All Chapters of Claimed by my Rejected Mate: Sold to the Brutal Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

RYDER’S POVThe world was a blur of mud, rain, and the sickening blue hum of Null-Magic.Whenever I attempted to inhale, the shimmering netting of the net tightened around me, the magic strings pierced through my jacket of leather and sting into my flesh. It was not only about physical agony because it was draining of the soul. It was as if somebody had opened a vein in my heart and was draining my very soul into the gutters of the Rogue Market.“Stay down, little wolf,” sneered one of the guards, and with the heel of his boot at the back of my neck.I didn't stay down. I couldn't.The black carriage was thirty feets away and it was a monument of my failure. The door was swinging, and I could see the flicker of an orange light of a torch glimpsing off the velvet inside. My heart was not only beating; but thundering,--pounding,--a crazy, desperate beat that could have only one name.Jessica."Let her go!" I shouted, and the noise became a wet, hacking cough as the Null-Magic electric

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

JESSICA’S POVI was screamed at by the silence at first.It wasn't a peaceful silence. It was not the silence of a forest at dawn or the gentle silence of the Den, after a night of passion. It was a thick, stuffy vacuum--a vacuum without air, a vacuum that was sterile, and could squeeze my eardrums until they burst.I opened my eyes, however, and it was black as black. I was lying on a surface so cold and so smooth that it seemed to be ice, and still it could not melt even under the heat of my body. It was obsidian. Black, volcanic glass, polished until it felt like a mirror."Kai?" I whispered.My voice didn't echo. It simply collapsed, and was lost in the walls of the stone.I called to my mind, seeking the golden fibers of the triad bond. I reached for the steady, rhythmic drum of Kai's heartbeat, the sharp, electric spark of Ryder's wit, and the deep, grounding warmth of Jax's protective aura.Nothing.The space in the back of my head--the space that had been occupied by three pow

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

JESSICA’S POV My shoulder was rudely shaken by rough fingers and I was dragged out of darkness. My eyes swung open to see Thorne bending over the bed. "Look at me, Jessica. A bride must not be so pale on her wedding night.” Thorne had a voice as smooth as velvet. He was in the middle of the Spire dressing room, and the flickering candlelight reflected the inhuman silver of the instrument he was holding. It wasn't a necklace. It was a claim of possession. I fought with the two guards who had my arms, yet the silver-threaded ropes eased into my flesh, and made my strength useless. My heart beat in my ribs was like a caged bird. I am not your bride, I spat, the words roy. "I am the mate of a King. When Kai finds you--" "Kai?" Thorne only chuckled in a low pitiful scolding rumble, which sent the hair on my arms standing. He moved into my personal air with his odor--sticky musk and oppressive, unnatural spice--suffocating the remnant smell of pine and rain. "The Alpha who rejecte

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

KAI’S POV "Eat it, or don't. You will be as dead in any case.” The voice of the guard was a gravelly rasp, which resonated against the damp obsidian walls of the Null-Cell. I didn't look up. I couldn't. This was because my arms were stretched open and hung by silver-plated shackles which buzzed with the biting frequency. And each breath the Iron Collar around my neck sharpened its teeth, and pulled the strength out of my marrow, making my Alpha wolf a sniveling, caged cur. I was Kai, King of the North, now he was a piece of meat in a dark hole. But the physical agony was nothing in comparison with the silence in my head. The triad bond, the golden threads that had joined me to Jax, Ryder and her was cold. Frayed. Silent. I pushed her away. That was a knife blade in my stomach. I had renounced the tie, to protect her against my foes, and, on the contrary, had betrayed her into the mouth of the devil. The groan of the heavy iron door had opened. I didn't expect food. I expecte

CHAPTER THIRTY- FIVE

Jessica's POVThe Spire dining hall was lily scented, molten wax-scented, and more diabolical than either of these, sweet rot dressed as decadence.Crystal chandeliers fell softly over a long obsidian two-person table. Thorne was seated at the head like a king out of winter marble, robes the color of dried blood thrown apart just enough to reveal hard lines of his chest. One spot had been prepared in his presence, but he had not invited me be seated near him.We soon caught glances and he patted his thigh once in his usual sharp, Commanding."Come here, little Sovereign."And my bare feet clung to the cold floor. The red silk gown in which they had thrust me fitted me as if it were wet paint--sleeveless, cut at the hip, cut at the neck and leaving my nipples half covered by the gold embroidery. Each movement caused the cloth to slide over the skin that was still rougher at the same time after the previous night preparations. The silver collar hummed out its everlasting hateful tune

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

Ryder’s POV The courtyard smelled like old blood, wet stone, and the kind of cold that sinks into your marrow and stays there. They’d dragged me out at first light, the chains rattling like a bad joke and chained me to the whipping post in the center of the training yard. Arms stretched high, wrists wrapped in silver-laced leather that burned every time I flexed. Shirt long gone. Back already a map of yesterday’s lashes. Fresh welts from the recruits’ practice blades crisscrossed my ribs like drunken poetry. Thorne’s new pups circled me like jackals learning to hunt. Young, eager, stupid. Most of them barely old enough to knot, but they swung wooden training swords with all the confidence of boys who’d never tasted real pain. “Again,” barked the drill master, a scarred bastard with one milky eye. “Aim for the ribs. Make him feel it.” The first recruit stepped up, chest puffed, sword raised. He was shaking just enough for me to notice. I grinned through split lips. “C’mon, kid.

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

Jessica POV Thorne didn’t take me back to the suite. He dragged me against my will, the friction of my own silk dress feeling like a thousand needles against my sensitized skin, through the narrow, cold-stone corridors of the Spire’s upper levels. The Lotus Root was peaking now; every draft of air felt like a physical caress, every heartbeat a drum echoing in my skull.He shoved me into my room and locked the door behind him. I collapsed onto the rug, my breath coming in shallow, jagged gasps.“Enjoy the fire, Jessica,” he murmured, his eyes scanning my trembling form with clinical satisfaction. “It’s a long night. I expect you to be well-rested when I return to put that heat to use.”The click of the lock sounded like a gunshot.I collapsed onto the thick rug, palms slapping stone. My breath came in shallow, filthy pants. Between my legs everything was swollen, slick, pulsing—obscenely empty. The drug made my cunt feel like a separate, starving animal clawing to be filled. I clench

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

RYDER POV The darkness in the Drip-Cells wasn't just an absence of light; it was a physical weight. It pressed into my lungs, thick with the stench of stagnant water and the rot of men who had given up. I hung from the wall. My arms were jerked upward by "Null-Magic" shackles. They ate into my wrists. Every time I sagged, the silver-lined iron bit deeper. It sent a sickening, numbing pulse through my nerves. It was designed to keep the wolf suppressed. It felt like my soul was being held underwater. "Still... breathing... Ryder?" The voice came from the cell across the narrow, flooded walkway. Kai. He sounded like he’d been swallowing gravel. I couldn't see him, but I could hear the rhythmic clink of his chains as he shifted. "Takes more... than a few... whips to kill... a ghost," I managed to rasp. My chest felt like it had been put through a meat grinder. The guards had been thorough. They wanted to see if a rogue Alpha’s skin broke the same as a commoner’s. It did. But my s

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

Jessica’s POV The silence which immediately succeeded the scream of mine into the pipes was so thick that it was as much as one could have choked on. I remained on my knees, with my hand (which continued to drip violet tinged blood on the iron grate) and my body a battleground of conflicting sensations. The Lotus Root was a sadist; each agony in my cut palm was a jolt to the sore that was there between my thighs. I was a bit of wire that was drawn to the breaking point, and aching with impatience that might have melted my bones.“I am here,” I whispered again, and the words went down the black throat of the Spire.The wild bellowing of the depths had died away, but the buzzing was still--a low frequency vibration in the rock which answered the frenetic tread of my heart. I pulled myself off the wash-stand, leaving behind me the smearings of red, and sat down against the bottom of the full-length mirror.My reflection was a horror. My hair was a nest of wildness, my lips were chewe

CHAPTER FORTY

Jessica’s POV "You are beautiful in the firelight, Jessica, he thought, glimpsing at my rumpled shape, the red silk of my dress squeezing about my knees. And although you have the fever of the Root churning through you, you have a dignity in you that the ladies of this court could not have dreamed of imitating.He filled a glass and set to my side, the aroma of costly spice and antique oak permeating the air between us. He huddled forward, with the glass. "Drink. It will cool down the heat. I do not want you suffering to-night. I want you... present."I would prefer to choke on the dust of this floor, I purred, my voice like broken glass.Thorne laughed, a deep, low laugh. He put the glass aside, and put out his hand, his fingers running along the edge of my jaw. I shuddered, yet he seized me under my chin, and I was looking at him. His eyes were dark, and there was a swirl in them which gave me the creeps.Why you struggle with what is inevitable? he said, bringing his head nearer s

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