All Chapters of Owned by the Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

By the time I got back to the house, I still hadn't fully put myself together and seeing the looks on Selene's and Mira’s faces was not helping matters. I walked into the room and slowly closed the door behind me. “What's with the looks on your faces?” I asked as I moved to sit on the bed. My frown deepened as they both exchanged glances, making me uncomfortable. “Did something happen?” I tried again. Mira looked as if she wanted to speak but was not sure of what to say. I sat still and waited, the hair at the back of my neck stood. Just as Mira finally opened her mouth to talk, the door suddenly burst open, and before I could understand what was going on, I was being pulled away out of the room. Panic worked it's way through me as I started to fight back. Well, at least I tried to but it didn’t seem to be doing anything at all, because the men were far bigger than I was. “What is going on? Where are you taking me?!” I yelled, but I wasn't even spared a glance. What was going on

ARIA I smiled at Selene as she handed me a cup of tea, but she didn’t leave immediately. I raised my brows with the cup halfway to my mouth. I took a sip and placed it down. “Is there a problem?” I asked as I adjusted my dress around my knees. “I should be asking you that.” she replied. My brows furrowed. “I don’t understand.” She hesitated, lightly swinging the tray she was holding. “You’ve not been acting like yourself ever since you came in from the woods two days ago.” I quickly looked away and swallowed. “I don’t understand what you’re saying.” I lied, taking another sip. I understood perfectly. Ever since that night, I didn’t even know how I felt. The only clear memory was falling asleep in Alaric’s arms after the most painful and humiliating experience of my life. The embarrassment still burned. I had woken up the next morning clean and in fresh clothes. Had he washed me? I hated that the sleep I’d gotten afterward had been the deepest I’d had in a long time. I hadn’t

VALEN Getting into Aria’s room had been harder than I expected. Alaric had tightened security over the past two weeks. More patrols. More eyes. Still, I made it through. I crouched just inside the window and listened hard for the sound of rushed footsteps or raised voices. Nothing came. Either the bastard was getting careless, or he was waiting for the right moment to catch me. With Alaric, it was always safer to assume the second option. I watched Aria yank the curtains shut the second I was inside, blocking any view from outside. She knew she was doing something she shouldn’t. The fact that she did it anyway told me more about her than she probably wanted. “Why are you here?” she asked, arms folded tightly under her chest. She hadn’t moved away from the window. I raised a brow. “You’re afraid of me, yet you still let me in?” “I’m not afraid of you. I just don’t know you.” Her eyes narrowed. “And yes, I know how stupid that sounds. You don’t have to point it out.” Defensive. In

ARIA Four days dragged by slowly and I waited for Valen each passing day. I intentionally left my window unlocked all the time, just incase he needed to come in through there. I groaned as I pressed my face deep into the pillow I was holding. He hadn't even told me how we were going to see. Did I need to go into the woods like the first time I met him? Or, was he just going to keep coming to my room? I sighed as I sat up. I didn't even know which one was safer incase we got caught. How would I explain to Alaric if Valen got caught in my room? That was too risky. He couldn't keep coming to my room. At least, if we got caught in the woods, Valen could find it easier to run away to wherever he could run to, while I could just lie and say it was my first time meeting him. I rolled off the bed and quickly went to lock the windows. In my situation, there was nothing like being too careful. I needed to get things in motion. Even I didn't know what I needed to get in motion. I j

ARIA I marched into the house and quickly walked to the stairs. I sighted Alaric and some of his men, our eyes met for a brief second before I looked away. “You're back early. Didn’t enjoy the views?” He asked with his hands on his waist as he moved closer to the stairs. I stopped halfway up to answer him. “I didn't really get to, but I feel sick. It just started.” I lied as I rubbed my forehead. He raised his brows. “That so?” “Yeah.” I responded as I continued going up. “I'll have them bring you soup.” He added and I froze. What if Valen was still around and in my room? This was trouble. Sweat beaded on my forehead and I turned to look at him. “No. No, i don't need soup or anything. I'm just tired, rest is all I need.” “Well, you should eat. You haven’t had breakfast.” He said as he looked at me intensely and folded his arms. How had he known? Everything happening around here really got reported back to him. “You said you don't feel well and you didn't