All Chapters of The cursed Alpha’s Contract Bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Drake“She can’t see this,” I said.The words were heavy in my throat. Grey knew it, too. He saw the fire in my eyes and knew Angel could not see the beast. In a second, he moved. He was a blur, a shadow in the morning light. He knocked her out before she could scream, before she could truly see the blue fire in my gaze.I fell to one knee. The earth felt like it was moving. I had to get to my room. No one except Grey should see me on my knees. Like the speed of light, we moved to my room.Grey shoved the heavy chamber doors shut. He slammed the door hard, that it echoed through the high ceilings. Inside of me burns, I can belly. Breath.“Drake what’s going on, why can’t you control your shift and you are looking strange” Grey said. Is words seriousI stood in the center of the room. My chest , rising and falling with a hard, sharp rhythm. My bones were fighting me, but I did not bend. I would not.My hands were not my own. They trembled with a hunger I did not invite. I clamped the

AngelThe darkness was thick. I was in the garden. The roses were not red; they were the color of dried blood, and their thorns were as long as needles.I turned, and the black dog was there, it was starring and suddenly began to take calculated steps towards me, I did not wait I ran.."Help!" I tried to scream, but my voice was a puff of smoke.“Run! Run, before he gets you!” a voice spoke from behind“Is getting close” another voice screamed."No!" I screamed.I sat up so fast my head spun. My breath came in sharp, jagged gasps. I clutched the silk sheets until my knuckles went white. I looked around, my eyes wide and wild, searching for the blood, searching for the beast.“It was a dream”. I let out a breath of freedomI was in my room.. The sun was no longer gold; it was a deep, angry orange. It was late afternoon. I had slept through the day, drugged by the scent and the fear.I put my hand to my forehead. It was damp with sweat. My memory was a broken mirror, pieces of the morn

AngelThe day moved faster than I expected.At least I had something to be excited about.Dinner was quiet, almost like a funeral. The long dining table was full of food again, but the silence made it hard to enjoy any of it.I did not see Drake throughout dinner.Not like I was expecting him.Still, a small part of me noticed his absence.I pushed the thought away and focused on the one good thing in my day.The interview.After dinner, I went back to my room. My mind was racing. I tried to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes, I thought about tomorrow.“What if I get the job?” I whispered to myself.Then another thought came.“What if Drake finds out?”I shook my head.“I don’t care,” I muttered.Eventually, I drifted into a light sleep.Before I knew it, morning arrived.Sunlight slipped through the curtains.I sat up immediately.“Today is the day,” I whispered.I quickly got out of bed and got ready. I wore a white shirt and black trousers. Simple. Clean. Professional.I looked

AngelI looked at the wristwatch again. I wish I could stop time.I looked in front. The cars were not moving.I had just ten minutes, and it was already counting down.All I want is to be a writer and take care of my father. Why is it so hard?I let the tears roll down my cheeks and looked down at the wristwatch again like I could somehow stop time. But then I heard the engine of the car, and I raised my head.“Ma’am, the road is cleared,” the cab driver said.I looked at him in surprise, and joy welled up in my heart. I glanced back at the wristwatch. I had seven minutes more.“You… please drive a little faster,” I said.“Yes, I will,” he replied.I could not help but feel anxious as he drove past the other cars. My fingers tightened around my bag.Every second felt like it was chasing me.When the car finally stopped in front of the building, I quickly checked the time again.Two minutes behind.My heart sank. But I did not loose hope“Thank you,” I said quickly to the driver befor

AngelI could not breathe.“St… stop…” I tried to speak, but the word would not come out.Darkness blurred at the edges of my vision.Then I heard the voice before I felt his presence.“Bianca.”His voice was sharp.Suddenly, the tight grip around my throat loosened.I fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for air.My lungs burned as I tried to breathe again.Drake appeared beside me.“Are you okay?” he asked, reaching for my shoulder.I quietly moved away from his hand.“Don’t… don’t touch me,” I managed to say between breaths.Even if he saved me, it did not erase the fact that I had already lost so much because of him.I struggled to steady my breathing.“Bianca,” Drake called again.When I finally looked up, Bianca stood a few steps away, fidgeting.Drake’s grandmother stood in front of her like a shield.“Grandmother, leave now,” Drake said coldly.Bianca’s jaw tightened, but she said nothing.She turned and walked away with the old woman without looking back.Silence filled t