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Alpha Adonis Seventy-Eight
Every extra second spent in this room was so oppressive. I was tired, and I feared for my life. That evil monster Sophia was nowhere to be found, and I wondered what chaos she was causing now. I shivered with chill and fatigue. My nerves throbbed, and every part of my body ached, but not as painfully as my heart.The bucket that served as a makeshift toilet was empty because I wasn’t eating or drinking anything. My mouth was chapped and dry. The stale bread they had been bringing me was heaping on the floor.Footsteps from outside the door signaled the approach of the guard, who was most likely coming with another stale bread. Sophia was evil. I had never experienced such wickedness in my life, not even with my father.The guard walked in and took off my handcuffs, offering little relief from the pain. I felt like I couldn't even move my hands. Whenever an insect bit me, I couldn’t kill it. It was bad, and I figured I would soon break down and die before Adonis found me.It was the us
Alpha Adonis Seventy-Nine
Sophia's lips pressed together in frustration. She knew when a man did not want her, and Adonis was doing everything possible to stall.She tried to kiss and touch him, but every time her hands touched him, he acted like he was physically burning from her touch, like she was the most repulsive being ever.She let out an impatient snort and threw her hands up in an 'I give up' gesture.“What is wrong with me, Adonis?”He wore a half-baked smile, the kind he used to conceal his irritation. “Nothing's wrong with you, Sophia. You're beautiful, amazing, and intelligent.”“Am I that bad that I repulse you?”“That’s not true,” he started to say, but she stopped him. She cradled her head in her trembling hands.“I’m tired of begging you, Adonis. Just admit that you don’t want me and let’s get this over with.”He raised his head, alert, and reached out to her, but she pulled away. “That’s not true, Sophia. I don't hate you. You’re mistaken.”“Stop playing me for a fool,” she yelled, her voice
Alpha Adonis Eighty
I watched as Theo, the guard, peered cautiously through a crack in the door to ensure that the hallway was empty. It was midnight, and time for action.My heart was pounding madly against my rib cage, but I was determined to leave this cursed place. How we would leave, I had no idea, but I believed that we would run to safety.I felt a flutter in my chest when he motioned to me, signaling that it was time. When I tried to rise, the ache in my bones from days of confinement made me wince and move slowly.“Come on, hurry. We don’t have time,” he whispered harshly.We went silently down the dark corridor and hid at a corner, listening intently for any signs of movement.He nodded to me, urging me to follow closely behind. We approached a door to a room with a large window, and Theo turned the handle as quietly as possible.Entering the room, we both moved towards the window, and he glanced back to check for any intruders. He unlatched the window and eased it open, and the cold air whippe
Alpha Adonis Eighty-One
AdonisI stood in the corner of the room with my hands crossed tightly over my chest. Sophia's screams were piercing my ears. I'd never seen anyone act so mad before. Her face was flushed, and her rage was violent and uncontrolled. She began thrashing herself and destroying things, her fury unleashing a chaotic storm in the room.My heartbeat pounded in my ears, and I had an edgy, twitchy feeling of satisfaction. I wasn't sorry for Alexander's death, not after the life of misery he put the love of my life through, not after inciting violence that led to Isabella's death. But I was satisfied that he was killed by his own blood.Justice had prevailed.Helena, Iris' aunt was shaking her head, and tears streamed down her face. She looked sorrowful beyond description, and kept laying her hand against her breast bone, blaming herself for everythingSarah and Geoffrey sat with grim expressions and their hands clasped tightly together. Sarah had a pained look. She must be wondering where she
Alpha Adonis Eighty-Two
Sadness and hopelessness ranged deep in my bones, seeping like rot. I was filled with an overwhelming sorrow of experiencing two losses at once.My heart hurt, and I felt a deep regret, blaming myself day and night for being responsible for all of this. I sat in my dark room, staring blankly at the wall. It had been over three weeks since her disappearance.We had no idea if she was alive or dead, and fear ate at me from the inside. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.The guilt weighed heavily on me. I'd have made wiser decisions and released her sooner. Maybe she wouldn’t have been adopted. She was paying the price for a crime she did not commit, and I didn’t think I would ever forgive myself.Day and night, I sent lifeguards to search for her at the shore. Perhaps seeing her washed up and dead would let me grieve properly, but I just couldn’t give up. I needed to be sure.Someone knocked on the door, but I didn’t bother to respond. Fred walked in holding a tray of food.I hugged my kn
Alpha Adonis Eighty-Three
Justin was cutting off the heads of the fish he had caught the night before. He slit the belly from the vent to the head and removed the innards carefully before peeling off the skin and rinsing the catfish thoroughly in the water to clean off the scales. He planned to sell some and then give the rest to his mother to make a delicious catfish stew and some fillets. Lost in his little world, he didn't realize his mother was calling him until he heard her urgent voice behind him. "She's awake!" his mother cried out. Justin's heart skipped and he dropped the fish, washed his hands and rushed inside. "Are you sure, Mother?" he asked, wide eyed and stood in the hallway. His mother nodded excitedly. "Her eyes are open. She kept staring at me without saying anything." Justin didn't hesitate. He rushed to the spare room where the girl he had rescued from drowning three weeks ago. She had been unconscious, and initially, they thought she was dead. He entered the room quietly, careful not t
Alpha Adonis Eighty-Four
IrisI basked in the warmth of the sun and the gentle touch of Justin's hand on my hair as we lay on the grass together. With a contented sigh, I felt my eyelids growing heavy, surrendering to the peace of the moment.Justin and I shared a bond that felt natural and comforting. He showed me kindness and made me feel less isolated. His fingers gently tangled in my hair, and his soothing scalp massage calmed me. Although I was diagnosed with episodic memory loss, where I couldn't remember personal experiences, events or faces, I had grown to adore Justin and his mother, Mary. Mary approached with our lunch and a playful grin spread across her face. She was a blessing, always preparing tasty meals that I eagerly looked forward to."Justin, why not take Ruby to the fair? I bet she would love it there. Maybe even take her on a nice little date," Mary said, her voice crisp and clear.I heard Justin's sharp intake of breath, and he began making excuses that sounded hastily put together."R
Alpha Adonis Eighty-Five
AdonisI carefully positioned my dad's portrait on the easel, and my mind raced with emotions. My body trembled, and I felt self-conscious under the gaze of the others. I tried to limit my responses to brief nods or monosyllabic answers, avoiding eye contact and hoping to minimize the attention on me. Pack mates and my dad’s friends gathered for his funeral. We sat on rows of velvet-colored chairs with mourners dressed in formal black attire.Axton, Natalia, and Fred were behind all the preparation. Axton got a lavish coffin that had a royal crest. Natalia took care of refreshments and flower arrangements, and the royal guards stood at attention with their uniforms decorated with medals.I watched everyone pay their respects with gentle sobs and sniffles. The elders began prayers and the ceremonial chanting, and my mind was far away, filled with bitterness.Everyone expected an emotional outburst from me, but I managed my grief well. After all, I’ve been in that state for weeks.I wi
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