Semua Bab The Ruthless Alpha's Unwanted Bride : Bab 11 - Bab 20

SYLVIAI had pushed him too far.I knew it the moment his hand wrapped around my throat and my back hit the wall. The air left my lungs, and I grabbed at his wrist out of reflex, my feet barely touching the ground."I didn't take you for someone so outspoken." His voice was low, and his black eyes stared into mine.Neither did I, honestly.All the boldness that had risen in my chest during the argument dissolved immediately. My heart was hammering so hard I was sure he could feel it through my throat, and my hands were shaking where they gripped his wrist."I— I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't mean— please, I'm sorry."He stared at me for a moment longer, his dark gaze looking all over my face. “P-please…” then, as if in sudden realisation of what he was doing, he dropped me.I made sure I didn't crumple to the ground as I held my throat, coughing for air. "Stay out of trouble." Then he turned and walked out, pulling the door shut behind him.I stood there with my back against the

SYLVIAI opened my mouth to lie, but no words came out. His eyes were on mine, studying my face as if he could see right through me and his hand was still at my throat, and I was a terrible liar on a good day.This was not a good day."I grabbed it," I said. "Before he threw me over. It broke off his wrist when I was grabbing at him, and I kept it."Vane stared at me."I didn't plan to steal it, it just—""A thief,"What did he just call me? I was not a—"I am not a thief.""You took something that did not belong to you.""I was falling off a balcony!" My voice went up, and I immediately regretted it when his hand tightened. "I grabbed whatever I could. It just happened to come with me.""And then you kept it." His eyes dropped to the pendant and back up to my face. "You hid it from the maids. You hid it from me.""I was going to tell you—""When?"My mouth hung open, and I slowly closed it, making him laugh. "That's what I thought.""Your logic makes no sense," I said, speaking back

VANEShe was small.I had noticed it before, but with her in my arms now, thrashing and yelling and hitting my shoulder with her fist, it was more obvious. She barely weighed anything, even with the bag and the coat that was three sizes too large on her."Put me down!" She smacked my shoulder again. "I said put me down right now!"I didn't put her down.She kicked her legs and hit me two more times, and when none of that worked, she went still and just breathed hard against my back, accepting her fate.My hand was at her waist, steadying her, and I was very aware of the warmth of her through the fabric of my coat. I kept my hand there longer than I needed to."Are you cold?" I asked."Don't talk to me.""Your legs are shaking.""I said, don't talk to me!"She had gotten bolder over the last few days, and she didn't seem as scared of me anymore, which I found very amusing, and I couldn't help but want to keep poking at her. She shifted again, and her breath had changed. She was slowly

SYLVIAEstelle didn't even flinch.She sat back in her chair like she hadn't heard anything at all and looked at me with that same steady expression."As I was saying," she said. "He is not as horrible as you think he is."I stared at her. "Did you not just hear that?""I heard it.""Someone screamed.""People scream." She tilted her head slightly. "Drink your chocolate before it goes cold."I looked at the door and back at her."Estelle—""The Alpha of the North runs a very large household," she said, folding her hands in her lap. "Things happen. Sounds are made. It is not always your concern."I gripped my cup and said nothing.She continued like we had never been interrupted. "He has been alone a long time. He does not know how to have someone around, and so he does things that seem cruel when really he just does not know another way." She paused. "You will get used to it here. The cold too. It takes time, but it becomes familiar.I was half listening. My eyes kept going to the doo

SYLVIAI pushed myself off the floor and onto my feet, dusting my clothes and standing properly in front of him with my hands clasped tightly in front of my waist. Vane was standing in front of me, and he was shirtless. Was there ever a time he had a short on He was staring at me with a slight frown on his face, and my eyes were glued to his chest before tracing his entire body, and I noticed the sword in his hand. "You should just cut my head off," I said. "Get it over with."Vane looked taken aback by what I had said before he threw his head back, laughing, and it was way more than all the other times I had seen him do that. "I was training," he said, when he had recovered, his voice back to its usual flatness like the laugh had never happened. “Why would that be the first thing that comes to your mind? That I wanted to kill you? If I wanted to, that would have happened a long time ago, darling.” I opened my mouth and closed it, a bit flustered at the word he had just called me,