Semua Bab Never Again, Alpha: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Cheska’s POV“Thank you,” I said. “For not biting into me.”There was a pause before he responded harshly. Suddenly he got up from his chair and was next to me. I looked at him in fear, questioning how he got to me so fast. Valentine smiled smugly and spoke."I wouldn't be thanking me. That was merely a snack."I inhaled sharply and looked away from him. I heard him laugh coldly as he retreated from the door and walked to the fire in front of it. He stood next to the flames and gazed at them thoughtfully, seeming to forget as if I was there.Just as I was leaving through the doorway, Valentine appeared behind me again. He whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine."Don't think you've gotten off that easily, Cheska. Your punishment will come in the right way, at the right time."I involuntarily let out a small whimper. When I did, I heard him laugh behind me. "Go eat your dinner bitch."Without waiting another moment, I opened Valentine's door and exited his room. I stood i

Cheska's POVMy eyes scanned the bedroom as my dazed brain tried to recover. Valentine was nowhere to be seen, which was expected. I sighed aloud to myself, a loud and long breath escaping my lips. Once I felt I could stand, I lifted myself off the bed and planted my feet on the ground, finding my crutch to lean on next to the bed. I knew the routine after Valentine fed-Leave the room as soon as I awoke and don't let him see me lingering.I had no problems with doing this, I didn't want to stick around in the monster's room anyway.However, today, I hesitated.I recalled the conversation I had with Sophia, that seemed like it was so long ago."There's a key somewhere in this house that can free us without the need of Valentine." Her voice was excited, yet hushed to whispers. "What? How do you know that?" I asked incredulously. She smirked slightly and responded. "When you've been around as long as I have, you learn a couple of things. A few months back I overheard Valentine talking

Cheska’s POVIt seemed that hours had passed since Sophia left the room. As soon as she left, I got up and began looking for the key, but had no luck. Ever since I heard Valentine come home, I had been laying in bed, breathing rapidly and sleeping on and off. I filled my mind with confusing thoughts of my family, old life, and Abby with my son. Just after Sophia brought me dinner, Valentine came into the room and hadn't left since. He'd been sitting at his desk, filing through paperwork, completely silent. It was unnerving to say the least, but there was nothing I could do about it except continue to fake my sickness.Eventually the sun started to set, and it's rays escaped into the room through the large window in front of the desk. I tried to bask in the warmth for as long as I could, before Valentine got up and closed the heavy curtains. I watched as he roughly pulled them into place, securing them together with a fancy type of string. Once the room was covered again in darkness,

“Say that again,” I said looking at Anchor. I wish he was wrong, I wished he just made it but why would he lie? West rogues are more dignified than packs. And Anchor has been one of the respected rogues. Fuck. I didn’t even realize I was something Anchor had given me, Cheska’s torn dress. “We found that piece of cloth months ago when we patrolled our area. One of my men told me feral rogues had been spotted carrying a woman and said they were heading to the mansion,” Anchor said. “That mansion was owned by Valentine Arkansas, your brother. She was taken there.”For a second, I didn’t react or breathe. “You’re lying.” My voice came out shaky, the denial was there but thinking Rowan had betrayed and Valentine had known it all along, it added to everything that I was too blind to see. Anchor didn’t even blink.“I’m not. Why would I lie?”Everything clearly comes to my mind. Rowan. The wrong trails. The delays.Valentine showed up every time like he was helping but never actually h

Cheska’s POVAs soon as Valentine left his room, I listened closely to the sounds of him leaving the house. I was surprised to even hear a car drive down the gravel pavement outside, away from the house. I listened to the soft rumbling of the car, wanting nothing more than its purr to help me drift off to sleep. Now that he was gone, all I wanted was to curl up in a ball and cry. I recalled the things he said to me, and shivered at his cruelness.There were times when I thought I sensed some sort of kindness or humanity in him, but each and every instance he has proved me wrong. First, by beating me. Then, beating Two. Again, I hoped there was some sort of mercy in him when he ordered me on bed rest until I wasn't ill. He proved me wrong in one short conversation.I couldn't dwell on him right now, though. I needed to focus on searching this room again.I pulled the comforter back from my body, and slowly inched out of its warm embrace. I placed both my feet on the ground, then looked