บททั้งหมดของ Claimed by the Ruthless Alpha Prince: บทที่ 361 - บทที่ 370

Colt was a wretched pig of a man. He may not have looked it, with his cunning good looks and playful smirk, but I knew now that deep inside him was an irredeemable monster that wanted only to see his father succeed. I hated it so much that I had never let him get close to me.Seeing him again had shocked me with nausea. He merely stood by while his father pelted me with kicks and locked up my companions and me. He just watched, letting it all happen! And then he had the nerve to walk up to us while we were all chained up, making comments about how I’d find him irresistible as if our lives weren’t at stake and my mother wasn’t crumpled on the floor dying. I couldn’t believe him. He had no empathy, no heart. Why would he even pretend to care so deeply for that baby girl, as if she was his own, if not to manipulate us?He didn’t truly care about her, did he?The cold stone floor left pebbled impressions on my arms and legs as I lay, watching the guards like a cobra waiting to strike. If

The mayhem didn’t end once Kiara and her friends escaped. They kept running, and some dragons and wolves took off after them, but I knew it would be futile. The Mythguard would keep them safe. Instead, all attention turned to Lothair ripping Muriel off the ground and away from the baby girl.The dragon I’d been fighting with had pinned me to the ground and punched me in the cheek. Once he was distracted, I shoved him away and got to my feet. I couldn’t see what had happened to the child. People knelt around her, scooping her up off the ground and dealing with her out of sight. They took her away to where I couldn’t see. My heart hurt, fearing that she had become little more than a corpse. All that was left was Lothair hoisting Muriel up in the air, who had long since fallen limp, barely alive by the shuddering gasps of her dying body.“Enough!” My father stormed forward, limping and bleeding from his fight with Everett. He shoved everyone out of the way. I followed him, standing as ta

I walked in a haze for the rest of the journey back to Everett’s house.Clouds pushed across the sky, blocking out the sun and turning the air cold. Even with the leggings and t-shirt I wore, there was a chill in my blood that I couldn’t seem to shake. I knew what it was from. The last image I had of my mother was lodged in my mind, that vision of her staring sadly at me as I left her—again. Tears rolling down her cheeks. Only this time, we both knew that I wouldn’t be able to save her. It would be the last time I’d ever see her, and the weight of her permanent absence dragged me down to the depths of my inner ocean, sapping all the heat and strength from my body. I’d failed.The small reassurances offered by my companions meant nothing to me. Aislin and Billie apologized softly for having to leave my mother behind, but it wasn’t their fault; it was mine. I was the one stupid enough to endanger the infant and force my mother to stay behind and help her. Maybe if I had just handed her

The tables have turned since the last time I had Kiara alone. Now, my wrists were bound, and I was at her mercy while she leered at me with the judgment of a titan.She said nothing while I scraped my brain for the right words to begin with. “Nothing I say can give you back everything you’ve lost,” I sighed.Kiara’s eyes narrowed, her fists clenched by her sides. But she stayed silent, so I conjured up more to fill the silence.“I want to undo everything. Go back in time and find a way to get your mom out of that cave, take back everything stupid I’ve said and done to you. I’d… I’d kill David if it would stop all of this from happening.”“It’s too late,” she said coldly.“I know it’s too late, but I wish it weren’t. I wish I had the courage to do what had to be done, to protect you and your mother and everyone that David hurt—”Kiara suddenly lunged, shoving me hard in the chest. I thumped against the wall as her hands wrapped up in my shirt, blazing anger igniting in her eyes. “She’s

I didn’t know if she felt that way too, but that was how it felt for me. Catrina had always been my brutal, harsh, beautiful other half. I was closer to Billie, yes, in that Billie was a better friend than Catrina, but Catrina had really defined who I was. I was her clever little brother. The voice of reason. I was mischievous when it was least expected, and I was responsible when it was needed, but without Catrina to compare myself to, I just became… reactions and thoughts untethered. I didn’t know who I was supposed to be until my father took the place of Catrina. And then I became the heir. I was supposed to be cruel and merciless like him. But I felt even less like myself then.“I don’t know what to do now that she’s gone,” Kiara finally admitted. Maybe she did know how I felt—the sense of aimlessness, the loss.“I had a dream earlier… I dreamed of the Sky Goddess, Welkin. She’s angry about what happened to my mother. I am, too. And I think she wants me to keep fighting against t