All Chapters of Beg Me, Alphas!: Their Tortured Mate Is Their Salvation : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Agila's POV"She cast a spell to steal my mate bond with the Triplet Alpha Kings, I know it!" I tell myself as I slip on the fancy gown bought for my beautiful sister by the Kings and her mask over my face. They are the only clothes that her mates, the mighty triplet Alpha Kings of Edlin, would recognize her in.She has always been the Kingdom's beauty and charm, who would doubt that she is the fated mate of the powerful Alpha kings? Except me of course. Because I know the truth, that she cast a spell to steal the mate bond from me.I found forbidden texts containing dark incantations, a poppet made in my image and smelly concoctions in her room days after my eighteenth birthday. After reading the texts, I knew that she had cast a spell to steal my mates, I just didn't know who they were untill our Kingdom's trusted seers stated that the mate of the triplet Alpha Kings would be my sister, Irina. Our parents didn't believe my claim that she had cast a spell to steal my mates as I am les

ANGILA'S POV "You have no prove of that, honey," our Mother reminds her favoured daughter. Of course it's not me she is worried about, but Irina's good repute. I bet she wouldn't mind if I got burned alive for something I am not. The Alpha Kings are not nearly as reasonable as I thought."Yes I have prove! How else do you think she acquired my scent to fool my mates?" Irina roars.I stole her rare perfume, not her real scent. Why would she even claim it's her scent? If she has a mate bond with the Angel kings, she wouldn't need to wear a perfume to smell enchanting to them. Her real scent wouldn't be inside a bottle unless she were a witch herself. The witch that stole my mate bond with them.But I am the one that the glares are turning towards. Those that have always loathed me seeing the opportunity to destroy me. I will be given a chance to defend myself, right?"You must be the most courageous and stupidest witch to ever walk through the gates of our palace. How long did you thi

Agila's POV The cell is extremely cold. I would have stayed on my feet if they weren't aching and swollen from the kicks. I had to lay down and let the muscles of my back grow numb from the cold. I would be sleeping on a cushioned bed in my messy room if I did not come up with a silly plan to reclaim my unworthy mates. The Alphas who made me a Shadowbound Outcast and ordered that I be put through the worst kind of tortures. I hear sounds of several footsteps in the hallway outside. Is it already morning? This night would have to be extraordinarily short."She must be regretting fighting to keep them by now. The assistant informed me that the soldiers beat her well. She will agree to every one of my demands," I hear Irina's voice say, quite close to my cell's door. So it's not the soldiers or the beta of the Alpha Kings. It's my evil sister coming to make demands. I have never heard her admit that the Alpha Kings are my mates before. I wonder who she is with. And what demands she i

Agila's POV The beta and Irina's evil servant lead the way towards an open ground between buildings where a rope hangs from a long piece of wood attached to two long poles. It looks like where they hang those condemned to death. I however know that they are not going to kill me, yet. I notice people, mostly servants, halting in their steps to watch us. The guards drag me to the rope and tie the end to my wrists. They pull the rope upwards, and it pulls my hands up until I am standing on my toes."Perfect. Now it won't escape your whips," the beta approves the work of his guards with a wide grin. I notice one of the wide windows of the main Palace being opened. Irina stands behind it, dressed in the finest silk robes and her Queen's crown. She stares out at us with a pleased smile as the guards take positions around me and ready their leather whips. How could she miss this show? How could she miss an opportunity to let me see her watching?Two of the Alpha Kings, Parish and Alcott,

Alpha Parish's POVOur Queen stirs annoyingly early beside me. I hate her early waking hours the most. Sleep is almost as thrilling to me as sensual pleasure. I do not understand why she rises early like a servant. Looking good for us is the only job she has. That and pleasuring us.Still I do not appreciate the touch of her hand this early. Unless she only wants to quietly sooth my skin."You got our mark!" I hear Alcott exclaim. That gives me the motivation to open my eyes. The Mark is indeed clear on our Queen's skin, and it looks lovely. Her witch sister gave it up faster than we thought she would. Did she love us at all? A part of me is disappointed. I was curious about how long she can hold on it despite the torture. A single day means she wasn't that obsessed with us. The story will be boring. Is it strange that my mind wanted her to fight harder to keep it? Having witch impersonate our mate to claim our mark made me feel a sense of pride than never before. Our Queen leaves t