All Chapters of CRIMSON FANG ALPHA AND HIS CURSED MATE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Lysandra POVA few days had passed since the tense altercation between the alpha and me. In the aftermath, we had silently agreed to ignore one another, and strangely enough, it seemed to suit us both. He immersed himself in his responsibilities, while I occupied myself with mine. This mutual detachment granted me a fragile sense of peace, though it was fleeting. Yet, I felt increasingly confined, suffocated by the invisible walls of the pack’s territory. I longed desperately for the open air, the freedom of sprinting through the forest under the moonlight, and the simple pleasure of feeling wind against my skin. That sense of liberation, once so familiar, now seemed like a distant memory.Most of my days were consumed by vigilance at the bedside of the injured man. Every shallow rise and fall of his chest, every flicker of muscle or eyelid, became a point of focus for me. I watched him with unwavering attention, hoping each breath, each subtle twitch, signaled a step toward conscious

Muffled screams drifted through the air, each one carving deeper into my thoughts, flooding my ears with a despair I couldn’t ignore. I tried to retreat into my mind, to escape into an imagined world where none of this existed, but every new cry shattered the illusion and dragged me violently back to reality.With slow, reluctant steps, I approached the thick velvet curtains covering the window. A knot formed in my throat as I gently parted them, forcing myself to face the scene unfolding outside.The stranger remained tied to the rough wooden post standing stubbornly beside our hut. His bare, blood-streaked arms hung in silent torment, wrists raw and torn from the unyielding ropes binding him. Several of his wounds had reopened, thin streams of blood mixing with dust and dirt clinging to his skin.His face, etched with pain, was lifted toward Varyon. His eyes, stripped of any remaining hope, stared blankly at some invisible point. Despite the agony twisting his battered body, he clun