Todos los capítulos de The Alphas Who Owned Her: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Cassian looked at her, really looked at her for the first time since he’d picked her up. At the marks his brothers had left. At the swelling that covered her body. At the tears that had dried on her cheeks.He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with a gentleness that made her breath catch."Sleep," he said simply. "You’re going to sleep, omega. And I’m going to hold you while you do."He lay down beside her, pulling her body against his chest. His arms wrapped around her, protective and possessive and absolutely unforgiving.She fell asleep almost immediately.But Cassian lay awake, holding her, wondering what in the name of all the gods was happening to them. Wondering why his wolf felt so settled with her in his arms. Wondering why Draven was purring like a satisfied beast instead of raging with feral need.And wondering, most of all, why letting her go in two weeks felt like the most impossible thing he’d ever have to do.***Gwen was still asleep when Cassi

Barrett carried her through the hallways of the estate like she was made of glass.Gwen was limp in his arms, still whispering those broken words, her eyes staring at nothing. Her body bore the marks of yesterday, bruises covering her skin, welts from where they’d gripped her, bite marks on her neck and shoulders. She looked like a broken doll that someone had discarded after using it too roughly.The estate was quiet at this hour of the morning. Staff moved out of his way without question, their eyes sliding away from the sight of the omega in his arms. They knew better than to ask questions. They understood that what happened behind closed doors was not their concern.Barrett walked to her room, the small quarters that had been assigned to her when she first arrived. He pushed open the door and laid her carefully on the bed. She was still whispering, still trapped in whatever moment had shattered her mind."Please it hurts, please stop, please it hurts, please."His jaw clenched.He

Barrett made a sound, something between a growl and a curse. He turned away from Agnes and walked to the window, pressing his palm flat against the glass. The muscles in his back were coiled so tight they looked like they might snap.Killian sat perfectly still in his chair.His expression hadn’t changed. His body language remained composed. But his eyes, his silver eyes....had gone cold in a way that suggested his wolf was extremely close to the surface. Talon was there, just beneath the skin, watching, listening, taking in every detail.When he spoke, his voice was controlled."You will continue to watch over her, Agnes," he said. "And you will inform us immediately if there is any improvement. Any change at all. Do you understand?""Yes, Alpha," Agnes said. "I understand. I will keep watching her and I will update you if there is any change."She was turning to leave when Barrett’s voice stopped her."Wait," he said. He didn’t turn from the window. His hand was still pressed agains

The morning light was still soft when Gwen’s eyes opened.For a moment, she didn’t move. Didn’t think. Just existed in that strange space between sleep and consciousness where nothing made sense yet. The world was quiet. The estate was quiet. Even the birds hadn’t started their morning chorus.She blinked slowly, and her vision cleared.Agnes was sitting in the chair beside her bed.The old housekeeper was leaning back in the chair, her head tilted against the high back, her hands folded in her lap. She was asleep, had been asleep for hours, judging by the way her body had settled into the cushions. But even in sleep, there was an alertness to her. A readiness that suggested she would wake the moment Gwen needed her.Gwen stared at her for a long moment.The sun was rising slowly, painting everything in shades of amber and gold. Agnes’s weathered face was peaceful in the morning light. Her grey hair was slightly disheveled, her clothes wrinkled from a night spent sitting vigil.She had

Agnes met his eyes directly."And emotionally," she said quietly, "she’s broken. Not in a way that will permanently damage her, I don’t think. But right now, in this moment, she’s shattered."The words landed like a physical blow.Barrett turned from the window."What do you mean broken?" he asked. His voice was rough. Demanding."She woke up this morning," Agnes continued, "and she couldn’t remember what happened yesterday. She has a blank space in her memory from the moment she was with Alpha Cassian until she woke up. She doesn’t know what occurred. She doesn’t know why her body hurts so badly. And she’s terrified."Cassian’s hands clenched into fists."Of what?" he demanded. "Of us? Is she afraid of us?"From what i read from her expression when i asked if she could remember what happened, "She is afraid of everything," Agnes said. "She’s afraid of what you’ll do if you discover she can’t remember. She’s afraid of punishment. She’s afraid of what she might have done to make you an