Lahat ng Kabanata ng Despised But Desired by the Ruthless Alphas.: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Sabrina’s POV.My husband's smile died the day my sister did and sometimes, I think he buried me along with her."Good morning, Damien. Happy anniversary!"Damien sits at the head of the dining table with the pack’s daily newspaper in his hands. I place his breakfast in front of him as I speak, but there's no response. It's like he can't see me.The only other chair in the room isn't beside his the way a married couple's would usually be. It never is. My chair is at the other end of the table.I lower myself into my seat slowly and try not to feel hurt, but I fail. Today is our second marriage anniversary and my husband isn't looking at me.I'm reaching for a fork when Damien finally lifts his gaze, but he doesn't direct it at me. He looks past me."You're late," he says flatly.Anyone else would think he was really looking at something behind me but I know better. Damien Prince, Alpha of the Silverstone pack, just doesn't want to look at me. The sight of me disgusts him.I glance

The rest of the pack leaves immediately we get back to the packhouse.Anger hangs heavy in the air and the worst of it is directed at me.I linger near the treeline, muttering under my breath. I know what I smelled. There was a rogue in the woods.Heavy footsteps sound all around me but I don't turn. No one’s going to be looking for me tonight.My skin prickles with goosebumps when Damien's raspy voice growls close to my ear, "You cost us the hunt tonight."The shiver that walks down my spine is uncalled for, but I take a deep breath and turn to face him. Damien's eyes are filled with a kind of disappointment I didn't see in the eyes of the other pack members. He looks annoyed and angry, but he was there wasn't he? He was there when they all started dismissing my signals and doing what they wanted.My jaw clenches stubbornly and I stand my ground, "I smelled a rogue in the woods.Garrick lied about not getting anything. If I'd just followed the scent I tracked...""The objective of

The hospital smells like antiseptic and sterilized surfacesI'm sitting on a metal chair outside Damien's room, my soaked clothes dripping water onto the floor as I stare at the wall in front of me.The nurses word's from a moment ago still ring in my head, "We can't let you in to see him yet, Luna Sabrina. Alpha Damien is still stabilizing and.... Only family can come in to see him in this state."I should have fought that. I should have screamed at the nurse, reminding her one important thing they all seem to forget in this pack, "I AM HIS FAMILY. I'M HIS WIFE!"Damien being in the wardroom is the only thing that stopped me. The noise would probably disturb him and that's the last thing I want right now. It's been some time since then and my phone has died. I didn't charge it…. I don't want to get another message. The door to the ward room opens again and I sit up, a shiver of cold running down my spine as the cold air from an air conditioner hits me.The head healer of the pack,

One week later.My body is burning, and the packhouse has never felt more like a cage than it does now."Luna Sabrina?" The knocking has become constant, never ending.Lucius and Thorne have only been here for less than a week and they already have the entire staff in a tizzy."Luna Sabrina. I'm sorry to bother you again Luna, but I need your opinion on the dishes for breakfast this morning. Mr Thorne complained about his meal last night.He's... He's threatening to hurt anyone who brings him the wrong breakfast, but we don't know what the right breakfast is. He's refused to tell us what he wants."For the goddesses sake. Who acts like this?"Is that you Lyra?"The knocking stops and I pick up the cold rag i've had on my neck and drop it back into the water. She responds, "Yes Luna, it's me."I hesitate for a moment but ultimately decide with a sigh, "You can come in."The door opens and closes as Lyra steps in. Her reaction is almost immediate, "Oh, Luna Sabrina... I didn't know yo

No place has been set for me at the table.There has always only ever been two chairs in the dining room Damien and I have our meals in. He asked them to remove all the other chairs the night we got married and he set ours as far apart as they could be.For as long as I can remember one chair has always been at the head of the table and the other has been at the end, but today the seating arrangement has been changed.Lucius and Thorne sit a respectable distance from each other, meals in front of them and eyes on me.Thorne is the one trying to rile me up but it seems both of them are waiting for a reaction.After what happened at the hospital this morning, I'd be foolish to give them one, except silence has never been a suitable answer with these two. I learnt the hard way not to let them have the last word, ever. I walk as I respond."I live here, so I take care of the things that are here. I wouldn't expect guests to understand." I look around, hoping to get my lunch and get out o