All Chapters of Ruthless Fate ( Alpha' s Queen #1) : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cynthia Langston Age-21 I am lying in our bed alone and sulking over what just happened. I can't help but keep imagining Cary’s crying face and his begging. Aaron is a King, how can he behave like that? Doesn’t this hurt his image? Don’t he care about stuff like this? I know he is an Alpha through and through but his position doesn’t exist on that front only, or does it? I don’t know how to even react. It is creepy if Cary was really so aroused by my mere hello, I am glad I aborted my plan fast, or else currently I would have been regretting much more than what, I am doing now. I am missing my family now, especially Riles. At this thought, I sit up and search for my phone. Thankfully I don't have to look for long, It is sitting on the bedside table. I pick it up feeling relieved and dial my sister. She picks up on the third ring. “Hey, Thia, is everything alright?” She asks, with concern for me clear in her voice. “Yeah, I just missed you!” I

Cynthia LangstonAge-21“Can I ask you something?” I said rubbing my face in his shirt cladded tummy. We were both lying on the soft grass and under the soft sunlight of the dreamy day of ours. I was happy and content. After shifting and running as much as I wanted, it feels great. I am relaxed, my beast is also humming with delight.After my beast caught him, we both ran some more but this time together, and then shifted. Seeing the clouds parting cheered us up and we both decided to relax here in the pale sunlight.Aaron didn’t speak and just hummed, his eyes were closed and face content just like mine. His hands were running in my hair as I was lying on his stomach, in T shape.“Why are rogue wolves such an issue? I mean, I have been hearing about their attacks since I was like 14 or 16, I don’t understand why can’t we just capture them?” rogues wolves are those wolves who lose their human side’s s

Cynthia LangstonAge-21I ran toward a still lying Aaron and laid the phone on the floor beside me before putting Riley on speaker. I was close to sobbing again but I reigned myself in, I can't do this, I need to control myself. Taking deep breaths and with shaky hands, I went to my mate, my Aaron.My hands were shaking badly so when I tried to open his eyes, I couldn’t do it. I took the deepest breathe and tried again, this time I was successful. His pupils, they were large. I couldn’t help myself and sob. I picked up the phone again and talked to Riley.“His- His eyes- I mean pupils are large, Riley, they are fucking large. Please help me. what should I do? Can you come here? Is there any healer here. Please help me.” I cried.“Calm down Cynthia, please. If you want to help him, first you need to calm down. Look, I think you both were poisoned and, may be your drink had less amount and he was loaded. So to help him,

Cynthia LangstonAge-21I rolled my eyes at him, “Yeah, I freaking retched. I am so done though. Never ask me to do that again.”“never.” He agreed and opened his arm for me to come.I smiled and went to him and he took me like a pro. His scent was addicting, I wanted to sleep back but then after what happened when I woke up, I almost felt panic at the thought of sleeping and losing consciousness.I left his embrace and looked at him, “ Are you really okay?”He nodded and ate his soup. Even Aaron looked lost in his thoughts and I could understand. he was feeling bad for not being able to protect me.“It was out of your hand. Stop beating yourself for something you couldn’t have stopped anyway.” I said caressing his face, slowly, trying to comfort him.“It should have not happened. I should have thought this through.”“Hey, you did. You know you did.

Cynthia LangstonAge-21The girl whimpered hearing my voice. Her hair were looking dirty and shabby and she sounded lost to the world as she was still asking for my help and shaking her shoulders. Which were tied.“You did this?” I asked Ray who was standing silently behind me.“No.” Was his reply as I decided to help this poor woman.“Its okay.” I said trying to console her when she continued to whimper. Her hands were tightly tied around.As I released her, I saw rope marks around her hand. They were red and bleeding too. I knew by that she had been bound for quite some time.“Who are you? what’s going on?” I asked her, frowning. She was wearing a dirty dress, she even looked unfed.The poor girl looked terrified of her own shadow as she whimpered and replied, “I am- I am Gwen, I don’t know what happened but I was coming back from work one day and suddenly some