Semua Bab Sentenced to The Ruthless Alpha: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Roman POVThe hall fell deathly silent, enough that a single indrawn breath would have been heard. Shoulders stiffened around the room.Roman turned slowly, scanning the crowd for the wolf who'd had the impudence to slander him.He didn't have to look long; Beta Devlin was on his feet, standing out from the bowed heads around him like a lit match in a dark room, his eyes fixed on the alpha.Devlin wasn't an original member of the Valcourt pack. He'd once ruled a pack of his own before it fell, and had worked his way into the Valcourt ranks through hard work and skill. Until now, he'd shown unimpeachable loyalty.But watching him from across the hall, Roman didn't see a loyal beta anymore. He saw a stubborn alpha jostling for cheap fame."What was that?" Roman's voice dropped to a growl, giving the fool one last chance to swallow his own question. The air in the room thinned. Everyone else flinched. Devlin didn't.He jammed both hands into his pockets. "I asked if it's true that the hu

Roman POVAfter his short but sensual kiss with Thora, Roman felt more than a tingle at his fingertips. He felt the ghost of her mouth for hours afterward.Though the kiss had been brief, it lasted a few seconds longer than the one at their wedding, and even the memory of it made his heart flutter.For Axel's sake, he'd stepped out of character to initiate contact with the human. His body had savored every second of it: the moment his arms strapped her to his chest, the way she wriggled against him, the way their lips met and their tongues twined.Her walls had cracked for a moment. Her eyes had wanted him as much as her body did.Even when her palms pressed weakly against his chest as a token of defense, they hadn't stopped her from leaning closer, until Devlin interrupted.Afterwards, Axel had clawed at him from the inside, restless with energy. He wanted to howl across long distances and watch his breath frost the night air. He wanted to leap over rugged terrain and test his claws a

Thora POVThora took one long breath as five beefy men hustled forward, eyes glowering with rage.A young girl who looked to be around Thora's age broke through them and knelt beside the man on the floor, checking for vitals. Her eyes glistened with tears when she glared at Thora."You filthy human! What did you do to my brother?""Nothing. I was just trying to help…"A loud smack across her cheek sent Thora stumbling back onto her heels. She clutched her stinging cheek and blinked back the stars in her eyes."THEO!" The girl sobbed, shaking him gently.Two of the men hauled Thora up by her arms so a third could beat the truth out of her. Before the first blow could land, a soft, low gasp broke the tension."Theo? Theo, are you okay?"A teary smile broke across the girl's face when her brother's eyes fluttered open. She cradled his head in her arms and rubbed his chest as a small cough shook through him."You're going to be okay." She chanted, stroking his back.Strangely, the men did

Thora POVShe watched him bolt towards the training room door. For a split second, his eyes tracked in her direction.Hope flickered in her chest like a struck match. Then it was gone the moment he vanished through the door.The ache that followed lasted the rest of her day. It remained salient through her chores.She had come to the painful realization that without his careful attention on her, she felt impossibly small and more insignificant in the pack.She hadn’t realized until now how much she relied on him giving a fuck about her.The logical part of her brain told her to forget it. Survival was the only goal that mattered anyway.It was like Matilda said; the alpha hadn't defended her; he'd only stepped between her and Rhea's lies because pack law forbade the latter.There was nothing more to his stares, his touch, the heat that crackled between them whenever he got too close.But her hea

Roman POVAn hour ago, he'd been thrashing on his bed, fighting off the worst of something he still couldn't explain.Now, Roman sat in the council chamber, chairing a round table meeting to prepare for the biggest ceremony the pack had ever hosted.His head still throbbed with every turn. He had noticed his sense of smell tapered off after a few meters while making his way to the chamber.There were still other side effects yet to make themselves known.Still, he kept his posture unreadable. He had no choice, not with the elders watching him like they expected the ball to drop any second.He leaned close to Dax, stifling a groan. "Has the prisoner been extricated?""Yes, my lord. Our investigation shows he meant for you to capture him. The doctor found traces of a wild pox in his system. Their grand plan, we think, was to infect our pack and force a quarantine, leading to the cancellation of the Culling.""Whe