บททั้งหมดของ Blood Moon's Alpha: His Rejected Mate, His Hidden Heir: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

The heavy door above slams shut with a finality that echoes through the entire underground chamber.My hope dies instantly.They did not forget to lock the cell door. They just locked the main exit. I'm trapped down here regardless.I laugh weakly under my breath.“That’s okay,” I whisper to myself shakily. “At least if there’s a snake in here, I can run upstairs.”I try to deceive myself, but then my stomach growls loudly, reminding me I haven't eaten, and the harsh reality sets in.Nothing is okay.Nothing down here is okay.I force myself to get up, all the physical pain flaring up again after the brief break. I drag my aching body toward the iron bars, shaking uncontrollably as I struggle to hang the wet sheet over the metal rod to dry.Once I finish, I turn toward the bed again.And it's worse now.The hay is rotten, weak wood, and a thick cloth lies on top.I pick it up cautiously, intending to use it for warmth, but the damp, foul smell of rot and mildew hits my nose so strongl

The memories of the night before, their rough usage, and the soreness in my muscles—it all flares up.Rowan ignores my cries.I hear the rustle of clothing, the sound of a belt being unbuckled, and then the hot, heavy weight of his cock presses against my thigh.He is thick, hard, and ready.He lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist, and pins me harder against the bars.His glowing golden eyes bore into mine, and I see the beast lurking behind them. The Lycan. The monster.“Please… It already hurts…” I cry out as he lines the blunt, massive head of his cock pressing against my slick folds.I grab his shoulders, desperately pushing, trying to create distance, but there's nowhere to go. The bars are behind me; his body is in front of me.I'm trapped.“Please don't. I'm still so sore from last night. It hurts. Everything hurts. Just give me time to heal, please—”He rams himself inside me with one savage, powerful thrust.“AHHH!”The scream that tears from my throat is primal, raw,

I look away and quickly reach for the object hidden beneath the hay. My fingers tighten around it, the rusted nail digging into my palm.I found it buried inside the rotten bed frame the day I was brought here. Instinct told me then it would come in handy, and it has.This is my way out.The footsteps stop outside my cell, and the iron door groans open.I don't look up or make any move.Rowan's heavy boots enter the cell, coming to a halt right in front of me. Silence follows. For a long moment, neither of us speaks. Then—“You're awake.”I stare at the muddy floor. The dried blood in my hair pulls painfully against my scalp. My head throbs. Everything hurts.None of it matters.“Allison.”I don't answer. He steps away and when he returns, a tray is placed beside me. The cold metal bites into my bare skin, and I flinch back.“Eat.”My eyes drift toward it, and I almost laugh. Yesterday he fucked me until I could barely stand. He brings me this "breakfast," and he expects what exactly?

It's a photograph of the lycan twins and Adelaide.For a moment, I just stare.It looks like a mating ceremony. Adelaide stands between them, radiant in white, while Rowan and Ronan stand on either side of her.Smiling. Actually smiling. The sight shocks me more than it should.I had heard the rumors. The stories about the Stormclaw twins being cold, ruthless monsters incapable of love.But whoever started those rumors had never seen this picture. The way they're looking at her says everything.Adelaide isn't just their queen. She's their world.Their entire world.A knot forms in my stomach.No wonder they want me to suffer. No wonder they look at me like I'm something they would gladly tear apart with their bare hands. This isn't just a photograph.This is a memory.A precious one.And suddenly panic crashes through me.How do I explain this?How do I make them believe I didn't touch it?I can't.They'll never believe me.“You... how could you do this?” I stammer, staring at the pic

The silence stretches until it feels like a physical weight crushing the air out of the room.Britney keeps her eyes glued to the floor, her shoulders shaking violently as a soft sob breaks from her chest."I am waiting," Ronan says, his voice a quiet promise of absolute destruction.Britney snaps. The sheer pressure of his royal aura is too much for an ordinary pack member to bear. She raises a trembling hand, her finger pointing directly at the blonde maid beside her."It was Alicia," Britney wails, her voice cracking with terror. "She did it. She knocked over the table, and she tore the photograph. I didn't want to lie, Your Majesty. Please, I swear I had nothing to do with it."Alicia gasps, her eyes widening."Britney, you lying little cow!" She scrambles forward on her knees, reaching out toward the hem of Ronan's trousers. "Your Majesty, she's lying. The prisoner threatened her. I would never destroy something that belonged to Queen Adelaide."For a moment, Claudia simply stare