All Chapters of Taming the Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Kylie POV:I am stunned to immobility, fear coursing through my veins, my body shaking to the bones, yet my savior acts before I could even blink.He grabs one of the guards by the neck, leaving him unconscious. After he does the same with the other one, he drags both passed out guards and hides them behind a bush, out of the view.Adrenaline is kicking in, I am moving again, this time with more speed, following closely behind the man that risks his life in protecting me.“We need to get behind that wall.” He urges, gripping my hands.I shake my head in understanding, yet another guard comes our way, air leaves my lungs again when his head is separated from the rest of his body.“W-why did you kill him?” I stutter, my entire figure trembling violently from the shock.He covers my mouth with his hand to silence me, releasing it after confirming that I will keep it shut.“It was either him or us.&rdq

Oliver POV: We followed the elite soldiers from a safe distance, me and my brother. I’ve sent Jasper home as he did not have the necessary training for this kind of operation. Up until now, they had no luck with their search, which gives me mixed feelings. We are sure that Killian had Kylie and that somehow she escaped, though I cannot imagine how she could have pulled it alone. She must have had some help. As I cannot track her scent due to some powerful concealing spell Sandra casted on her, I was hoping that they had some clues that would lead me to my mate. So I dare to say that part of me hoped that they would have been successful in their hunt, though the other part of me would never want to watch her trapped again. Fuck! It’s messing with my fucking brain, this entire situation, it’s clouding my judgement, making me desperate. It’s been fucking hours since we are lurking in the shadows and I feel tired and enrag

Kylie POV: Warm fuzzy feelings are spreading through my body, I feel like I am high on drugs and it’s the best sensation in the world, it makes me go outside and scream of immeasurable happiness. I cannot believe what I’ve just heard, it came as a shock to me, to say the least. Truth be told, I’m afraid that I’ve misheard everything. Or is this just a sweet heavenly dream from which I might wake up? This thought sends some chills down my spine. He gently cups my face into his hands. “What’s wrong? Was it my sudden confession?” His eyes conflicted, his cheeks a little flushed. Flushed? A tear is rolling down my face without me registering it until he wipes it. “Are you crying?” He pulls the back of my neck and tenderly presses my head against his chest, I listen to his erratic heartbeats. “You don’t have to answer, baby! I understand. It’s my first time too, saying these words. They just came out without me thinking twice. I did

Oliver POV:I have no fucking appetite, I can cut the tension in the room with a knife, for what it counts. My mother is not sparing a glance my way, she is focused on finishing her food while my mind is racing with dire scenarios, one more horrendous than the other.She knows that she has the upper hand in this, the Council is her baby, she rules upon it with an iron hand and she is used to get things done her way.“Tell me that she isn’t your mate!” She demands finally breaking the uncomfortable silence, setting aside the cutlery.“That wouldn’t change the fact that she is.” I confess confronting her. “Or that you can’t do anything about it.” I growl.She dissolves into a dark laughter, making me wonder when did she become this person I see in front of me right now. For as sure as hell she wasn’t always like this. I should have paid more attention to her after my father’s death. Th

Melora POV: And he is off again, passed out. Who knew that my son could look so peaceful sleeping like this? It almost seems as if he is not a huge pain in my ass. Killian warned me that this might happen if Oliver exerts himself attempting to remember everything. The effect is even stronger if the memory is imprinted in all his senses. Forgetting about one’s mate is more than a powerful alpha can handle, or so it appears. His wolf is under the spell too, Sandra made great efforts, she is indeed a powerful witch. From where she draws her powers is really not my problem. As a mental note, I should thank Killian for all his kindness, though making his daughter Oliver’s bride would probably suffice. I steal another glance at Oliver and step out of his room, it’s time to pay a visit to the little lamb. A smirk creeps on my lips as I take the stairs that lead to the sinister dungeons and I’m even more satisfied as I watch the girl passed ou