Todos os capítulos de Ruin Me, Alpha: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I don't remember how I made it out of Simon's room. I just knew that I was moving, my dress dragging across the floor, heart pounding like thunder, eyes too blurred to see where I was going.The air outside hit me cold and sharp. Most especially cold. The laughter and chatter from the wedding hall drifted through the open doors ahead. They were happy, clueless sounds that twisted my stomach.I should've run. Hidden. Screamed. Anything. But I kept walking. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me broken. If I was going to burn, I'd burn on my feet.When I pushed open the heavy doors of the wedding hall, all eyes turned to me.Hundreds of them.The decorations still hung around — flowers, silver ribbons, candles glowing along the walls. But the mood had changed. Loud tension filled the air, the hall charged with tension, whispers rippling through the crowd.“Did you hear? Alpha Elias has been arrested.”“Arrested? By Silvercrest?”“They say Devon himself came for him—”Th

“Who are you?”He didn't answer my question.Instead, his voice came low, smooth as smoke. “Can't you smell my rank?”I frowned. “What?”“Your wolf,” he said. “She should tell you what I am.”I gave a short laugh, the kind that sounded more like defeat. “She doesn't talk to me anymore.”He tilted his head slightly, those gray eyes watching me like I was a puzzle. “Doesn't talk to you?”“Not since my father was arrested,” I said quietly, my fingers tracing the rim of my glass. “I've lost everything that made me who I was. My wolf, my strength… even my scent feels weaker. I'm practically human now.”He leaned back in his seat. “Alpha's daughter, right?”I nodded, forcing a smile that didn't reach my eyes. “Used to be. Now I'm just the girl living in the Omega quarters. My father's gone, my title's gone, and the son of a bitch who made it happen is still out there, pretending to be a saint.” I took a long sip, the liquor burning my throat harshly.His gaze sharpened. “Name?”“Alpha Devon,

His voice echoes through the hall, that same smooth, commanding tone that had whispered filthy things in my ear last night. “It is of great delight to have you here, people of Ironfang.” I can't breathe. My hands clench into fists, nails digging into my palms. Alpha Devon Warner. The bastard who framed my father, killed my brother, ruined everything—and I let him fuck me. My chest felt heavy, it felt like I couldn't breathe.Brielle's grip tightens on my arm. “Irene, what's wrong? You're shaking.”I shove her hand off. “Nothing. Just… Just shut up.”Devon continues, his icy gray eyes scanning the crowd like he owns us all. And he does now, doesn't he? “Today marks a new era. The Ironfang and Silvercrest Packs are merging under one banner—mine. As your new Alpha, I promise strength, unity, and prosperity for those who pledge loyalty.”The Omegas murmur in excitement, some clapping. I want to vomit. After all father had done to this ungrateful weak bastards? He literally gave them shelt

Dawn came too soon. I dressed plainly, in a new mini dress I had gotten during the week, clevage out in the open, a small scale wounded around my neck to hide the fading marks, and headed to the Pack house. Guards nodded me through—Silvercrest ones, of course.The penthouse was guarded. Father had never lived in the penthouse before. He had been planning to give it to Simon and I when we got married.Simon, that bastard...It was breathtaking. The penthouse in the middle of no where. Made with black granite. Floor-to-ceiling windows and a jacuzzi just by the entrance.Wooden stairs led to the entrance. I stepped in, two strong-faced men guiding the door. They were pack warriors. When I walked into the house, the strong scent of an Alpha hitting me, almost knocking me down. The last time I felt that scent was from my father, a month ago.The memory of my father renewed the hatred I had for him in me.“He is upstairs. In his office.”One of the men by the door spoke, although his voice

I dragged myself to the training grounds at dawn, the mandatory Omega session hanging over me like a noose. After that humiliating dinner last night, where Devon had toyed with me like a cat with a mouse, I barely slept. His smirk, his scent, his audacious “request” to fuck me again—it all boiled in my veins. That monster thought he could own me. I'd show him otherwise, even if it meant playing along in this farce of a training.The field was packed with Omegas, all shuffling into lines under the watchful eyes of Devon's Gamma, a burly guy named Harlan with a scar across his cheek. He stood on a makeshift platform, arms crossed, barking orders like he owned us.“Listen up!” Harlan shouted, his voice gravelly. “Under Alpha Devon's new rules, loyalty to the Alpha is non-negotiable. You'll train harder, fight smarter, and report any disloyal whispers directly to me. No more slacking, breaches mean demotion or worse. We're Ironcrest now, unified. Praise the merger or get out.”Murmurs rip