All Chapters of The Alpha's Arranged Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alpha CARAMEL’S POV Without wasting a single second, I jumped up to my feet, and they led me to what they had found. Since the end of the fight, I had not stepped into my study as I had to find Lavender. That’s where they were leading me to, though. I tried to guess what it might be, but I had not thought it would be something as gruesome as what was being shown to me.A guard torn up like an animal. His hands and legs were completely shredded. A part of his head was visibly broken. It must have been smashed a couple of times. It seemed the fight happened in the study too. There were blood splashes scattered around, ranging from my desk to the door itself. It was a tough fight from how scattered the room was. My study is soundproof, so I understood why no one could hear the fight happening when it did. It was for confidential reasons that I made it so. “Someone had nailed him to the back of the door, and when we pushed it open, he fell. That’s not all,” Beta Asher said, then walked

Alpha Caramel's POVI tapped my fingers on the table before me, eyes on the door, but my mind was far away. It has been two days since Lavender was taken under my nose, and here I was, thinking. I hated this with everything in me. It took a lot from me not to gather my army, and match to Midnight Pack, raiding it until I found my wife. I wanted to see Alpha Toot bleed to death. My wolf wanted to act on it, but rationality was stopping both of us. I knew it would be terrible to do so.If we moved without a plan, there was a risk of meeting something we could not handle. I folded my fist in anger because even though I understood the logic around it, I hated it. I hated being in this place when my wife was far away from me. Two days without seeing her. Two days without touching her. Two days without hearing her voice. Hell, I was growing mad, but I contained myself. I had to act calm. I had to think before I acted, and only I know what was holding me back.A knock followed by the doorkno

Lavender's POVA low groan escaped my lips as I frowned, feeling a burning sensation all over my body. It felt like pepper was rubbed from my nose down to my legs. My head felt like an axe had split it open, and it remained in there. I was conscious of the movement up there, and it was making me extremely uncomfortable. I turned my head to the side, trying to find a comfortable position, but I was failing at that. “Caramel” I called softly. I needed him right now. It was the only thing I could think about.I wanted for you to hold me, and make me feel better. For a while I did not understand why I was feeling the way I was. I wanted it gone. I called out again but softly as I had no energy inside of me to call out to him loudly. I fluttered my eyes open, with my eyelids barely able to remain so. I was tempted to close them again, and sleep but I was too uncomfortable to rest. “Caramel,” I called out to him again but still no response. It took some time for my brain to register the env

Lavender's POVI was left on my own for hours to the point I lost count. The pain from the antidote subsided with time. It relieved me, and I was less uncomfortable. However, I was still charged up, so that was making me restless. I tried to think of ways to set myself free from the chains but it was not working. There was no key around, nor was there a pin or anything I could use to pick the lock on the chain.It was so heavy I wanted it off as quickly as possible but my so-called father wanted to bind me here. He wanted to turn me into his little puppy. No matter how I tried to make myself calm, it was not working. How could I be calm in a situation like this? I believed Alpha Caramel was trying to get to me but I could not just stay put, and do nothing.I kept looking around the room, trying to calculate my steps or my actions to get myself free. A couple of times I have tried to get to the dressing table, but the chain was not long enough to get to it. I had fallen a couple of tim

Lavender's POVBlood was everywhere in the room. My mother was chained to the ground, with blood underneath her. She had bruises on some parts of her body. I never expected to see her this way. She looked weak. She looked like she had been starved, and beaten. She was not her usual bright self. I was not too sure if it was being in the same pack that brought so much pain to her or the injuries on her body that made her look like this. She looked battered.My heart instantly ached for her. I caused this. I need to know what happened to my mother. I had no idea how she got here but if not for me, she would not have. My mother has gone through so much all because of me. For hours, I had heard the screams, and the noises but I had no idea what it was.I did not know that my mother was here and going through all of this. I couldn't help but blame myself. Despite the beatings, she refused to stop. She refused to be quiet. She wanted her child. I rushed over to her with quick steps before fal