All Chapters of Alpha's Captive: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

JASONI was still marveling at the fact that my eyes were opened. The foggy skies were ten times a better sight than the torture I had to go endure whilst my eyes were closed. It was happening again. Witches were coming after those I loved. Except, something was different this time. They were only after one person and right now, that person despised me. I remained engulfed in my thoughts when a husky voice broke into them. "Are you alright?" My head instinctively whipped to the right. Kneeling over me was that blasted Hobbstone Alpha. Sprawled behind him was David Blossom. An anger arose within me and I was forced to sit up. The nerves in my body punished me as I did so but the resent I felt for those blasted Blossoms was stronger than the wreaking ache that washed over my body. "What is he doing here?" I demanded, reaching out to grab a hold of his shirt only to be stopped by Sofiane. "He helped deflect the sleep spell cast on you," Sofiane inform

OLAMIDEFire and heat ricocheted past us as we ran from our attackers. There was something in the shrubs. There are people in the shrubs and they wanted us dead. My body shook as we pushed past blades of grass that tore through my skin like they were sheets of paper."Take the children." Someone told my mother. "I'll stall the Silverlaws.""You'll die." My mother panicked in the Yoruba dialect. "We can make it. The threads assure me.""But we both know the threads will only protect you. If I can change how situations turn out. Maybe our children will not have to die."He looked hopeless. They both did. With tears in her eyes, my mother accepted the heavy mantle my father has placed on his shoulders and cupped his face to kiss him. As they ended the kiss, something in the shadows whooshed in their direction. It was a blur but before the attacker could cause any real damage, the man stopped in his tracks. His katana clanged to the ground and his knees

Satake woke in a standing position. Except his feet were barely touching the floor. Head bowed forward, the muscles in his body twanged. Something was banded across his chest. A crest of some sort and it stung. His body felt numb. Especially his back region. He tried to move only to realize that his arms were wrenched above him, his wrists hemmed together. He wriggled but couldn’t move much. The air around him was musty with a lingering scent of blood.Flickering his eyes a hundred times to adjust to the darkness, Satake came to be fully awake. He tried to talk but he could only wince as a sharp pain shot up his body. His jaw was messed up. His foggy memories were beginning to prop up. He had remembered resisting after that damn witch had attacked him with a cursed weapon. He also vividly remembered being driven to unconsciousness by one of her vampire pals. His sight cleared slowly and in time Satake came to realize he was in someone's living room. There were rugs rolled up to a

Two wisps of smoke shot in Lilith's direction. One burst into Olamide's chest rendering her unconscious. The second flew in Lilith's direction, aiming for her cold heart but before the disintegrating ball of darkness could hit Lilith, Deji jumped in front of her causing the darkness to hit him instead. Like Olamide, Deji collapsed to the floor, both living their worst nightmares. ***Intermission Candice Blossom's world grew darker as she threaded a familiar forest. This was a memory. One she remembered like yesterday. The night it all went to hell. "Why am I here?" Candice asked herself. Her lips weren't moving. Neither did she have control over her legs. In fact, the only thing she had power over was her sight and all she could do was continue to watch as her legs jogged into a clearing. There was a man slumped to the floor. A woman was above him.

Yasmin continued to slice onto Satake Crow's skin, ignoring his screams for help and the obvious opposition that has managed to sneak past a coven of vampires and her maze of chaos. Crimson blanketed over her hands reminding her she was executing a sin. A moment of relapse causes her to look back into the eyes of the dying relic. She could tell he was begging for mercy even when his mouth couldn't move. "You have come too far," Yasmin told herself. "You can't back out now." The witch reminded herself that Lilith would have the intruders cornered in no time. The scythe sliced through Satake's flesh and bones like it were butter and soon, Yasmin noticed his beating heart. She spared Lilith a look for security. The countess of death had her hands on the now unconscious attribute's throat. Her eyes however were not on the Aloha werewolves who had broken in. Her gaze lingered on the vampire she had sired as he too was unconscious. The bright side to things though was that Lil