All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S CAPTIVE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Finn extends his arm towards the entrance."What's your destination?" I approach a little closer, my boots crunching under the devastation that spills from the main room into the foyer. We haven't yet discussed our plans for fixing and cleaning up.But we're going to need to come up with a solution shortly.next to Amanda. We will handle it when she returns.Bright midday light streams into the black and indigo blue room as Finn opens the entrance door.Abruptly, Jade appears, one hand holding the door's edge. He shuts it forcefully as if he didn't see that he almost took Finn's nose off with it.Clap."Where the fuck are you going?" growls Jade as the thud keeps repeating.I brace myself, waiting for the inevitable growl or fist or insane beast to erupt from Finn.But Finn just yanks the door open again, so this must be a stranger.Jade won't even allow him to open it this time. Too fast to follow, his other hand shoots out and firmly grasps Finn's wrist. He approaches Finn so closel

To reach a particular park bench, Darius will give me a five-minute head start. After that, he will lead the rest of the pack in pursuit of me. I've never tried to get to the park seat since I would always run away from him the instant he commanded me to. I have never once come close to leaving his private property.My brow furrows. Not to look at my quickly cooling, unfinished dinner, but at the plastic fork that was placed next to it. For me, there's no true fork or steak knife. Not after what transpired the last time Felix didn't take as much care as he ought to have when it came to his turn with me.Nathan says, "I'm curious about the doctor," in a tone that makes me uncomfortable right away.I turn away from my plastic fork and look at Nathan. I can't read him, as usual, but that doesn't mean I don't sense something approaching. Anything negative.His voice comes from behind Darius's closed office door. He's angry, but not to the point of shouting since that's not how he controls

I cock my head to the side, desperately trying to release the pressure on my forehead. I regret it right away.Through the automobile window, Darius's eyes collide with me. He is still seated in the rear seat and has his phone upon his ear. He must still be speaking with his banker because his lips are moving.Nathan is demanding to know what the fuck they think they're doing, even though Darius might not care. He must be furious that we don't get to enjoy ourselves together after all. The cop who is scrubbing me down can't be talking to him because he isn't answering back.The greasy cop cuts him off, saying, "Keep interfering, and we'll arrest you for obstruction of justice." If I don't just shoot your fucking ass, that is. Please spare me the paperwork.Shift.”His gravelly voice has just enough menace to make me believe he'll pull it off.Holding my breath, I hope the policeman will find any excuse to shoot Nathan. Although I don't think cops are the best people in the world, I mig

"I don't mind sharing a woman at all." I look over my shoulder and speak in a cool, collected voice."My partner's fucking of my father bothers me because it's easier for her to earn a few small things on her own than to go to her parents and beg for them."A female gasp of amazement resounds.Leandro chuckles. "Mother, you know that Finn is correct, so there's no need to be so outraged."Slipping out nearly as stealthily as they had entered were the two expressionless servants loitering at the side of the room. The Desidario family knows better than to stay behind for their business, which is their family business.Dad looks at me stoically. "I see. "So, you want to spend your entire life in that bar of yours?" he asks, his lips curving into an unappealing curve in disgust.It would be a waste of time to respond, because whatever the issue with my wolf is, the solution is outside this building. His and mine."Finn, you might be the Alpha here. You might manage investments while resid

"So, it seems like you've made some street friends." Detective Ferdinand assumes command, sounding almost kind.I assume they aim to use this brief tape as evidence in court that they did not coerce me into making the confession they want me to make.I remain silent.It's evident. Detective Bradley scans through the file nonchalantly, resting his chin on one palm. But the green eyes he directs at me are anything but informal. "I believe a girl such as you made a lot of friends. You would frequently be discovered with them by some of my coworkers when you were supposed to be in school. Our archives span the years thirteen through seventeen, after which—well.All of a sudden, you were no longer making street pals.Though he won't say it out loud, he's thinking about calling me a prostitute. Both of them are.Nothing I say will change their opinion that I'm a whore; they've already made up their mind. I take a seat back and wait for this interrogation to end so I can be taken to a quiet