All Chapters of Sentenced to The Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Roman POVHe had spent the entire week convincing himself that the human had woken up due to Matilda’s balm, and not because she actually heard his voice over their mate link.Because that would be ridiculous. It had to be a coincidence at an unfortunate timing.Had Axel jerked awake when Thora’s eyes opened and pierced into his soul? Yes. Had his insides ever felt the way his kiss with Thora made him feel? Debatable.However, Roman refused to draw a firm conclusion that Thora could actually be his fated mate due to the string of confusing circumstances that could likely explain Thora waking up.He wished he could confide in someone without being judged. Even Axel was biased in favor of Thora, after pining for a mate for years. He couldn’t readily count on his wolf’s readings.So, he took the longer route to uncover the truth; he dug up records in the pack’s archive, gobbling up everything on fated mates and how to recognize them.Most of the signs were uncomfortably close to what he

Thora POV“What are you standing there for?” Rhea yelled at Thora, before gesturing her closerVarsha was grinning from ear to ear. Her body shone like glass. She scooped the scented water over her D-cup breasts, then wagged them lustfully at Roman.He traced his fingers over her pink, hardened nipples, before replacing that with his tongue. Varsha arched her back, letting out a loud, needy moan that echoed through the room.Thora gasped, and caught herself when the other attending omegas shot her scorching looks. She hustled forward with her head bowed.There was no need to overthink anything. She ignored the heat shooting up her center at the sight of Roman’s wide chest. Tried not to look at his wet hair that was slicked back as she lathered the sponge. Her heart was beating out of her chest like his hands were on her and not another woman.Deliberately, she moved over to Varsha to help bathe her while another omega tended to Roman.Varsha was like an annoying toddler. She wouldn’t

Roman POVIf he was caught off guard by Darryl’s threat, it was for a fleeting second. Quick as a whiplash, Roman regained his composure.He worked up a smile as smug as the elder’s and joined him on his feet.“I’m not too sure, Darryl. Are you accusing me of not being a pureblood due to the misfortunes that have befallen us under my reign?”Darryl was unfazed by the intimidating look in the alpha’s eyes.“All I am trying to say, alpha Roman, is that I’m loyal to this pack and to ensuring it’s longevity, just like everyone else. You never have to worry about losing your special seat. Only a half-blood need quake in their boots,”Something sinister glinted in his eyes as he added, “That is because the high council is planning to conduct the Culling ceremony to usher in the new quarter. Every young man in the pack must participate. Powers and positions just might change hands, who knows?”Roman’s chest

Roman POVRoman was seated in the private office of the alpha of Black Forge Pack. The elegant décor could easily pass for any of the many posh human offices he had been in inside the city. There was even a fish tank!Black Forge pack was a liberal one. Unlike the other seven packs in the region, Black Forge didn't detest the human race.They agreed werewolves were superior, but the pack had consciously learned to co-exist and interact respectfully with humans, while hiding their identity.The pack owned properties in the cities. Their kids vacationed and even studied with humans. They sponsored human researches, bought their weapons and welcomed them as mates.For that reason, the pack was the smallest in size since a lot of their more traditional members deflected to other packs.However, they were the richest, and had the strongest connections in the city. And with their human weaponry, no other pack was foolish enough to

Roman POV“We can’t let her have Thora.” His wolf pressed insistently against his ribs. “She means more to us than a human should. I’ve felt it, and you have too.”Roman let out a slow sigh. He had to admit Astrid's proposal hadn't left his mind. It was quicker and far more practical than the plan he'd been clinging to.Three weeks ago, this was exactly the kind of news he'd hoped for, before his head got clouded with confusions about Thora.Now, a restless unease coiled inside him whenever he imagined giving her up.He convinced himself that it would fizzle away once he marked her and eliminated the possibility of her being his mate. Yes, that would clear up his muddy brain. After that, he wouldn’t care where she ended up.At least, that was what he kept telling himself.Yet, he did care a little too much when he drew close to Matilda’s quarters and overheard his twin brother and Thora.The door stood slightly