All Chapters of Beg Me, Alphas!: Their Tortured Mate Is Their Salvation : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Agila's POVI thought I was saved when their beta promised to help me survive and escape. With their order of my execution I will be neither surviving nor escaping. Every hour my regrets over the years I spent obsessing over them grows. They are the worst real nightmare I have ever had. I don't want that kind of humiliation and more torture before my death. If I give up the mate bond they will never know that their Queen is a witch and this prosperous Kingdom will be destroyed. But perhaps that's exactly what they deserve. To lose everything! To be destroyed!Mason said I will lose some of my senses or all of them if I give up the mate bond. It's won't be a big loss if I will be executed anyway. I might even be lucky to lose all senses so that I can feel no pain, hear no insults and see none of my abusers when they execute me. It won't be an appalling experience if I cannot sense anything. "I will . . . break all spells, your Majesty. Your beloved Queen will never have issues with

Agila's POVIt's been too long since the Alpha Kings left my cell and I haven't seen the light of dawn. Not that I am eager to. It will be the last dawn I see before my death. I am utterly scared of being burned to death. I had hoped that I will have lost my sense of feeling and fear, but I still feel the pains of my tortured body. What senses did I lose? Could it be my sight?! I have been staring into the darkness for way too long that I am starting to suspect that my eyes are the problem. That I lost my sense of sight so I cannot see the light of dawn. "Agila, you still can hear me, right?" Mason's voice speaks.I still have my sense of hearing. "Yes. Is it morning yet?" I ask."You lost your sense of sight, I am sorry," Mason says.So it's already dawn. A shiver runs down my spine. I tried to prepare myself mentally for it, but my fear keeps mounting rather than fading. I will not see those who will burn me, but I will not escape the pain. "I wish there was something I could

Agila's POV Sounds of many footsteps fill the hallway outside once more and I tense again. Two guards came into my cell minutes after the beta left and put some kind of a chain around my neck, as if the one linked to the floor is not enough. This one just rests around my neck. They said it's specially made for witches. So far I have not felt any effect from it. But again, I am not a witch.This time it's the door to Mason's cell that bangs loud as someone bursts in. "Your time has come, Warlock!" a voice of one of the guards roars. I hear clicking of chains before they drag him out. I hope he is going to have a fair trial with the Alpha Kings because the assistant pleaded with them to spare his life because he isn't a warlock. If they set him free I will be alone in here, but feeling proud that I saved him. But then I hear the door to my own cell click open without a bang. Only the beta of the Alpha Kings no longer bangs my door. So it's obviously him. Alpha Reid's POV The witc

Alpha Reid's POV Our Queen and her parents wait with the doctor at the palace's front parlour, an impatient expression on her face that turns into a smile after seeing us. She jumps from her seat and rushes to us. "The tests confirmed my pregnancy, your Majesties. I asked the doctor to wait here and tell you everything," she beams, hugging Alcott first.It's difficult to celebrate wholeheartedly while still worried that our mate bond is fake. If it isn't a spell causing our powers to fade, she would have to be extremely evil for it to have happened so fast. I haven't witnessed any evil from her yet. That gives me comfort that tomorrow we will receive relief not heavy shock."Congratulations. We shall have a feast to celebrate the good news. You did not have to keep the doctor here to repeat your words though," Alcott says while hugging her back. Her smile widens. "My parents have requested just a little tribute to return to their pack with. They have little wealth compared to the p

Alpha Reid's POV "Leave us!" I order the servants and they scurry out of our chambers. Our state of horror cannot be addressed in their presence. I bet they already have little information for endless gossip. Every resident of this palace will be aware that our Queen was using a perfume to fake a scent by evening. Half of the Kingdom will be aware of it in two days. "We should make her bath without the perfume, find out if she still smells like our mate without it," Alcott suggests. It's a perfect plan that would have been extremely helpful if it wasn't already too late. We already lost our powers. And I no longer believe that it is a spell that has caused it. Our Queen isn't our true mate!She cannot strengthen our powers because she isn't the special woman destined to do so. Her witch sister was clearly telling the truth when she claimed that all she had stolen from our Queen was a rare perfume. My brothers chooses to remain hopeful. I wonder what more evidence they need apart