Todos los capítulos de The Alpha Who Betrayed Me: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Arabella's PoV"Please tell me what would you have me do?"I fell on my knees again and crawled to them, raising my head to look into the eyes as I begged to be let in.I knew better than anyone but if they let me go, I would have no place to stay. One of the witches cackled. The one that was tall looked at her sister and then back at me. "Well you see we don't have anyone to cook for us and we also have no one to hunt for us, if we take you in, I would have to do those chores without complaint. We will provide a safe place for you to stay but you will be the one to determine how long you will stay by how hard you work""So in summary, what you want me to do is to cook and clean?" I had to be sure I was on the same page with them.Mary and Mary nodded. "Simple and straight to the point right?"Actually, it was easier than I thought. When they had demanded for me to do something for them, I had expected that I would have to sell my soul or perhaps even offer my child but listening to

Arabella's PoVI had just finished cooking for the witches. My back ached, alongside everywhere else on my body. I screamed inwardly because of the pain I was facing but outside, I laughed. "What do you think of the meal?" I asked Mary. The Mary with less hair on her head. She cackled again and as I had come to learn, I understood that she liked it.I watched her dip her spoon inside of the plate of rice and scoop once.The other Mary did not bother to use a spoon. She ate with her hands and I stood there, watching her tilt the bowel while it was on the table. She looked contented and happy. I like watching her."I see you're enjoying your meal, Mary" I was the first to speak. It had been a week since I stayed with them. Time went by really fast in their coven. I went out to buy some ingredients for a meal and was told three days had passed in the outside world, I wondered how they managed to understand the time difference."You cook well– even better than we who are witches, you sho

Asher's POV:Alpha did not do as I had asked. Instead, he stopped and asked me to repeat myself."Didn't you hear what I said?" His guards held me down forcefully while I tried to move, "I said… Go and fuck yourself"I expected that to piss him off but instead

Arabella's PoVI thought she would say something bad but instead, what I heard her say was that he needed food."He is hungry '' were her words. I sprang from my feet, walked to her and stared deep into her eyes."So what you're saying to me is that he is okay and well. He is fine"She nodded. I covered my mouth to stop myself from gasping out loud."Thank you to both you and your sister. I never would have done this without both of you. I am so grateful. Thank you"I indulged her in a hug which she quickly tore away from. I tried again but then, she warned me not to do that again. I agreed.My mind lingered to where the witch was. "Is Mary still trying to clean his wounds?" I asked innocently.Mary laughed. She held her waist and laughed again."No, she's not. In fact, the thing is he is…."I did not bother to listen. She pushed past the witch and made her way to their house.I barged in, "Where is Asher? What is going with him?"Mary's back was faced to her. She was struggling wit

Asher's eyes opened to their limits. He looked like he was asking for permission to dip his hands into my core.This time it wasn't for pleasure, it was for my own survival."But I am not the child's father" he blurted out while his hands slowly inserted into me. I held my breath. I didn't want to say anything."Do it. She will explain later"Mary said to him. She took a hold of his hand and dragged it inward.I felt Asher's fist inside of me and soon, he opened up to welcome something.Something tore through me and reached for his hand. The tear caused me to bleed. Blood and sweat rolled out of my body seamlessly.More tears threatened to fall off my eyelids but I held them in."He's almost done. Hang in there" It was easy to say. She was not the one who had a child poke his hands out of her womb to touch his father.Some minutes later, Asher pulled his hand out of me. It was dripping with my blood and fluid on it.Mary with less hair asked her sister for a towel and wiped me clean