All Chapters of Born For The Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

The air in the dungeon was cold and damp, each step Gillow took echoing ominously in the narrow corridor. Arda clung to his shoulder, her body trembling with fear and exhaustion. His grip on her was firm, unyielding, and his movements unnaturally fast—a blur of supernatural power that left her disoriented.“Don’t worry, mate,” Gillow said, his deep voice a chilling mixture of reassurance and authority. “I’ve changed my mind. I will not have you flogged.”For a fleeting moment, relief washed over Arda. But it vanished as quickly as it came.“Instead,” he continued, “you will decide the fate of your friends.”Her breath hitched, her pulse quickening. Friends? They were alive?Gillow finally stopped, setting her down on her feet. Arda stumbled, her eyes darting around the dimly lit dungeon area. Her relief at hearing her friends were alive was immediately replaced by dread as her gaze landed on two cells.Inside them, her friends were bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Heavy chains secured

Gillow didn’t respond immediately, his expression unreadable as he carried her back toward their bedroom. When they reached the threshold, he nudged the door open with his foot and stepped inside. The air was heavy with tension, and her heart pounded in her chest.Gently, he laid her down on the bed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She had loosened her braids and washed her hair. It smelled good.Arda felt his touch. It was unexpectedly tender, his movements uncharacteristically calm. She stared up at him, unsure whether to feel relieved or more alarmed.“I felt like putting you to bed,” he said quietly, his voice soft but weighted with something she couldn’t quite place.Before she could respond, he leaned down, pressing a light kiss to her cheek. His lips were warm, yet as he lingered, a dreadful familiar shift began to take place.Arda noticed it first in his breathing—it grew heavier, uneven. His face hovered close to hers, his forehead creased as though he was fig

Arda trailed far behind Gillow, her legs struggling to keep up with his long, determined strides. The bright corridor of the administration building seemed to stretch endlessly before her, sunlight streaming through the tall windows, illuminating the polished floors. People passed by on their own errands, their chatter and footsteps filling the space, but all Arda could focus on was Gillow’s imposing figure moving steadily ahead.His shoulders were taut, his fists clenched at his sides, radiating a fury she didn’t dare interrupt. She wanted to call out to him, to ask him to slow down, but she swallowed the words. The thought of drawing the attention of the people around them, of exposing whatever this was in public, made her hesitate. Instead, she hurried as best as she could, her breaths coming in short, anxious gasps.By the time she reached the professor’s office, Gillow had already disappeared inside. The door was ajar, and she paused just outside, gripping the edge of the frame a