Semua Bab The Alpha’s Captive Bride: Fated in chains : Bab 11 - Bab 20

“Tell me something, Louisa.” He moved closer, the water sloshing around us.I was sure he could hear the way my heart was pounding erratically.His hand moved from my waist, tracing up my ribs through the soaked fabric of my dress. My breath hitched. Every nerve in my body was on fire."You feel it now, don't you?" he whispered. "That spark. It's always been there. Since the moment we touched."His hands were everywhere and nowhere, driving me insane with anticipation.I shook my head instantly and his eyes flashed with something dark. His fingers found my hardened nipples and he flicked against it.“Don’t lie to me, little rabbit.” He growled, and I gasped when he grabbed a full breast in his hands, palming it. “Tell me the truth.” "Please," I gasped out as his thumb stroked my nipples, my mind turning into a muddled mess. I didn't even know what I was asking for. For him to stop? To continue?"Please what, little rabbit?"His hand on my belly slid lower, through the wet curls, and

After Kassie walked away, I forced myself to breathe, straightened my dress, and made my way toward the kitchen.The moment I stepped inside, I saw that it was even more chaotic than the ballroom. Cooks yelled orders and someone dropped a tray of glasses and they shattered everywhere."You!" A cook pointed at me. "Take these tablecloths to the dining hall. Third floor."I grabbed the stack of expensive-looking tablecloths and headed out. My arms were already tired from carrying flowers all morning, but I didn't complain.The third floor was quieter, most of the servants were downstairs preparing for the party. I was almost to the dining hall when I heard female voices laughing. I turned a corner and came face to face with two she-wolves. Both wearing maid uniforms like mine but they were looking at me like I was something disgusting they'd stepped in."Well, well," the blonde one said. She was pretty, with sharp features and cold eyes. "If it isn't the Alpha's little human pet."I re

My good mood evaporated instantly."How long have you been standing there?" I asked."Long enough." He pushed off the pillar and sauntered toward me. "Making friends with Mia Charlie? That's bold. Or stupid. I haven't decided which yet.""I was just being nice to someone who was upset.""Nice." He said the word like it was foreign to him. "Humans don't get to be nice here. They get to be useful or they end up dead."I crossed my arms. "Is there a point to this conversation, or are you just practicing your villain monologue?"His eyes flashed black for a second. "You've got a mouth on you. I'll give you that.""Thanks. I grew it myself.""Keep talking like that and someone's going to rip it right off your face." He circled me slowly, like a predator. "You think you're special because my brother's taken an interest in you? You think that makes you safe?""I don't think I'm special," I said, keeping my voice steady even though my heart was racing. "I think I'm unlucky.""Smart answer." H

ASHER’S POVI stood at the edge of the grand ballroom, a glass of whiskey in my hand, trying to look like he gave a damn about any of this.I didn't.The council members droned on around me, talking about things that made my head pound."The capital is expanding at an unprecedented rate," Norman was saying, his pudgy face red with excitement. "We've surpassed every projection. In another decade, we might even rival Noctidia in size and influence.""Noctidia has jewels," Jensen countered lazily. "Infinite supply of them. That's their real power. We can't compete with that.""We don't need jewels.” Norman countered, raising his glass in the air. We have-"I tuned them out. I’d heard this conversation a hundred times. It was all the same tired arguments wrapped in different words.I took a long drink, my eyes scanning the room without really seeing it."If you keep looking like that, everyone's going to think you don't love your brother."I almost smiled. "Mark."The head councilman appe

Warning: This chapter contains raw and explicit content. Not recommended for readers under the age of 18.The heavy oak door of Asher’s private chambers clicked shut with a finality that made my breath hitch. The air was cool, smelling of sandalwood and mint. Before I could process what was happening, he threw me on the bed.I landed on the massive four-poster mattress, and scrambled to look at him but his hands were on back of my neck and arms“What are you doing? Please, stop!” My voice was high, and I trembled. The realization of what going to happen slapping against me. He didn’t answer as he held both of my wrists in one of his large hands. I screamed and thrashed but it was useless as he stretched my arms towards the bed frame. A soft, leather-clad cuff snapped shut around them, pinning my arms to the bed frame. “No!” I yelled, my throat constricting. “Let me go!”I twisted, trying to slam my knee against him but he captured my ankles, one after the other, and I felt the sa