Dreaming of the Alpha

*Fiona*I’m lying in my bed in the tower, but everything is hazy. A thin mist hangs around the perimeter of the room, one I can’t see through. The mist obscures even the windows. Moonbeams cut through the fog in hazy stripes. I can’t remember what was going on a few moments ago, but I remember Varek was here.My door opens, and I turn toward it. He’s back. Alpha King Varek stands in my doorway in only a pair of tight trousers. His chest muscles bulge, his arms ripple with every movement, and his abs are flat and tight. The waist of his pants is slung so low, I can see the top of that tempting V where it disappears beneath the fabric. His hair is wild, his dark eyes penetrating. When he stalks toward me, I know I cannot escape him.Varek rips the blanket back from my body, and I am completely naked beneath. My nipples harden beneath his intense gaze, and a pool of wetness slicks my inner thighs. Beneath my rib cage, my heart hammers away as my breath comes in wanton pants.I can’t pret

Wet Dream

*Varek*“Ready, prepare, attack!” General Merek shouts. In unison, three hundred warriors square off against one another and go through our general sparring routine. All of them are muscular beasts, tall and strong. No other army in all the land is half as strong as our forces. These are our elite troops, and this review is a monthly ritual for me, to keep them in top condition.I move around the training facility, watching each of them for a few moments, looking for any areas where we need to improve. Merek gives orders, and they follow through immediately–as one unit.“They look great, don’t they?” Ronan says beside me. “Even better than last time.”“We are a fierce group,” I say. I would never say there’s no room for improvement, but it’s difficult for me to see anything in particular we need to address.“Cameron is missing a beat here and there,” Lucian points out, gesturing at one of the younger warriors.I give my attention to the young man and see what my cousin is talking abou

A Smirk

*Fiona*Every time my door opens, I war between attacking–which I’ve been warned not to do–and hiding under my blankets in shame. It’s quite clear Liora knows exactly what I was dreaming about the other day when she walked in and I was dreaming of Alpha Varek. She has said nothing else, but the small, knowing smile on her face makes my cheeks flush.It’s just the guards bringing my lunch. They shuffle in quickly, set the tray on the bed, and rush out, locking the door behind them. Either they don’t trust that the Alpha’s threat is enough to keep me in line, or they don’t know about it. But when Varek said he’d chain me up again if I touched another guard, I believed him.It’s not worth it anyway. Every time I’ve gotten past the guards right outside my door, I haven’t made it down the stairs. I need another strategy. Right now, that involves being good and hoping I can earn enough trust to make a break for it–eventually.Lunch is almost always the same thing–some sort of meat, some bre

Fight Is Also an F Word

*Varek*It’s true that I can be a patient man.Growing up the son of an Alpha who demanded perfection taught me to slow down and think about my next move, to become calculating and learn from my mistakes. If that wasn’t the case, I would’ve pounced on Princess Fiona right then and there, taken the sensual body she so obviously wants me to claim, and left the other Alphas who want her fighting over my sloppy seconds.Goddess, the way she bites her bottom lip when she’s trying to pretend she’s not turned on makes me want to take it between my lips and suck it.I stalk back to my office, trying to think of anything other than her so that my cock stops screaming for release. Every step causes friction that rubs against it, so I’m in a hurry to get out of the hallway.Once I make it to the privacy of my office, I lock the door and sit behind my desk. Now, I can finally let the images roll through my head. Fiona’s muscular body stripped bare, her large breasts bouncing as she rides me, her

Use Your Head

*Fiona*I haven’t moved since Varek left my room. I’m sitting with my back against the wall, wondering how the hell I’m ever going to face him again, knowing that he’s been told that I had a wet dream about him.Goddess, he’s such a fucking bastard. He probably came up here just to gloat. The urge to beat the shit out of his guards and run away bubbles up again, but I can’t do that because I don’t want to end up chained to the wall.The door opens, catching me off guard. I scramble to my feet, but when I recognize that it’s just Liora, I sink back down. “What’s wrong with you?” she asks, bringing in a tray of food. “You look like you’re pondering trying to jump out the window.”“Too bad there are bars on it,” I mumble. Not that I’d ever kill myself. I wouldn’t give Varek the satisfaction of knowing that he had that sort of power over me. “I’m fine. I just… Varek was here.”“Alpha Varek?” she corrects me, setting the food tray on the end of my bed. I know I should eat it. I need the

Calm

*Fiona*I don’t know how long it is before I realize that the threat is just that. More importantly, it is a distraction. Something for me to push and snarl at, something to direct my energy at. Something to force me to wear myself down until I have no fight left.But when it hits, it’s like every corner of my soul, every drop of my blood, stops, and all the thoughts I should have had before come bubbling up.Pointless.All of it was pointless from the moment I was taken until now. That might have been my last moment of agency, the last step I had taken that wasn’t orchestrated, planned or semi-anticipated.How stupid was I? Why didn’t I think it strange that they took the chains off at all? Why a silver cage to a silver cell to a tower with not a bit of silver in it?To give me hope that I could escape. To give me something to cling to, knowing all the while I would have to realize that it was always a false hope. This is all just to force me further and further into a corner. To b

A Little Jealosy

*Varek*My cock is hard, and I blame fucking Ronan and that pretty little princess occupying my tower. I should have never gone to see her. I hadn't expected it would have any effect on me. No woman had in all these years, no matter what they said or did. All the little madwoman had done was snarl, spit, and try to hide how my presence affected her.I work my jaw, pinning my tongue to the roof of my mouth and trying not to imagine what she might taste like. It is not working.If he hadn't brought Fiona up earlier, I wouldn't have thought about her or dealing with an erection and a deep sense of irritation while going over my army's combat readiness. I expected Ronan to remain gone for much longer, but it's barely half an hour, maybe a little longer, before Ronan returns with the contract. He comes in, sits down, puts the contract on my desk, and seems less than amused. He looks confused and troubled. I’m almost tempted to ask how his little trip to see the princess went, given how ex

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