All Chapters of The Alpha's Desire For His Abused Mate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

***Just as I envisioned, Derek didn't back down without a fight. After being kicked out of the Rogue's camp with his henchmen, he returned the next day to battle for possession of me. It was an intense war and Ryker, who expected this attack, prepared with his armies. I wasn't sure if it was the huge difference in the amount of men on both sides, but the Crimson Pack seemed to be losing to the Rogues. Derek didn't have enough armies and from what I heard, his father wouldn't send out anymore to him. It seemed like he had lost faith in his 'precious' son and wouldn't risk the lives of his warriors anymore. The guards at my door, watching me, would talk about the war now and then. That way I was updated about the battle. I also learned that Derek had personally trained the Rogue warriors that Ryker purchased, he taught the tactics and skills of the Crimson Pack and made them as powerful as they became. He probably didn't expect it to come back at him, and he was thrown off guard by

~Ace's POV~***Dumped in a large body of water. Tied hands and feet. Lifeless. My ears caught the faint sound of running water as I sank, unable to help myself. It got louder and louder, and louder. The water ran into my body, every single hole, and the sound got heavier as it happened. My hearing was still sharp and despite my situation, what troubled me most was the sound of running water. I twitched my face, trying to block the sound from my ear. It was disturbing. With every try, the sound got louder and when I felt I couldn't take it anymore, my eyes went open. The blurry sight of a white ceiling first greeted me and I blinked rapidly to clear my vision. Squinting, I gradually grabbed the view and I rolled my eyes to take in my surrounding. Where was I? I felt something heavy resting on my face but for some reason, I couldn't move my body to check what it was. The memories poured into my head, every single detail that led to this moment but their faces were unclear. I hea

~~I returned to my room, feeling uneasy and disturbed. Ryker's demand was something I should have seen coming but didn't. Unlike Derek, he was a tougher nut to crack. Seeing how he heartlessly got rid of his own terrified me. It proved to me how demonic and selfish he was. Ryker cared about no one but himself, and if I should perhaps go against him, he might brutally get rid of me too. At this moment, my power was my only strength, I could say it was the only thing stopping Ryker from hurting me. Thanks to it I've been able to stay alive with my people up till this day.Seated on the cold floor of my room, I attempted another mind-link with Ace but it proved yet the same result. It has been weeks without him and all I've been holding on to were my foolish thoughts. If Ace was alive, why wasn't he returning?Why can't I seem to accept squarely that he was gone? Why do I keep feeling a sort of life from him? With my fists, I grabbed handfuls of my hair, thoughts racing in my mind.

~Ace's POV~ ***My teeth were tightly clenched, and my eyes darkened with fury as I watched the interview from three days ago where Ellen severed our ties. The comment section was a hassle and recognizing that she was in Ryker's camp left me with mixed feelings. Why had she gone there? I heard a sigh after the door opened, "you're watching this again?" Meredith picked up the remote and turned it off. "It's about time you get over it, Ace." The broken tie left me in pain, added to the one my body was already passing through, it contributed in my confinement to the bed. Even though Ellen was yet to say anything about it, Ryker had held a press conference and announced their mateship. I refused to believe that she would betray me like that. That realization was worse than any pain I was feeling. If she truly thought I was dead, why would she go to be with the one who supposedly caused it? Ellen loved me. And except she deceived me all along, I knew she detests Ryker.Oh

~Ellen~I smelt blood, like a rusted iron placed under my nostrils. I am alive. I squinted, accepting the sharp ray of sunlight and hoping it would blind me. Or better still, kill me. The cries from the Ocean Howls warrior as they roasted to their death rang in my ears over and over again, and each time I felt a heavier guilt. It was a nightmare that continuously disturbed me for days. How could I still be alive? I had purposely gone five days without food or water. If I wasn't restricted by the chains that bound me, I would have ended this torture myself five days before now. I was in the same standing position, for so long that I could barely feel my legs now and I had avoided food and water, basically anything that would contribute to my health, but I still woke up every time that I believed I had finally succumbed to the cold hands of death. I opened my eyes fully. I had cried so much that even the sharp sun rays couldn't take any tears from me. I felt dead but the mild so