All Chapters of The Ruthless Alpha's Unwanted Bride : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

VANEThe meeting room off the main hall was quiet except for the rustling of papers on the table.I leaned back in my chair, watching the six pack elders sit across from me. Aiden stood at my left shoulder, flipping through a ledger and handing out copies of trade records and border reports to each man."The eastern trade route brought in forty percent more supply this quarter than the previous two combined," Aiden said, “The agreement with the border packs is working. The rogues haven't crossed into any pack lands in months, though we are suspicious that they have camped out somewhere detrimental to us and have begun looking into it."Elder Chandler flipped a page, his thick eyebrows pulled down as he stared at the numbers. The other elders nodded, murmuring in approval amongst themselves."The proof is right there," I said, leaning forward and resting my forearms on the table. "The alliance keeps the US safe and friendly with each other, and you can see how beneficial it is to every

SYLVIA“Urgh.” I groaned, turning as my head throbbed badly. It ached so much that it felt like my head had been split open. I tried opening my eyes slowly, and it hurt just as much too. My vision was blurry, and every part of my body was hurting and weak. Outside the carriage, men were arguing loudly, but their voices sounded muffled and distant. I couldn't understand a word they were saying.I tried to move, but I couldn't lift my arms. I was lying on the floor in the back of a carriage, my wrists bound tightly behind my back with rope that dug into my skin the moment I pulled against them.I gritted my teeth and tugged harder, trying to loosen the knot, but the rope didn't budge.The arguing outside suddenly stopped, and footsteps creaked against the floor, and the front curtain was pulled open. Cyprian stepped inside, looking down at me with a smirk as I struggled."Ah, the princess is finally awake," he said, his voice dripping with mockery."Let me go!" I snapped, my voice ras

SYLVIAThe carriage finally came to a halt, the wood creaking as the driver pulled on the reins.Outside, a chorus of voices began to speak at once. Dozens of men were cheering, calling out Cyprian's name as they surrounded the carriage. He pulled the curtain back and stepped out first, and I leaned toward the tiny gap to look outside.We had reached the border. Just like Cyprian said, a group of heavily armed soldiers was waiting for us. They crowded around him, patting his shoulders and clapping him on the back, eager to welcome him back to the South.I turned my head and looked back through the small glass window at the back of the carriage. My throat tightened, and I couldn't help how sad I felt as I realised how far away I was from Vane's pack lands.The carriage door opened with a jerk, and Cyprian reached inside, grabbing my arm in a tight grip and dragging me out. "Snap out of it," he muttered into my ear as he pulled me along.I stumbled over my torn dress, but he didn't c

SYLVIAI stared at King Stolas, waiting for him to burst out laughing, but he didn't. His face remained serious, his eyes locked onto mine."You can't be serious," I said, taking a step back until my arm slipped out of Cyprian's grip. "I am mated to Vane! I am his Luna! You can't just expect me to leave my mate and become a concubine!"Cyprian snapped, stepping in front of me with his fists clenched. "We are fated mates, Sylvia! That bond means more than whatever you think you have with Vane. You have nothing with him. You belong to me, and you always have and always will be! Get that into your fucking skull.""You broke that bond!" I snapped back, glaring up at him with all the anger I had been holding in. "You rejected me, and threw me away! You don't get to claim me now!"Cyprian growled, reaching out and roughly grabbing my shoulder, his fingers digging into my skin. "It changes nothing! You mind how you speak to me, or I swear—""Cyprian, step back," King Stolas interrupted, his

SYLVIAMy hands burned as I slid down the knotted bedsheets, the rough fabric tearing at my palms.Dangling in the air against the wall of the palace, I regretted every single decision that had brought me to this moment. Looking down, the ground was much farther than I had estimated from the window ledge. My arms shook from the strain, my muscles aching as my foot slipped against the cold stone surface.I closed my eyes tightly, forcing myself to hold on. Images of Vane flashed through my mind. I remembered the warmth of his hand, the way he looked at me, and every moment we had together, and they made my chest warm. No Sylvia. I wasn't going to let them keep me here; I couldn't let them do that to me after finding someone that cared about me as much as Vane did. I had to get back to him.I took a breath, lowered myself down the last knot, and let go.My shoes hit the floor with a thud, and I dropped into a low crouch, staying still as I listened for any sound. In case anyone was hi