Alle Kapitel von Auctioned Bride Of The Cursed Alpha : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Xlynor's POVEven after my order, she clamped her lips shut. I almost laughed at her defiance. Did she think that was enough to stop me?I gripped her jaw hard, forcing her lips open, then I poured the contents of the bowl into her mouth.This was different from the sedative Jojo gave her. I made it myself, and it was supposed to cleanse her body of the effect of my powers.I knew she was human, so the effects were going to be worse and, on a normal day, I was supposed to leave her with the effects as more punishment, but how could I let my little menace remain this weak?She retched, about to throw up, but I clasped my palm over her lips. I wasn't about to let her waste my hours of hard work. “You will not,” I deadpanned, and she immediately swallowed it back.I smirked. She had finally learned that every action had consequences. Perfect.I wiped her lips with my thumb, but she immediately pushed me away. “What did you make me drink? Some stuff to finish off what you started, huh?” S

Ivara's POV“Kerion! Kerion! Stop please…stop.” I yelled, reaching out for him.He wasn’t too far, nor was he too close, but for some reason, I couldn't move closer to him. Each step I took was heavier than the last, yet I remained rooted in place.Kerion stood there, his back turned to me as he stared into the abyss.“You're not going to leave me too, are you? You're not going to do the same to me,” I cried, flopping on the floor since I couldn't move.“I'm sorry, Kenna.”He preferred calling me by my middle name, ‘Kenna’.“It's just too late— too late. Everything has gone wrong already. I was supposed to get you closer to him, but I lagged off and did the opposite… I threaded the forbidden path, Kenna, thinking I could hide you the same way others thought.” He paused, finally turning to me.He was the same as Xlynor; the physique, the eyes, the tattoos, the aura. The only thing I wasn't sure of was his face. He had this veil over his face so I could only see his eyes and part of his

Xlynor's POVI sat in the back seat while a guard drove us toward the Dark Castle.I had just finished a meeting with the elders, and as usual, their topic kept revolving around a mate and an heir. Exhausting, I must say.I reclined into the seat, my eyes shut. I'd been feeling weird all day, like my demons were throwing a fit. It wasn't time yet, so what exactly was going on with me?Zane sat beside me, his voice low as he gave me the rundown while the rest of the guards drove in a different car behind us.“Alpha Callum pleads for your help, his pack has been getting lots of attacks from the rogues, and he asks for some Dark Hound warriors.” Zane muttered.My eyes snapped open at Zane's words and my neck turned to him. “He needs warriors? Then give him warriors. He's been a good ally,” I replied.Callum was a good friend and partner. Lending him a few warriors was nothing.Zane nodded. “Noted, Alpha.”I didn't respond. My brows remained furrowed and my forehead creased.“Why do we ne

Xlynor's POVI didn't know how I did it, but the next second, I was right at the furnace ground. My teleportation had been triggered without my consent. I didn't have time for the realization to sink in before I turned to the furnace.The silver-haired was walking straight into the fire, like she was being hypnotized… The strange part was that the fire had no effect on her even though she was seconds away from being engulfed by it.I used my supernatural speed and rushed over to her. My arms curled around her waist and, at the same time, the fire brightened like it had been fueled more, the force throwing us back.With my other hand, I protected her face then covered her body with mine as we rolled against the hot ground and debris. For some reason, all my instincts screamed at me to protect her — and I did.By the time we stopped rolling, the guards and slaves were already gathered around. I guessed my aura had alerted them.I stood, then dragged the silver-haired up with me.At that

Ivara's POVThe gravel crunching under our feet as I trudged alongside Eryndor was the only sound breaking the awkward silence between us.I couldn't help but glance at him. His eyes were fixed ahead, a distant look on his face like he didn't have a care in the world. Meanwhile, I was struggling with sweaty palms, and my stomach twisting painfully.I tried to steady my heartbeat as I glanced at the guards on patrol. They didn't look like they cared, but I still felt uneasy.After much pleading and coercion from Eryndor, I finally agreed to go horse riding with him even though it made my stomach churn.We'd just left the slave camp after I was done changing into the gears he got me. Yep! He came prepared. He got me comfortable pants, a shirt, sturdy boots with a low heel and gloves, and now we were leaving the camp.As we approached the gate, he finally broke the silence. “Tell me about Silver Moon, your parents, how exactly did you end up in Dark Hell?” he asked.I froze for a millisec