Semua Bab Alpha Salvatore: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Katherine:The corridors were already alive with morning noise when I swept through them, shoes striking marble, servants bowing low, no one daring to meet my eyes. They knew when I was in a mood.And this morning, I was.Dominic hadn’t so much as looked at me when he left.No kiss. No touch. Not even the smallest sign that I still mattered. He didn’t even turn to face me. Hell, he left me standing there, naked for him, ready for him, but nothing seemed to stir him.I found Brenna outside the kitchens, overseeing the servants’ line. She turned at my approach, instantly bowing.“Luna.” She said softly. “How may I help you?”“Where is she?” I asked. “Where that bitch of a slave?”Brenna didn’t pretend not to understand. “The new one? In the slave wing. She started her chores early. She is almost done with most of them. She went to take a break like the others.”“Good. Keep her there.” I said coldly. “And before morning tomorrow, I want you to get rid of her.”Brenna blinked, then straig

Dominic:The hall was bright with morning light, but the scene inside left a bitter taste in my mouth.Katherine stood before the line of slaves, poised and elegant, her robe a spill of crimson silk against the pale marble floor. One by one, the girls stepped forward under her inspection, heads down, hands folded neatly in front of them.“No,” she said, looking at one of them. “Though you will be useful in my quarters. I want her to be prepared for that. I have been seeing her working around, she seems efficient enough. You will be one of mine.“Thank you, Luna.” The girl said, looking down at her feet with a smile. Katherine did not respond, she simply walked away from her.Katherine was clearly enjoying this.Every tilt of her chin, every faint hum of consideration was deliberate. A show of control. A show of what she was capable of doing.From the shadow of the balcony above, I watched. It wasn’t meant to be a public selection; it was meant to be hers, a quiet power play behind clo

Katherine:The sound of shattering glass echoed down the corridor before Brenna even stepped into the room.The glass of the shattered cup lay at my feet, crimson wine spreading like a wound across the marble.“Where is she?” I demanded, not bothering to hide the fury twisting through my voice.Brenna stood in the doorway, composed as ever, hands folded in front of her apron. “Luna.”“Don’t ‘Luna’ me. I sent for Beatrice last night. She was supposed to be taken to the Alpha’s chamber. Instead, I hear that she is the slaves hall crying as the other girls comfort her. All of them saying she was never called to get ready. And when asked, she was simply dismissed.”“Luna, there is…”“Why? Why the fuck was Beatrice not sent to the bath to get ready for the Alpha as I ordered?” I asked, stopping her. “Why are my orders not being followed, Brenna? Who are you to think to defy me?”“I would never defy you, Luna.” Brenna’s gaze flicked toward the wall, just briefly. “The Alpha gave new instruc

Aria:For a while, neither of us spoke. The room felt too small for the silence stretching between us. His words still hung there, heavy and impossible…I’m not going to touch you.I should have been relieved. Instead, my pulse refused to settle.“Then why call for me?” I asked finally, my voice low. “I don’t understand, why go through the hassle, have Brenna prepare me, even take me yelling and punching you for it? Why go through all of that?Dominic looked down at me, eyes unreadable. “You weren’t happy that Katherine was having a woman prepared for me. I didn’t want you to be bothered.”The words hit hard, sharper because they were true. I lifted my chin. “I didn’t care. You can choose to sleep with anyone you want, it is not me who you should be worried about given the fact that you have a mate.”He hummed softly, amusement curling at the edge of his mouth. “I believe that every word that you just said is true and you are not bothered by it.”The sarcasm in his tone made heat crawl

Aria:The first thing I noticed was the warmth, soft, steady, and nothing like the chill that usually clung to the slave quarters.The second was the silence.There was no Brenna yelling orders, no maids or slaves roaming about or around. Nothing, it was simply peaceful.For one disoriented moment, I forgot where I was. The sheets were softer, the air carried a faint scent of smoke and cedar. Then memory hit like a wave, Dominic, his quiet voice the night before, the deal we made. The fact that he had slept on the bed beside me. The fact that I slept on his bed by his side.I sat up quickly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. The bed beside me was empty, the blanket pulled back.Water ran somewhere behind the half-open bathroom door.I exhaled, brushing hair from my face, and was halfway to swinging my legs over the edge of the bed when I saw the coffee table. Two plates. Fresh bread, fruit, steam curling from a pot of tea.My stomach turned in confusion more than hunger. Breakfast. For