All Chapters of The Ruthless Alpha's Unwanted Bride : Chapter 61 - Chapter 66

SYLVIAI sat at the small desk near the window of my office that Aiden had said I would begin to use from now on as the Luna. I had a piece of paper in front of me and a quill dipped in fresh ink between my fingers.Estelle stood beside me, pacing slowly as she droned on and on about the administrative responsibilities of a Northern Luna. I was listening attentively, taking down notes as fast as my hand could move.After the scene in the council hall, I was more determined than ever to understand how this pack operated."You'll also be overseeing the distribution of winter clothes to the lower villages starting next week, and you will be in charge of the budget for the maids," Estelle said, tapping her finger on the table. "The weavers report directly to you, so you must ensure the ledgers match what the elders present.""Got it," I murmured, scribbling it down quickly. "What else?"Estelle paused her pacing. She turned around, leaning her hips against the table, and crossed her arms

SYLVIAI sat on the edge of the bed in my room, pulling Vane's hand closer to my lap.He didn't pull away this time, but he refused to look at me. His head was turned slightly toward the window, his jaw locked tight as he looked outside. He sat on the other end of the bed with me. The maid had brought the medical box just a minute ago, handing it to me before leaving us alone.I picked up a piece of clean cloth, dipping it into a small bowl of warm water. Gently, I pressed the damp rag against his split knuckles, dabbing away the dried blood coating his skin.The silence stretched on and it was unnerving so I chose to break the silence by talking to him. "You know," I began, keeping my eyes on his hand as I wiped between his fingers, "you aren't the only one who gets into fights."Vane only turned his head to look at me without saying anything, but I knew he was listening."Back home, before everything went to hell, I used to get into trouble all the time," I continued, a sad smile o

VANEMy wolf was practically pacing a hole through my skull, his tail thumping in ridiculous, eager anticipation.I stood near the edge of the courtyard garden, leaning against an oak tree as I waited for Sylvia to come down.I kept trying to shove the beast back into his dark corner, but the bastard refused to sit still. All he could focus on was that she was going to be with us. She's ours. Go get her. Take her, my wolf growled, his golden eyes glowing behind my own.Heat rushed through my blood, so sharp and demanding that my control snapped. With a growl of frustration, I threw my fist sideways, slamming my fist straight through the thick trunk of the oak tree. Wood splintered and cracked, leaves showering down around my shoulders.A young servant passing by with a basket of laundry jumped out of his skin, squeaking in terror as he scrambled backwards, almost dropping his load before hurrying away.I pulled my hand out of the splintered wood, flexing my bruised knuckles as the wo