Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Captive Bride: Fated in chains : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

"Harder."That single word made me want to run. But I couldn't. So I pressed my fingers deeper into the wolf's shoulders, even though my arms already felt like they were going to fall off."Yes, sir," I whispered.He just grunted. Didn't even look at me. To him, I was nothing. Just another human servant who didn't matter.The smell in the Moonrise Spa was always the same. Herbs, fancy soaps, and that heavy wolf scent that stuck to everything. I'd been working here for three years, and I swear the smell lived in my hair now.My hands hurt as I kept massaging, but I didn't stop. This wolf could literally kill me if I annoyed him. That's just how our world worked. Wolves ruled everything, and humans... Well, we just tried to survive.I let my mind wander while I worked. What was life like before wolves took over? Did humans actually get to be free back then? Now we just lived under their claws, hoping not to get crushed.But every coin I made went into my secret tin box under my bed. For

I woke up feeling like absolute garbage.My sheets were tangled around my legs, and I was covered in sweat. The dreams... God, the dreams had been so vivid. So wrong. I kept seeing those mismatched eyes, one brown, one icy blue, staring at me like I was prey. And the worst part? I didn't want to run from them.I slapped myself. Hard."Stop it, Louisa," I whispered to my empty room. "He's the Alpha King. You're nobody. Get a grip."But my body still felt hot and tingly from the stupid dream. This was so embarrassing. What was wrong with me?I dragged myself out of bed and got ready for work, splashing cold water on my face until my cheeks stopped burning. Maybe if I stayed busy today, I could forget about yesterday. About him.The second I walked into the Spa Royale, everyone stopped talking and stared at me. Like, everyone. The receptionist, the other massage therapists, even the cleaning lady."There she is," someone whispered.My stomach dropped. "There who is?""Louisa!" Elena ru

The holding cell was so dark I could barely see my own hands. And it was small, the walls seemed to press in from every side and my chest felt tight.I tried to focus on breathing but the darkness kept pressing closer. I didn’t even know how long I’d been here since the guards locked me up.But I was certain I would stop breathing any moment from now. I have always hated small spaces. When I was little, my father found me crying in a closet once after I accidentally locked myself.Dad held me and promised no one would ever trap me like that again. Not even myself. But he was gone now. And no one was coming to save me.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to panic and that’s when I saw him.Dad.He was sitting across from me in the cell, smiling that gentle smile he always had. He was wearing the same faded jacket he'd been buried in."Dad?" My voice cracked."Hey, sweetheart," he said softly.Tears ran down my face. "Did you come to get me? Am I... am I dying?"He shook his head. "No

I tried to pull my arm free. "Let me go."He didn't. Instead, he pulled me closer, studying me with interest."Stanley." A girl's voice, sharp and annoyed. "Take your sport elsewhere."A girl appeared from the shadows. She looked younger than the boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen. Pretty, with light brown hair and the same ice-blue eyes as Asher. She looked at me like I was an insect she wanted to squash."This one just came in," Stanley said, still holding my arm. "Didn't know they were hiring new recruits already."Then he did something that made my blood run cold. He leaned in and smelled my neck. Actually smelled me like I was food.His grin got wider. "Oh. She's human too."The girl's face twisted with disgust. "Ugh. I'm out of here."Something inside me snapped. Fear turned into anger. I shoved Stanley's hand away as hard as I could."Don't touch me," I said, my voice shaking but firm.They both stared at me. Like I'd just done something impossible.Stanley's eyes flashed black. Com

My legs were killing me.I'd been walking around this stupid palace for hours. Up stairs, down stairs, through hallways that all looked the same. Yelena had decided that since I was the Alpha's personal maid, I needed to know the entire layout of the palace by heart. So she'd sent me off with a hand-drawn map and told me not to come back until I could find my way blindfolded.That was three hours ago.My feet hurt and my back hurt. And I was starving, I'd missed lunch completely.When I finally made it back to Yelena, she'd just nodded and handed me a thick leather journal."Study this," she'd said. "Everything you need to know about the Alpha's routine and preferences. I expect you to have it memorized by tomorrow."I'd stared at the journal. It was huge, I struggled to hold it with both my hands.. "All of it?""All of it.” Yelena answered gruffly. “What time he wakes up. What he eats for breakfast. How he likes his tea. What temperature he prefers his bath. Every. Single. Detail."