Semua Bab The Alpha's Cursed mate: Bab 181 - Bab 190

*FREYA*His eyes almost pop out of their sockets and I grab his axe throwing it at the gallons oof paraffin oil.One of the gallons bursts open and its content begin to leak.Panic flares in his eyes and withe the veins almost bursting in his neck, I'm sure he's trying to move.I pick up his lighter and flick it, watching the orange flames dancing in front of me.“I hope you rot to the bones in hell,” I say, dropping my gaze to meets his one last time. “Good bye Silas.”With that, I throw the lighter and watch the gallons engulf in flames.I stumble out in time just as an explosion shakes the ground almost throwing me off.‘You did well,’ Ailsa whispers, pride swelling through our connection.I say nothing, my throat tight as I watch the dancing flames.A presence draws close to me and I don't turn to know who it is.The familiar scent already reveal her identity.“You finally got revenge. Why does it look like you are sad?”I swallow before turning to face her. “Do you think I'm a mo

*FREYA* His eyes almost pop out of their sockets and I grab his axe throwing it at the gallons oof paraffin oil. One of the gallons bursts open and its content begin to leak. Panic flares in his eyes and withe the veins almost bursting in his neck, I'm sure he's trying to move. I pick up his lighter and flick it, watching the orange flames dancing in front of me. “I hope you rot to the bones in hell,” I say, dropping my gaze to meets his one last time. “Good bye Silas.” With that, I throw the lighter and watch the gallons engulf in flames. I stumble out in time just as an explosion shakes the ground almost throwing me off. ‘You did well,’ Ailsa whispers, pride swelling through our connection. I say nothing, my throat tight as I watch the dancing flames. A presence draws close to me and I don't turn to know who it is. The familiar scent already reveal her identity. “You finally got revenge. Why does it look like you are sad?” I swallow before turning to face her. “Do you t

*DORIAN* Murmurs floats across the hall, eyes trailing us as I walk in with Octavia clinging to my arm like a lifeline, selling the facade of a loving couple. I bite down the urge to scoots away from her as she leans to whisper something to me. Oh, goddess. I make to wrench my arm from her grip but she shoots me a look, that sickly sweet smile still plastered on her face like we were madly in love and I sigh. Soon enough, we reach the podium and I pull out a chair for myself. I feel the heat of her gaze on my face as I settle back into the chair but I ignore her , staring straight ahead. After an heartbeat that I became obvious to her that I wasn't going to pull out a chair for her, she huffs and drags a chair close to me. I try not to wince as the furniture scrape against the stone floor, grating my nerves. Oh, for fuck sake. That's it. I whirl around to face her and give her a piece of my mind but she lower herself as gracefully as she can and rest her head on my

*FREYA*His eyes almost pop out of their sockets and I grab his axe throwing it at the gallons oof paraffin oil.One of the gallons bursts open and its content begin to leak.Panic flares in his eyes and withe the veins almost bursting in his neck, I'm sure he's trying to move.I pick up his lighter and flick it, watching the orange flames dancing in front of me.“I hope you rot to the bones in hell,” I say, dropping my gaze to meets his one last time. “Good bye Silas.”With that, I throw the lighter and watch the gallons engulf in flames.I stumble out in time just as an explosion shakes the ground almost throwing me off.‘You did well,’ Ailsa whispers, pride swelling through our connection.I say nothing, my throat tight as I watch the dancing flames.A presence draws close to me and I don't turn to know who it is.The familiar scent already reveal her identity.“You finally got revenge. Why does it look like you are sad?”I swallow before turning to face her. “Do you think I'm a mo

*FREYA*The scent of herbs brewing clog my nose thickly that I am forced to pry my eyes open to unfamiliar worn out ceilings. My gaze bounce across the space, the walls with dull and peeling paints. I jerk up with a start as memories flash in my mind, my heart hammering wildly in my chest. Where am I ? Am I in Ashvale? I should get out of here. I ease off the cot slowly , pain flaring in my ankle but I don't let it deter me. Just then the door creaks open and I snap my head toward the entrance. “Oh, you are awake. ”That voice sounds familiar, very familiar. I squint my eyes to see past the bright light spilling from the doorway and make out a faint outline. “Eira?”She pushes off the entrance and steps inside fully, balancing a tray on her hand. The scent of herbal tea and warm bread drifts to my nose and my stomach grumble in response. Eira chuckles, dropping the tray on the bedside table before dragging a chair to sit. “You shouldn't be out of bed yet, ” she mutters