Todos os capítulos de Luna To The Blood Cursed Alpha: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

LEA’S POV My hands were still firmly clasped in his as he pulled me out of the washing area. His grip was firm, like he was afraid that if he let me go, Amreth might come and snatch me away. Rowan didn’t slow down as he walked down the corridor; he didn’t even look back or give me a chance to gather my thoughts. His grip was warm, and it should have provided me with some sort of comfort, but everything in my head was too unsettled and shaken by what had just happened.I could get the way Rowan spoke to Amreth out of my mind.My steps slowed a bit when we turned into a quieter corridor, my mind replaying the scene over and over again. I could still remember how sharp Rowan’s voice was and the way he hadn’t lowered his gaze or hesitated when he spoke to Amreth. He hadn’t even considered being submissive in Amreth’s presence.No one could talk to the Alpha that way, and yet he did like it as if it was nothing. That alone made a question settle in my mind. Just who was Rowan? The questio

LEA’S POV The maids around us were already watching me like I was something disgusting to look at. I lowered my eyes, swallowing hard as the weight of their stares pushed down on me.“Rowan, you really shouldn’t be here,” I tried to tell him again, my voice coming out as low as a whisper. “Everyone will–““I don’t care what they say, Lea.”His words were simple, but the way he said them, it really sounded like he didn’t care about what they were saying, and that made the pressure in my chest loosen slightly. I looked at him, my eyes lingering for a moment longer as I searched his face for any sign of doubt or hesitation. Something that might prove he didn’t fully understand what he was getting himself into.But I found none.Slowly, I let my hands drop back into the water and continued washing. The silence that had settled us didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. It was almost like being in his presence was the most natural thing ever, like we had done this a hundred times before.“Are y

LEA’S POV The maid’s head snapped to the side the moment it came in contact with my palm and the sound was enough to make the entire room plunge into a deep silence. No one moved, not even me. My chest rose and fell harshly, my heart pounding so hard, I could hear the pulse beating in my ears.Her head turned back slowly, and there was only pure rage flashing in her eyes. Her eyes grew wide as she held her cheek with a trembling hand.“You bitch–“She didn’t finish because she lunged at me without hesitation. Her hands reached out, grabbing at me, shoving me back so the others could join in. Their voices rose, overlapping with each other as they surged towards me.“How dare you!”“Who does this whore think she is?!”Fingers grabbed a hold of my clothes, my hair and began to pull, push and dragged me down as I struggled to keep my footing on the ground. My breath caught in my throat as I tried my best to push them away. But I was outnumbered. There were too many hands to push away.I

LEA’S POV “Lea!”Rowan’s voice echoed through the corridor, the strain evident in the way it cracked, but I was being pulled further and further away from him. I snapped my head back, my eyes wide as they landed on Amreth. My heart rammed against my ribs, the panic humming through my veins now mixing with a newfound anger.I twisted and turned in his grip, trying to free myself, but it was just a useless effort.“Let go of me!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice cracking slightly as my fingers clawed into the arms that were wrapped tightly around my waist. “Amreth, stop!”But my voice fell on deaf ears, and he kept pulling me away even harder.The corridor was a blur of lights as I tried to dig my heels into the ground, an attempt to resist him, but that was a futile effort. He was too strong, too relentless, and whatever emotion was brewing inside of him only seemed to make his grip tighter.“Amreth! I mean it, take your hands off me!” I struggled harder, my nails biting in

LEA’S POV Days went by, and it all blurred together like time had lost its meaning. I moved through the days, feeling like I wasn’t really living them. Morning would come, then afternoon, and then night, but none of what happened through the day really settled in my mind. All of it felt distant, like I was watching myself move through the day from afar.I was like a shell, hollow and detached, left behind and discarded.I worked; that was all I could do.If my hands were busy, if I kept scrubbing, carrying, arranging, filling the soil, cleaning, then maybe I would stop myself from thinking. Maybe I wouldn’t remember the way his voice had sounded, the way the harsh sound had landed on me, and the way it had completely shattered everything inside of me.I kept working, like I was a machine, like I was something that didn’t have emotions. But unfortunately, that wasn’t enough to keep my mind still.I would find myself pausing in the middle of a taste, staring blankly at the wall, my tho