All Chapters of The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AriaAll I’ve done the past few days was sleep, my head pounded from crying, whether it was because I was left here alone or remembering that my sister was still in that cage and it ate me up.I had bottled so much, trying to be strong but the excruciating pain inside is just unbearable. My parents were so stupid to have made a deal with a monster like Alpha Dexter. Now they paid with their life and left both Whitney and I suffering endlessly. Because it’s obvious he wasn’t ready to let us go, what did I think about coming here?That I would just request for her freedom and it will be handed to me on a plate? Now, it sure sounds ridiculous but I don’t regret the decision I made.Dexter told me earlier Whitney was free.And I was glad to hear it, but the maid who cleaned the room gossiped and the realization hit me like cold water.He is such a cruel man, of course he will not abide by my request completely, what did I expect?I stood frozen in the middle of the bedroom I had been lock

AriaThe entire day I’d spent lost in my mind — endlessly drowning in doubt, fear, and the heavy burden of my decision. I felt I was on a cliff and had no choice but to jump.It was like trying to contain a raging storm with my bare hands, fighting Dexter. He was relentless, overpowering and no matter how much I fought back, no matter how much I resisted, there was little I could do to stop him. It was a bitter truth, I had lost the fight even before it started.But Whitney…I breathed deeply, shakily, and pulled my eyes up to my cheeks.I couldn’t haul her into my war any more.I had to surrender.That evening the door swung open and my heart smacked my ribs. Dexter stepped inside and the room seemed to shrink and the air seemed to get so much heavier. He didn't say a word when he shut the door quietly behind him, making my stomach twist.I straightened up, forcing myself to do so. I inhaled and my nails dug into my palms. With barely more than a whisper I said, "I've accepted your c

AriaThe door swings open without warning.A loud bang follows as it crashes against the wall, rattling the already cold, suffocating room. The sharp sound jolts me awake, my body stiffening on instinct. My pulse stutters, a deep sense of unease washing over me.At first, I thought it’s Dexter.Because who else would storm in like this? He always walked in like even the entire world was his.Even though my eyes were still groggy, I could at least feel the change in the room, the air in the room had shifted the moment she walked in.My breath hooked in my throat, gulping like I had tried swallowing what I couldn't chew.I never thought there would be someone else who carries the same air of dominance as that prick.A tall, elegant woman stands at the entrance, poised like royalty, draped in authority. Everything about her screams power. The way she holds herself. The way her chin is tilted is just slightly higher than necessary, like she was born to look down on others.Her gaze sweeps

Aria One such place that was so vast that when you heard the clinking silverware against porcelain, it echoed in a strange way in the dining hall. I just sat there watching the plate of steaming food before me to enjoy the edges of the spoon with my wandering fingers as I pondered what would be next. Fear or suspicion wasn’t what made me hesitate, it was instinct. Something was wrong."This is the first time they ask me to come eat at the dining table" I muttered to myself.This maid was different from the one who had served me before-she was one that belonged to only Dexter's mother and was one of those personal servants. A woman whose eyes were sharp like those of a hawk, who also had such presence that made my skin crawl.She was young, probably in her early twenties, and she held herself too stiffly. The way she placed my plate, the way her hands lingered just a second too long, the way she refused to meet my eyes added to the gnawing discomfort in my stomach.But I was too tired

AriaI managed to start breathing evenly after three days.Three long, miserable days where my body still felt like it had been drowned in fire and left to rot. My limbs were weak, my throat burned from the aftermath of the poison, and the only thing I could do was sit by the window, staring at the outside world like some pathetic prisoner.Which, in a way, I was.I had thought long and hard during those three days. Thought about how much my life was worth in this pack.Nothing.Absolutely fucking nothing.Ironically, in a place where my supposed mate was the Alpha, I was no better than a ghost, drifting through this existence, waiting for the next cruel twist of fate.Fate.That word alone made me want to laugh. Or cry. I wasn’t sure anymore.Was this fate?Was it the Moon Goddess who cursed me with this path?All I had ever wanted was a simple life. A chance to leave the family that never regarded me, to finally meet my mate and have something—someone—to call my own.But my parents