All Chapters of The Alpha's Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"How was the relationship between lord Cain and his brother Mendez?" I had asked Mrs Galakir that night. After my heated conversation with the new vampire lord, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there might be more than what met the eye. There might be betrayal of blood, greed of power and a rift between brotherhood. "They were good except a few disagreements here and there," Mrs Galakir had answered. "A couple years ago lord Cain punished lord Mendez over something, but it wasn't big. Even if it was, the family didn't let it slip out into the world." It might've even been anger built-up over the years. I wished I could talk to Hades right now. He'd know what to do. I couldn't even let go of the feeling that I might've pushed him in a deeper trouble by provoking the vampire lord. He had been inimical towards Hades from the beginning, now I probably made it worse. I couldn't sleep the whole night with all the disturbing thoughts circling my head relentlessly. Then there was th

"It's too bitter," I whined, tilting my head away from the soup Nola made me. Since the pack doctor suggested last night while he grimly put my two broken fingers in a cast that kale could ensure a quick recovery according to its health benefits, Nola made it her mission to feed me just that first thing in the morning. When she was unsuccessful, she resorted to her ultimate weapon. "Bitter works better," Hades replied while literally pushing the spoon through my lips. "No." I furrowed my brows from the unfamiliarity of those words. "You just made it up, didn't you?""I did." My eyes widened. How conceited could he be to admit that even?I stuck my tongue out at him. "It's not gonna work on me."He stared at me for a few seconds, a ghost of an amusement dancing in the corner of his lips. "In that case," he put down the bowl on the bedside table and reached into his suit jacket, "I might have to bribe you." I frowned again when he pulled his hand out of his inner breast pocket. A

The next moments went in a blur as he leaned down and wrapped his arms around the back of my thighs. A whoosh of air swiped the hair off my face, and my back came in contact with the soft mattress of his bed. My breath hitched when his plump lips crashed into mine, and explosions of a thousand fireworks burst in my stomach. I kissed back just as fiercely, with the passion of a thousand burning suns. My nails scraped across his head when his hot tongue skimmed over my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I resisted at first, scheming of playing with him a little. A groan sounded in the back of his throat, indicating his impatience, and it drew out a giggle off of me. His hand moved under me, reaching lower and squeezing one of my butt cheeks into his palm. A shot of electricity ran through my veins, making me gasp, and giving him the perfect opportunity to shove his tongue inside. A taste of his lusciousness, and my soul soared high, like it found its favorite kind of drug, a moan escap

That night when I went to bed, he wasn't there anymore. Neither when I woke up the next day. I could see a crack in the friendship I thought we were in the process of building, and that punctured my heart with a burning arrow. My mood went downhill the moment I noticed the lack of crinkle in his side of the bed meaning he never came home or came to our room. How could he be that mad at me for wanting to see my father or even stating true fact? He was in the middle of annihilating my father's bloodline for revenge on his father's death for God's sake. Then why was it any different in my case? Why couldn't he understand we harbored the same feelings for our fathers? My father wasn't perfect, but he was still my father, and he still brought me up with the utmost love and care. A drop of tear rolled down the side of my eye, and I wiped it away with force. He was the one being unfair, so why should I be crying over it? Letting out a heavy breath, I decided to fall back to sleep. It was t

I did what I said I wouldn't. I ran. Strong fingers wrapped around the back of my neck, and with a tug, I was hurled back into my chair, the impact almost sending it down with me. He caught it by the armrest with ease. Though that'd be a lie, for nothing in his expression nor his movements were of ease. "No." I threw my hands at him. "Stop. Let go. Uh-" My struggles came to a halt when he grabbed my hands in one unyielding grip and started tieing my wrists in a firm knot. Fear shot through my veins, and I tugged at it. "What are you doing? Let me go-" He flushed against me, his heated skin radiating warmth through the thick fabric of his suit and licking me in places we weren't even touching. I was so distracted for that little while that the hard tug of my hands behind my back didn't register in my mind on time. It wasn't like I could prevent it from happening if I was sane either. He moved away, his lips thinned in a straight line, and his eyes shooting glares.My eyes widene