Alle Kapitel von BLIND ALPHA'S CAPTIVE: HER ULTIMATE REVENGE : Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

Avery’s POV I tried to stand, but he lunged again, his fingers locking into my shirt and dragging me back down. I rolled onto my back and wrapped my legs around his waist, yanking him down with me. My arm hooked around his neck in a desperate chokehold from the bottom.I squeezed with everything I had left, burying my elbow under his chin, trying to crush his trachea. He thrashed like a wild animal, his fist slamming blindly into my ribs, cracking the bone. I gasped, but I didn’t let go. I held on, staring into his maddened, bloodshot eyes as his breathing turned into a desperate wheeze.Suddenly, a heavy, metallic thud cut through the sound of our grunting, and something flooded over my face, pouring into my eyes.Then he went completely rigid. His eyes rolled back, the life draining out of them in an instant as his jaw slumped open. He toppled sideways off me, slumping onto the concrete floor like a sack of wet flour. I scrambled backward against the cold wall, chest heaving as I

Lucian’s POV.I stood in the center of my chambers, gripping my cane very tightly. The fire crackled in the hearth, but its warmth did nothing to chase away the cold void where Avery should have been. Her scent of vanilla still lingered faintly in the air, a cruel, mocking reminder of what had been ripped away from me.I had let her go.I had permitted her to walk into the lower sectors, knowing full well the dangers that lurked beyond my walls. Fool.My fist flew into the mirror, nearly shattering it with one hit. Tiny shards rained down, slicing into my knuckles as they hit the floor. It imitated exactly what my soul felt like. Completely shattered.Snarling, I pulled back and drove my fist into the remaining pieces again. Over and over. The mirror cracked and splintered under my blind fury until only jagged edges remained, the sound of breaking glass feeding the storm inside me.I dropped to my knees, fingers sweeping across the floor, cutting deeper into my palms as I searched f

Avery’s POV.The wagon jolted and rattled over every uneven patch of ground. I stayed silent, at least verbally. My teeth chattered the entire way as the freezing night air leaked through the wooden slats. The thin gown the rogues had forced on me after the inspection did nothing to keep out the cold, leaving me shivering uncontrollably.One of the guards riding in the back finally grunted in irritation. "Shut that noise up. You're driving me mad.” He tossed a coarse, filthy blanket over me. It smelled of sweat and mold, but I pulled it tighter anyway, trying to trap what little warmth I could.I shot him a cold glare instead of thanking him. Then, I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders and focused on breathing through the pain. Every second that passed took me farther from Lucian and closer to whatever fresh hell Raith had prepared.The wagon finally slowed. Dread settled deep in my gut. I steeled my spine and waited as both men climbed out of the wagon, the doors slamming

Lucian’s POV The door to my chambers slammed open with enough force for the doorknob to create a hole in the wall. "Alpha," Vance said, stepping in, having just gotten back from the continued search. I put him in charge of the hunt since I had been losing control. Four days since I let Avery walk into the lower sector and the mate bond thrashing against my ribcage. "We have the location of the rogues who took her." "How did you find them?" "One of the trackers caught Avery’s scent on them, and their cargo matched the one that was previously abandoned." “Walk and talk,” I ordered, already on my heel and heading out. “What’s the address?” He quickly gave me the address of a tavern. The Black Boar tavern as he hurried to keep up behind me. Servants scattered as we descended into the courtyard, their heartbeats spiking. I climbed into an open carriage, my injured palm gripping the wooden sides. Vance jumped onto the driver's seat, snapped the reins, and the horses surged forwar

Avery’s POV “Come to me, Avery.” Raith’s mangled voice hit me as Seth dragged me out of the wagon, my bare feet sinking into the freezing mud. I lifted my head, pain shooting through my body, and froze. Raith stood at the top of the stairs. But it wasn’t just him. The woman beside him… her face. I knew that face. Where had I seen her before? The soft features, the gentle curve of her lips, those wide eyes that once looked at me with fake pity in the garden. My mind scrambled, heart pounding harder as the memory slammed into me. Lilith. “You…” The word came out broken. Lilith descended the steps gracefully, that same soft smile now twisted with cruel satisfaction. She stopped right in front of me, tilting her head as if we were old friends. “Hello again, Avery,” she said sweetly. “Took you long enough to recognize me.” Raith let out a gurgling laugh beside her. “My little hired whore has always been talented at playing the innocent girl.” Everything clicked into place at o