All Chapters of The Royal Alphas’ Captive Maid: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Nothing about this is simple.""No," Alaric agreed. "It's not. But the choice is. Sign and your mother lives. Refuse and she dies. Everything else is just details."She looked at the contract on the desk.Seven pages. Legal language. A cage disguised as employment.But her mother's life was in those pages."I need time to think," she said."You have three minutes," Alaric said. "After that the offer expires.""That's not enough time....""It's the time you have." He looked at his watch. "Three minutes starting now."She wanted to scream. Wanted to run. Wanted to tear the contract into pieces and throw it in his face.But her mother's voice was in her head.I miss you, baby. So much.Weaker every day. Running out of time.Three weeks. Maybe four.Unless she signed this contract.Unless she gave these men exactly what they wanted.Her freedom. Her choices. Her life.In exchange for her mother's.She walked to the desk on shaking legs.Picked up the contract.Read through it one more ti

She came hard. Her body clamping around him. Her nails digging into his shoulders.He groaned. Let her work through it. Then lifted her off him."What..."He turned her around. Positioned her reverse cowgirl. Her back to his chest."Keep moving," he commanded. Guided her down onto him from behind.This angle was deeper. More intense. She could feel everything.His hand wrapped around her throat from behind. Not squeezing. Just holding. A reminder of who was in control.His other hand went to her clit."One more," he said against her ear. "Give me one more and then I'll let you rest.""I can't...""Yes you can." His fingers circled her clit. His hips thrust up into her from below. "You're going to come for me one more time. And you're going to scream my name when you do."He worked her relentlessly. No mercy. No gentleness.Just pure possession.When the third orgasm hit her, she did exactly what he said.Screamed his name.He came inside her with a groan. Filling her the way Alaric ha

"I remember," Clara whispered. "I was so sick. The doctors said there was nothing they could do. And then Cain came home with this treatment. This miracle. He said a friend had helped him get it. He never told me who.""It was my family." Edmund's voice was quiet. "And Cain paid for that help with his life."Clara's eyes filled with tears. "The car accident.""Wasn't an accident." Edmund looked at his hands. "The organization Cain was gathering intelligence about....the Vigil...they found out he was feeding information to us. They killed him for it. And I've carried that guilt ever since.""Oh god." Clara pressed her hand over her mouth. "Melina doesn't know. She thinks....""She thinks it was an accident. And perhaps it's better that way." Edmund looked at her. "Some truths are too heavy to carry.""Why are you telling me this?""Because you deserve to know why I'm helping your daughter now. Why I'm giving you this treatment freely." He gestured to the vial. "I owe your family a debt

Aiden's POVAiden had set the table in Alaric's private dining room.Not the formal one. The small intimate one attached to his quarters.Three places. One for each of them. And one for her.She was going to hate this.The door opened. Alaric came in first. Then Melina.She stopped when she saw Aiden. Then saw Archer already sitting at the table."No," she said immediately. "Absolutely not.""Sit down," Alaric said behind her."I'm not having breakfast with you. With any of you.""Yes you are." Alaric guided her to the chair. Not roughly. Just firmly. "Sit."She sat. Because she didn't have a choice.Aiden brought the food. Eggs. Toast. Fruit. Coffee.Set a plate in front of her.She didn't touch it."Eat," Alaric said quietly."I'm not hungry.""Eat anyway.""You can't force me to eat.""Yes I can." Alaric picked up her fork. Put it in her hand. "Eat. Or I'll feed you myself."She looked at him. Saw he meant it.Picked up a piece of toast. Took a small bite. Chewed mechanically.Aide

Archer's POVArcher stood outside the bathroom door listening to the shower run.Behind that door, Melina was processing. Thinking. Connecting dots she wasn't supposed to connect yet.Mate.One word. Slipped out in a moment of weakness. And now she wouldn't let it go.He could feel it. Could feel her mind working even through the closed door. She was too smart. Too observant. She'd push and push until she got answers.Unless he made her forget the question entirely.Alaric's words echoed in his head. You're creative. Figure it out.Archer smiled slightly.He was very good at making people forget things. Particularly when those things involved questions he didn't want to answer.He pulled the key from the drawer. Master key to his own bathroom. Of course he had one.Unlocked the door quietly.The shower was running. Steam filled the room. He could see her silhouette through the frosted glass. Standing under the spray. Head down. Thinking.He stripped efficiently. Shirt. Pants. Everythi