All Chapters of Louisa Unchained: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

　　Louisa's POV　　"Where are you going, Lisa?" Colt asked me when he saw me walking out of the yard.　　"I'm going to forage some berries in the forest," I replied.　　I didn't look at him because I didn't want him to worry about me.　　"OK. I'll go with you," Colt said.　　"No. I'll go there by myself. Don't follow me." I said and continued to walk out.　　"Lisa..." Colt grabbed me by my arm.　　"What?!" I got impatient and looked at him.　　Colt threw his hands up in the air and said, "Wow, you're really in a bad mood. I get it. A lot of things have happened and you need to chill out a bit. But I just want to tell you that you need to take the basket..."　　He took up the basket from the ground and put it on my back.　　"Please don't go too far," he said, "And this is for you. I've made it for you in the past few days."　　He put a small folded comb in my hands.　　It looked just like an ordinary comb, but when I pressed a button at

　　Louisa's POV　　"Damn, what the f..."　　I heard the exclamation of the soldiers.　　The carriage stopped, and the door was opened again.　　"What happened?" a soldier asked.　　He took out his knife and pointed it at me in a panic.　　I stared at them and didn't say anything.　　Three soldiers came forward and took me out of the carriage.　　They took me into a tent and disappeared.　　After a few minutes, Lucian appeared at the entrance of the tent.　　He was followed by several soldiers holding barrels of hot water and clothes.　　I held up my knees and moved to the corner of the room.　　"You're creating so many problems for me, she-wolf." He said as the soldiers poured the hot water into a bath.　　"He tried to rape me. He created a problem and I solved it," I said.　　Lucian walked to me and bent over.　　He got too close to me, but I had nowhere to run.　　"Something about you is different, little she-wolf. I g

　　Louisa's POV　　Alpha Lucas continued, "You, on the other hand, have to be my new submissive fucktoy. You have to earn this honor because the warlock has done a pretty decent job in serving his Master. And for my justification, I didn't make up that fucking lunatic story about me being Uma's wife. That fucking warlock came up with it just in a blink of an eye. There's no surprise in this because they can be very convincing when they try to trick you. He cheated you, she-wolf. He was the one who was lying to you all the time. Do you know, by the way, why he begged you so desperately the other day? To let me transfer his imprint to you?"　　I shook my head and said, "I don't want to know! Don't tell me! Darren's like a brother to me! He won't do anything to hurt..."　　Alpha Lucas' eyes were narrowed, "Oh, fuck. I know that you're backward, but I don't know you can be this retarded to buy his bullshit about being your brother. His dead brother's spirit was locked in the fire t

　　Louisa's POV　　After the soldiers cleaned the tent, Alpha Lucas walked into the tent.　　I looked at his bleeding forearm and frowned.　　It looked pretty nasty.　　Feeling intimidated, I asked in a low voice, "Do you need any treatment for that?"　　He might be an asshole, but I couldn't see him bleeding to death.　　Another thing was, I could feel the pain in my arm and it was extremely torturing.　　I had to put it to a stop.　　Alpha Lucas didn't say anything. He walked past me and lay on the bed.　　I took out my baggage only to find out that I had run out of yarrow powder.　　So, I took out the cayenne pepper potion and bit my lips.　　"Are you going to stand there for the rest of the night?" he asked.　　I turned back and saw him looking at me.　　"Come here, she-wolf," He tapped on the empty space on the bed next to him and said. "It's getting cold and you're on your bare feet."　　I didn't want to get closer to him,

　　Louisa's POV　　As I walked into the tent all by myself in that pair of very uncomfortable heels, people who were sitting in the tent stopped talking and turned their heads towards me.　　I was petrified at the entrance of the tent because I had never been put under the spotlight before.　　Alpha Lucas was sitting at the end of the long dining table.　　He was surrounded by women. It seemed that he didn't even notice me.　　I didn't know where to go, so I remained standing at the entrance, feeling completely hopeless.　　At that time, a graceful man approached me and said, "Young Lady, are you looking for anyone?"　　I looked up at him. He was in a grey silk suit and a gold cape. I recognized the rockrose emblem on his cape, which was the symbol of royalty. Like all the royalties from the South, he had fair skin and gold hair. His witty sapphire-colored eyes gleamed when he looked at me in a friendly way.　　I didn't know how to answer him.　　I