All Chapters of The ruthless Alpha king captive mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

IRIS POV Early the next morning the head maid announced all of us to come outside, I hadn’t even recovered from the shock of what Ryker did the previous day.My hands automatically went to my throat, Snow had healed the wound but the skin there was still sore. My mind still reeled. I could admit i really passed my boundaries, knowing we had no good relationship I shouldn’t have touched his things especially his late wife’s. “Why is the witch calling us?” Mira groaned Stretching out her sleepy hands and sat up from her small bed. She rubbed her eyes and yawning loudly and looked completely exhausted.I wasn’t even listening to her, I gave a small, distracted nod as I tied my hair back with a string. A heavy, dark fear I didn’t understand was sitting in my stomach, and I couldn’t shake it off.We walked outside into the cold morning air. Dew had fell from the Sky wetting the floor.The other maids were already out there, huddled together in groups.The air grew tense.The head m

IRIS POVMy throat hurt from thirst. It felt like I swallowed broken glass. Every time I tried to breathe, my dry, swollen throat burned. The sun had set and the hot afternoon that baked the blood onto my skin was gone. Now the night was freezing cold. The air cut through my torn uniform like knives and made me shake hard against the thick wooden post. The courtyard was deserted now, everyone had returned to the warmth of their quarters.Flies buzzed against my ear, their erratic, high-pitched droning echoing loudly in the silence of the night. I could feel dozens of tiny, heavy legs perching on the wound at my back, and feeding on the sticky half-dried blood.I twitched my muscle uncomfortably, trying to chase the pest away, but it was useless. The minor movement sent pain shooting straight up my spine.A breathless sob escaped from my lips. My forehead pressed hard against the rough, unforgiving bark of the post. The heavy iron cuffs holding my wrists behind the wood rattled we

IRIS POV“He is dead!”The word rang in my ear like an exploding bomb, instantly muting every other sound in the room. My heart stopped mid-beat, hanging heavy in my chest like a block of ice.I stared at Ryker’s face, searching frantically for any sign of a lie. Any tiny twitch that would tell me he was playing a cruel mind game.I laughed bitterly.“Yo….. You must be joking!” I stammered, and shook my head to convince myself it was a kind of joke.Ryker face hardened. “I said he is dead! His voice roared through the small room, vibrating the thin metal window in their frames. He took one long, towering step toward me, his massive shadow completely swallowing me. “Do I look like a joker to you?”My blood ran cold, cold sweat broke through me.What?“No! No! No!” I yelled my eyes burning.Ryker tilted his head down, watching me crumble with absolute, cold indifference.“Your precious father is burning in hell now iris.”The world spun around me. I grabbed my hair, my fingers tangli

Iris POVA thin beam of morning sunlight sliced through the narrow gap in the window frame. It cut straight across the dusty floor, landing over my knees where I crouched on the bed.I stayed curled into a tight ball, my knees pressed flat against my chest. The morning air was freezing, making my bare skin shiver, but I couldn't move. My head pounded with a dull headache, Tears had dried into stiff, itchy tracks across my cheeks, tightening my skin every time my face twitched. My lower lip quivered, dry and cracked, as raspy breaths escaped my throat.“Your father is dead!”Ryker’s voice didn't just stay in the room—it lived inside my head now. It spun around in a violent, unending loop, slamming against my brain like a heavy fist. *He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s dead.* Every single repetition felt like a fresh physical blow, knocking whatever little air I had left out of my chest.“No!”I screamed, kicking my legs out wildly, my bare feet slamming hard against the mattress. The sheets