All Chapters of Torn between the Alpha and Vampire Lord : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Amelia's POV.I didn't know what Nathan had given me but if it was supposed to make me relax, then it was doing a completely shitty job because I could not seem to stay calm. I had stopped crying, only because it felt like there were no more tears left for me to shed but it still didn't stop my heart from feeling like I had stabbed it with a knife. Because I had. I was responsible for hurting not only Damien but also myself with my words and actions. And now he had stormed out of the room, believing that I would choose Cassius, who I would never in my entire life consider being with over him. I tried to close my eyes but all I could see were his blue jade eyes that had darkened in sadness as he looked at me before leaving. I knew that I could not just sit here and wish that he would come back. Because if I was the one who thought that I was not loved, I would not go back to the person responsible for hurting me. It made me stand up immediately and I rushed to the bathroom to was

Amelia's POV"The Alpha has a specific type of woman. And not once has he ever deviated from that. You know what they say about taste."I didn't realize that I had remained standing where the beautiful woman had said those words to me like she knew something that I didn't and walked away, leaving me confused and wary until another man passed and stopped in front of me. "Are you alright, Luna?" He said and when I looked up at him, I snapped out of my troubling thoughts and smiled at him. "Yes, thank you," I answered slowly. "My pleasure, Luna." He said and as he walked away, I turned around to continue to Damien's room, my thoughts going back to those words. Every other person that I had met today had been so warm and welcoming and had addressed me as Luna like it was as easy as breathing. So why had that woman's first statement after seeing me insinuating that I was not Damien's type? Why had she smirked like that? Why had she given off such a cold attitude like she didn't approv

Amelia's POVWhat was worse than experiencing something bad? It was the anticipation. That moment when everything was still good but you could not for the life of you shake off the feeling that something bad was about to happen. And it was like I could feel it on the tip of my tongue. Like I could taste it but couldn't for the life of me tell what it was. It made me feel nauseous, considering that only some minutes ago, I was staring in awe at the most beautiful sight that I had ever seen. I could not even relish in the fact that I had been piggybacked back to the pack the same way I came here, because the look on Damien's face told me that whatever had made us go back to the pack not up to an hour after we left, it was something important. I looked at the time and realized that it had been over three hours since Damien had left and he was not back yet. Coupled with the way his countenance had changed, he had vaguely told me that he needed to take care of some things and had lef

Amelia's POV"Breathe, Amelia. Breathe. AMELIA!" A voice screamed but it sounded far away. Like there was a glass wall blocking me from truly hearing that person. The voice finally became clearer and when my vision cleared, I realized that I was sitting on the ground of the balcony, clutching my chest hard as the panic attack overwhelmed me. A sense of deja vu hit me because it felt like all of my nightmares were happening at the same time and even though I could vaguely hear the voice trying to pull me back to reality, I could not get past the heavy weight on my chest. I gasped, feeling myself lift the ground as arms wrapped around me and dropped me gently on a soft surface. "LUNA" The voice roared again and the fog cleared to see Eric looking at me in panic. His dark eyes dilated and constricted so fast, it was hard to keep track of the movement"What's wrong?" He asked in panic and I realized that after calling Elena, I had figured out something that had resulted in the panic at

Amelia's POVWhen I opened my eyes, I was standing on a stage that was as dark as the rest of the entire theatre that I was standing in. The silence was staggering and it felt like I was the only one there. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out, only to realize that I was unable to move. Dressed in a gown that hugged me like a second skin, I watched in fear as the lights on the stage suddenly came on, almost blinding me in the process. I struggled to adjust my pupils to the sudden influx of light. I heard a machine come on and suddenly, there was a dark man standing at the far end of the stage, where the light was not reaching, holding a microphone. "The next purchase for tonight is here. Make your bid" The thick horrid voice announced and my eyes widened in horror.Something was not right at all. Something was incredibly wrong. I tried to scream as I struggled against the binds that held me to the chair, but I found out that my mouth had been duct taped. My entire body felt pa