Semua Bab Sentenced to The Ruthless Alpha: Bab 41 - Bab 49

Roman POVHe met the pack doctor outside Matilda’s quarters. Before Sydney shut the door, Roman caught a glimpse of Matilda hunched over Thora’s leg and Thora’s face pinched with pain.“Alpha.”“You said she showed no symptoms so she couldn’t have been infected.” The anxiety carried in his voice. “Tell me she is not infected.”Because if she was, it’ll blow the lid off the truth he needed hidden for now. The entire pack would laugh first over the ludicrous claim that a human could be affected by wolfsbane rot.Then, when the idea had had time to simmer, their suspicions would crystallize. They’d question Thora’s humanity, possibly dig into her lineage and uncover the spine-chilling revelations.If the truth managed to fly off their heads, then there was the equally bigger fright of wolfsbane rot spreading through the pack.He might even be infected because he had had close contact with Thora. Regan, Serena, Matilda and a lot more pack members would need testing.“She’s still not showi

Roman POV"Elder Darryl!"His voice cracked like a whip down the hallway, freezing the old man mid-step.Roman let his gaze drop to where Darryl's fingers were still curled around Thora's wrist, until the grip loosened, then broke entirely.Thora rubbed her freed wrist while Darryl forced out a nervous laugh that did nothing to soften Roman's expression."Alpha Roman." His eyes darted everywhere but Roman's face. "I didn't see you there."Roman kept his focus off Thora, though her racing heartbeat thudded through him anyway, loud as his own.“Go to Matilda,” he told her through the mate link, in a firm tone that brooked no argument. “And stay there until you feel better.”Her head turned slightly, like he had spoken to her directly. A moment later, she was walking away and didn't stop until she disappeared down the hall.Darryl watched her go with a small, knowing smile, as if he understood exactly why the alpha had stopped him from interrogating the human."What the hell was that?" R

Thora POVHer hands trembled when she reached for the knob and yanked open the door to Roman's study.She regretted it the instant she did. Roman looked up from a spread of papers, startled to see her standing there.So did Dax, Regan, and a cluster of elders gathered around the alpha's desk. Their faces displayed a mix of emotions, starting from surprise, confusion, and finally open annoyance.Dax moved first, stepping into her path. "How dare you walk into the alpha's study uninvited?"Elder Darryl's eyes narrowed. Thora caught the quick, loaded glance he threw toward Elder Vance before either of them said a word."That's enough, Dax. She has my permission."Roman ignored the uneasy looks passing around the room. "Thora, this isn't a good time. Please, see Matilda if you need anything."She held his gaze a moment longer, tears burning at the back of her eyes. Then, she turned and retreated.His voice s

Thora POVThora paused while wringing out a cloth she'd used to clean cuts. It had nothing to do with Sela's wish.Murmurs rippled through the crowd, loudest from the Valcourt gallery. The omega had just asked for her alpha, Kade Braylon, to be allowed to compete in the Culling.But Thora's ears had caught something else entirely."What did you say?" She turned to face the gamma from Black Forge that had lost to Sela. The one whom she'd bandaged less than an hour ago. The one she'd only met the night before.He stood with his hands clasped behind his back. "I said I was going to ask Elder Morpheus to grant you safe return home. That was going to be my wish if I’d won."Her grip tightened on the linen. "Why would you waste your wish on me?""Waste?" He smiled warmly. "I wouldn't call it that. Truth is, I'm the product of a werewolf and a human marriage."Something shifted behind his eyes. "You remind me of my mother. She used to be in the same predicament as you. An innocent human, tra

Thora POVMatilda did not ask questions. That was the first thing Thora noticed when she hobbled through the door of the pack witch's quarters that morning.There were no narrowed eyes, no comment about the state of Thora's hair or the fact that she was moving like someone who had been thrown down a flight of stairs repeatedly and asked to sign a waiver about it afterward.There was simply a cup on the table. Steam curled out of it and it smelt of something faintly sweet."The brew is for you. Swallow every drop." Matilda said without turning from her workbench.Thora's cheeks went pink immediately. Her brain, which was still warm from the hours before dawn, chose that exact moment to supply her with a very specific memory of another thing she had swallowed recently in the dark.With considerably less dignity than she was currently attempting to project, she picked up the cup and drank it in silence. She was deeply grateful that Matilda's back remained turned the entire time.By the t