All Chapters of THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA : Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

I turned my head toward the sound, but found nothing except dark trunks and rain-soaked branches. I looked around again, trying to see beyond the darkness, but it was useless. He could be anywhere—standing still, leaning against a tree, following my every step without being seen.This wasn't normal.And for the first time, a thought took shape: What if Ravok had lost control? What if that demon really existed and was in control now?I kept running without direction, following what was left of a trail through the woods. I had the feeling I'd already passed through that stretch before. The same pattern of tree trunks, the same dip in the ground, the same exposed root crossing the path.Shit.I was going in circles.I stopped for a moment, my chest rising far too quickly, trying to choose a different direction. Maybe the opposite way. A bolt of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating everything for one brief instant—the towering

Romeo led me through one of the corridors until we reached the main staircase. The touch on my elbow stayed constant, no longer pulling, but making sure I wouldn't run off again.We went up.As we climbed the steps, I began to feel the whole day's effort catching up with me. The scratch burned on my skin, my legs were heavy after the run through the forest, and I felt bothered by every gram of mud on me.Romeo guided me to turn right, and the first door I saw was Ravok's room. I was taken to the room right next to it.As soon as he put his hand on the door, Rose appeared from the opposite side, balancing a tray in her hands, her steps careful not to spill the water swaying in the glass. The smell of food arrived before she came to a full stop, and my stomach tightened.It had been hours since breakfast and I was starving.Her gaze swept over me in one attentive glance, moving down over the most obvious signs — the damp clothes, the cut on my leg, the muddy hair — before returning to R

The sound was quiet, but enough to make my body react at once. My eyes opened as the handle turned and Romeo came in, carrying a tray.The smell reached me before I even processed what he was bringing. Soup, a glass of water, and a piece of fruit. Nothing elaborate, but in that moment it felt like more than enough."Eat." He set the tray on the bed, near my legs, the mattress sinking slightly under the weight.I didn't move right away. I lifted my gaze to him, holding it, trying to read something beyond the direct order. He looked back at me, not softening his expression, and then raised an eyebrow, impatient, as if he already expected resistance.Slowly, I pushed the blanket back a little and sat up, my body still shaking despite my effort to control it.I reached for the bowl, holding it carefully, and brought it closer slowly, feeling the warmth cross my fingers before it even reached my face. The steam rose in thin threads, touching my cold ski

He arched an eyebrow, taking in every detail of my attempt to hold myself up. "Or?" The word came almost with curiosity. "I found one of my rings in that hoodie you left in the rain," he said, tilting his head slightly. "Where are the others? With the human you freed?"My heart sped up."I sold the rings."He didn't react right away, but there was something in the way his eyes fixed on mine. "Lie. There was no money on you."I swallowed hard, feeling my throat burn with the movement. "Sold them for very little.""Lie," he repeated. "Is she with the human?"His gaze didn't leave me — not directly the whole time, but always present, as if every small movement of mine was being registered before it even happened. There was something unsettling about the way he watched: it wasn't just suspicion, nor just authority, it was pure, cold analysis, like someone who had already reached a conclusion and was now just waiting for me to confirm it.