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Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate
Last Updated : 2024-09-22
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"You think you know hate, Avery?" His voice a dangerous rumble that seemed to roll straight through me. "Hate is easy. It’s the love that complicates everything." "Love? Don't talk to me about love. You wouldn't recognize it if it clawed its way into your heart." Liam's expression darkened, "And whose fault is that, remind me? You destroyed every ounce of it." My eyes filled with tears instantly, my voice so thick, it hurt my throat as the words came out. "And you made me pay for it, in the most horrible way. A person who loved a girl with his whole heart would never be able to do what you've done, what you've allowed to happen. That's why I hate you, because you never loved me, or else you couldn't do all this to me." His eyes sparked with anger "You have no idea what you're talking about." "Maybe I do, maybe I don't," I shot back bitterly, "But it seems like the only thing you're good at is pretending. Pretending to care, pretending to love—" "That's enough!" his voice boomed. "You want to see how real my feelings are? I should teach you a lesson on underestimating them." I tilted my chin up in defiance "Go on then, teach me." The next moment was a blur of motion as he closed the distance between us. His hands gripped my face, not gentle but not cruel—a fervent, desperate hold. His lips met mine in an intense, raw kiss, fueled by anger and deep, relentless desire. The kiss was punishing, his mouth moving against mine with a fierce urgency that left no room for doubts or second thoughts. As he pulled back, his eyes bore into mine, challenging, questioning, daring me to deny what lay between us.
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Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 30. Don't Fight It
Liam’s POVI lost all semblance of control. The floodgates burst open, irreparably so, because of her. She, who wrenched open a chasm within me that could never again be sealed. From the moment she re-entered my life, the cracks began to spread—each pained glance, each subdued whimper, each involuntary flinch, each shadow of fear she cast, gnawed at the edges of my composure. I fought desperately to shore up the breaches, erecting frail pillars of resolve to stave off the inevitable collapse. Yet, all my efforts crumbled to dust the moment I witnessed her lips press against my brother’s in a kiss laden with the unmistakable sweetness of falling in love.In that instant, I plunged into the depths of my own despair, a torrential downpour flooding my senses, submerging me. I thrashed wildly, struggling to breathe, to surface, but the water was unyielding. Suffocating. And she—she seemed to bask in my torment, flaunting her newfound affection not on
Last Updated : 2024-09-22Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 29. I Hate You
Avery’s POVWhen I remained frozen, rooted to the spot by a mix of fear and defiance, his grip on my collar tightened abruptly. The sudden pressure stole the breath from my lungs, forcing a sharp gasp to escape my lips. His eyes, cold and unyielding, bore into me as he leaned in closer, his voice a venomous whisper that left no room for disobedience. “You better not make me repeat my orders everytime, Slave. Strip. All your clothes off. Now.”His words hung heavy in the air, an ultimatum that echoed ominously in the small, stark room, reinforcing the gravity of my situation. His demeanor was unrelenting, his authority absolute, and in that moment, the reality of my powerlessness crystallized painfully within me.What was he planning next? The question gnawed at me, but I knew better than to voice it; his answers were never straightforward.He released his grip abruptly and stepped back, his eyes alight with a fiery menace that promised p
Last Updated : 2024-09-21Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 28. How Could You?
Avery’s POVI moved with cautious steps, acutely aware of the tension thickening the air between us. Uncertainty clouded my thoughts—I wasn't sure what churned in his mind, or how deep his anger might run after discovering me in a stolen kiss with his brother. My choice had been my own, free and deliberate, but now, as we stood locked away in his bedroom, silence was my only refuge. He paced the room, a relentless predator in his own domain, casting not even a fleeting glance my way. One hundred and sixty seconds felt like an eternity in that charged stillness.A knot of fear tightened in my chest, fear of what he might do next, what harsh words might fall from his lips. The possibility of being wounded again, either by his actions or his words, loomed over me. Yet, beneath that fear, a stubborn determination took root. I needed to understand his true feelings, to see the heart of the man I once knew.Was I truly nothing more to him than a despised slave, a breaker of his heart, a
Last Updated : 2024-09-20Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 27. Don't Beg
Avery’s POVI hadn't known what to expect from this impulsive leap, but the last thing I imagined was enjoying our kiss so much, or getting utterly lost in the sudden, intense surge of emotions it sparked within me.I melted into him, my body quivering slightly with pleasure from the delicious sensation of his lips pressed against mine. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more intense, he deepened the kiss with a bold stroke of his tongue, and from that moment, I was utterly and irrevocably lost in him.Unexpected, too, was how much he seemed to enjoy the kiss. His hands were gentle yet deliberate as they cradled my face, tilting my head to better explore the depths of our kiss.We only broke apart when the need for air overcame us, but even then, he kept his forehead pressed against mine. We stared into each other's eyes, silent and wide-eyed, our mutual surprise at this unforeseen intimacy hanging palpably between us.Want to know what else I wasn’t expecting?A very not expecte
Last Updated : 2024-09-19Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 26. Can I Touch You?
Avery’s POV"Are you trying to get me into trouble?" I asked, my gaze sharpening into a narrow slit, suspicion threading through my voice. It seemed implausible, his sudden generosity, as if the darkness in his heart had suddenly turned altruistic."Letting me shift and run around only to snatch me back, claiming I was trying to escape the pack?" I threw the words at him like accusations, waiting to see how he'd maneuver around them.His response was a grin that unfurled slowly across his face, amusement sparkling in his eyes. “That’s an overactive imagination you’ve got. Ever think about writing thriller novels?” he teased, his tone light but not diminishing the seriousness of my concern."I do not trust you, Andrew," I declared, the formality of titles slipping away unnoticed—or perhaps inconsequentially—as he let the conversation flow. "Call me paranoid all you want, but I've learned the hard way. Anyone can betray you, no matter how close they seem or how trustworthy they may appe
Last Updated : 2024-09-17Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 25. My Misery Entertains You?
Avery’s POV"So let's say, just for argument's sake, that I believe you. What exactly were you rescuing me from?" I asked, my voice low and steady, attempting to mask the uncertainty that fluttered like a caged bird within my chest."If I told you... I'd have to kill you," he replied, the sarcasm in his voice thick enough to cut through the chilled air between us."Touché," I retorted sharply. "And what's stopping me from mindlinking your brother?" My challenge hung heavy, a tangible force in the growing tension.His expression shifted, a flicker of intrigue crossing his features as he stepped closer, closing the distance between us with a single, deliberate movement. I fought every instinct telling me to retreat, to maintain distance, as he leaned in, his breath faintly sweet with the scent of vanilla, whispering intensely, "Am I hurting you, Avery?"His proximity was overwhelming, his scent enveloping me, so fierce it invaded all my senses. For a moment, I was rendered speechless, m
Last Updated : 2024-09-16Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 24. Not All Rescues Look the Same
Avery’s POVTrue to his chilling promise, the echo of Liam’s footsteps had barely faded when his so-called 'loyal' men appeared. Two hearts beat steadily outside the locked door—ominous drumbeats to my impending fate.They stood in silence, sentinels of doom, merely waiting for the moment to act. Their presence was palpable, a heavy weight in the air, even through the barrier that separated us.In the stifling quiet of the room, I lay on his bed, pulling his pillow close. I inhaled deeply, the scent of him—intoxicating and painfully sweet—lingering in the fabric. It was pathetic, perhaps, but I clung to the aroma of the man who haunted both my dreams and nightmares. It was all I had left of the Liam I once knew, a feeble balm for the raw edges of my shredded heart.An hour ticked by—slow, inexorable minutes that stretched into an eternity of waiting. Then, Andrew's voice shattered the silence, sharp and commanding. "Lea
Last Updated : 2024-09-15Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 23. It’s Not Goodbye
Avery’s POVSeveral quiet days drifted by, marked by a surprising absence of incidents, pain, or punishment. The oppressive presence of Wolfsbane had finally vacated my system. Clarity returned to my mind, the constant ache in my body subsided, and my wounds—those visible reminders of past torments—had fully healed.Each day unfolded with the same monotonous rhythm. I worked tirelessly in the kitchen from the early morning light until the shadows of evening stretched long and dark. Night after night, Liam himself would escort me from the clatter of pots and the warm kitchen smells back to the solitude of his bedroom after his familial dinners. Thankfully, I managed to avoid running into his father or brother during these transitions. Their absence was a small mercy, for each encounter with them was like brushing against a dark cloud of malevolence.Liam and I existed in a strange bubble of mutual disinterest. Since the night he handed me a bag of M&Ms—a token laden with bitter memorie
Last Updated : 2024-09-14Enslaved to The Alpha: Torn Between Love and Hate 22. Is That a Good Enough Answer for You?
Liam’s POVMy hand hung in the air, waiting expectantly for the note she had hinted at earlier. As I lifted my arm towards her, I heard her heartbeat quicken, her chest rising and falling rapidly with the fear that my gesture incited. The sight cut through me, a sharp pang of pain at her instinctive terror.Despite the fear shadowing her eyes, she continued to challenge me with her words, her defiance unyielding. It was perplexing—her relentless audacity to speak her mind so freely. Each word she uttered was a test, pushing the boundaries of my patience. I found myself caught between admiration for her snarky resilience and frustration at her blatant disregard for the consequences she might face.With a tremulous breath, she finally pulled out a small piece of paper from her pocket and handed it over. My fingers brushed against hers as I took it, feeling the slight tremor of her hand. Unfolding the note, I read the few words scrawled across it, each one a blatant provocation. My bl
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