All Chapters of Sold To The Tyrant Alpha King: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

LUCIANO’S POVI kicked in Carter’s front door. I didn’t bother knocking. I could tell he was the only one at home. The entire yard looked abandoned. “Carter!” I walked up the stairs expecting to find him in one of the rooms. The first door I opened was empty. There was a mild smell of bleach. The realization that this was the room Arianna was held in made my blood run cold. I kicked open two other doors but the rooms were empty. I knew he was here somewhere.“Come out Carter. Since when do you run from a fight?” I asked the empty looking house. I turned to go back downstairs and was met teeth first by a dirt colored wolf. I managed to throw him off at the last second but he managed to rip open the flesh on my arm. “There you are.” He came at me again, jumping so he could reach my neck. That was his mistake. I had no intention of turning. This was not going to be a fair fight for him.I crouched down and stabbed up at his open mid section. His growl turned to a pathetic whine imm

ARIANNA’S POVLuciano was in my bed when I woke up in the middle of the night. He had been sleeping here for about a week now. I never asked him to stay, but I did not make him leave either. It was a cool night and he walked me to my room after dinner and just didn’t leave.I looked at him, sleeping peacefully. I almost never had the chance to see him sleep. He always went to bed later than I did. And was always up before me. This was a rarity that I wanted to savor, but my full bladder would not let me.I was washing my hand in the sink when I caught my reflection in the mirror. My sunken eyes were starting to find the light again. It was good to see. I was about to look away when I saw Carter standing behind me. I squeaked, terrified of what I was seeing in the mirror. My heart rate jumped and the hairs on my skin stood in fear. I closed my eyes and shook my head. It was not real. It was not real. I was safe now. I had repeated this mantra in my head so many times since I got bac

LUCIANO’S POVThe day was uneventful. Our bed and breakfast was mostly deserted. We seemed to be the only occupants. Arianna had been coming out of her shell a lot more this past week. I had finally started to relax. I did not realize how worried I was until she asked me to hold her. The flash backs were mostly gone. And the constant calls from the Alphas had stopped. I didn’t tell her about it because I did not want to add to her worries.I knew greed was a thing but I had never witnessed a manifestation like this before. They all seemed ready to strip her for parts.The news of her blood healing the mystic moon did not help either. One of them even boldly suggested we study her to know what more she could do.I took care of Carter for Arianna. I would have beat him to a pulp and killed him off without feeling anything but I needed to make a statement.The calls had stopped. Collin was sour about it but he didn’t say much. His beta sent a passive message about wishing us well and t

ARIANNA’S POVI stayed watching from the bushes. Luciano had beaten him down and he was on his knees. I watched Luciano kick his gun away and grab him from the back of his neck and toss him to the floor. It occured to me at that moment that I never heard his name. He was simply their boss. “There is someone I would like you to meet.” Luciano told him.I took that as my queue and walked into the clearing. I could see his eyes widen in shock when he saw me. This is what I wanted. I needed him to see what he couldn’t have, standing right in front of him.I walked up to where he was flung on the ground, leaning by his elbows and trying not to completely fall. I looked him straight in the eyes and barred my fangs. He jerked up and tried to shuffle back but he bumped right into Luciano. The action made me happy. Now he was the one running scared.It was easy when he had his goons and his many silver weapons. Now, it was just me and him. Well me him, Luciano and a raging fire.“We need to

CARTER’S POV“Fuck!” I exclaimed and threw the bottle of bourbon at the wall. It hit the wall with a thud and fell to the ground where it started to pour out. “Did you see that?” I asked Ciara “It didn’t even break.” She looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. “I’m in so much pain, I can’t even throw hard enough.” I explained angrily. “If you are in so much pain, maybe stop trying to throw things.” she suggested.“And where does that leave me? Unable to function!” I answered my own question as she seemed to not understand.“What’s on your neck?” Ciara asked with a shocked look on her face.“What’s on my neck?” I walked slowly to the standing mirror on the landing of the staircase.I had to move slowly, my joints hurt if I tried to move at a normal pace. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes had sunk into my skull. I was emaciating in real time. I looked closely at my neck in the mirror. There were green, web-like lines running up my neck. I walked back to