Todos os capítulos de Claimed By The Cursed Alpha: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

~ RONAN ~It's ridiculous, I know. Almost laughable that, as an Alpha, I'm standing outside someone's window, staring and stalking like some fucking obsessive bastard out of a dark romance book.It's creepy. I know that too. I could walk through her door like a normal person, but under the circumstances, I can't.She's curled up to her side, facing away from the window, one hand tucked under her cheek. The IV line has been removed, Elias must have sent someone to disconnect it after I left. The blanket is pulled up to her shoulder, and her breathing is slow and even.She looks pretty asleep. So fucking pretty I think it should be illegal, and it is illegal, knowing that if she catches me staring she's going to take me for some sort of creep. But I've never seen anyone so fucking pretty in my life.I bob my throat, swallowing hard.I'm still watching, inwardly battling between leaving and staying exactly where I am. She's fine. She's asleep. I should leave.One second I'm about to lea

~ RONAN ~Watching her sleep is like the best thing that has ever happened to me. Her long lashes flutter softly, and Kael is finally at peace. Trust me when I say listening to the rise and fall of her chest feels like the only thing keeping me sane. I can't take my eyes off the contour of her face, her pouty lips, her innocent expression that tells me she's too precious for this world… and I can't stop wondering how someone so soft survives in a world this cruel.Kael hasn't stopped gloating in my head with that smug, wolfish grin of his that screams I told you so, and even though I want to tell him to shut the hell up, I'm grateful I listen and decide to stalk her by the window. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known about the nightmare she has, and I wouldn't have been able to gather her in my arms.Am I too possessive to crave to know the demon haunting her dreams? I need answers… and I'm definitely going to get them, even if it means slaughtering Warren and damning the laws of the Alli

~ ROSELLE ~I'm scared. Hell... I'm fucking terrified. Why wouldn't I be when that girl already walks in and reminds me exactly how I'm going to end up dead?I try to sweet-talk myself into believing he's kind... that he's nothing like Warren and my former pack. I try every sane reason to convince myself, but there's no logical explanation strong enough for me to hold on to the idea that Ronan wants to save me because he loves me for me.There isn't. She mentions his brides-to-be who are women with stronger genes, women who can talk, women who are better princesses than I'll ever be.And hell yeah, they end up dead. They fucking do.There's no possible way in the universe that all he feels for me is anything more than some twisted, drawn-up need for a bride. Because what am I? Nothing but a mute who's useless. And if I add murderer to the list...Hell. I don't even know what that makes me anymore.Like I'm sinking deeper into my fears, I'm certain it's all going to end the same way it

~ Roselle ~If I don't run now, Elias will come soon, or Celeste. I don't trust Ronan to leave me completely alone.I open the door to my room, sighing in relief when I find it isn't locked. At least that's enough to tell me this is a lesser prison.My eyes scan the hallway for any sign of guards, but there are none. The corridor is empty and eerily silent.I take a cautious step forward, like I'm walking on eggshells. Step after step, I move as quietly and carefully as I can until I'm fully outside the room, then I gently pull the door shut behind me.My heart thrums heavily in my chest as I walk, every step making me more certain someone is going to jump out from somewhere and say,"Hey, where do you think you're escaping to?"What if Ronan or one of his pack members catches me trying to run away? What would he do to me? Lock me up? Would this be the very thing that ends up digging my grave?Should I go back? I hesitate, my mind spinning with a hundred different thoughts even as my

Roselle's POV True to his word, Dr. Elias arrives within the hour, a gentle smile resting on his lips as though he's determined to put me at ease. A nurse follows closely behind him, her crisp uniform immaculate as she makes her way to my bedside. The moment she reaches me, concern flashes across her face."Are you okay?" she asks softly.I look at her for three seconds before signing to her, "Yes, I am."They probably must have already heard I almost got eaten up but at least they don't know it's because my silly self tried to escape. And would I do it again? I don't know.Dr. Elias nods at my response, a look of quiet approval crossing his features."If you're okay, then that's good," he says gently.He glances toward the nurse and gives a small signal. She immediately steps forward, carrying a medical tray in her hands, and on the tray is a clear bag filled with pale amber liquid.My stomach drops. Another IV. I hate it. I hate needles.The nurse notices my expression and I genuin