All Chapters of Bullied By The Ruthless Alpha Devils: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHARLOTTEWhen I finally had enough energy to open my eyes, I was met with darkness and a violent headache.Bile climbed up my throat quickly, hurried on by the odours that irritated my senses the moment I sucked in a breath.I’d gag, but I felt like I was underwater, my reflexes weren’t mine and I couldn’t feel my limbs.When I tried to see beyond the splotches of darkness in my vision, I failed miserably and only aggravated my headache. I paused and gave my body a few minutes to relax. I still couldn’t feel my limbs and that sent panic rolling down my spine in an instant. My breaths became short, unconsciousness loomed over me, and darkness took over my vision for a moment before I could see again.Breathe… I told myself.And I did. I sucked in a breath and released it, that was when I finally identified the pungent smell that clouded up the entire room, cigarette smoke.I couldn’t move my head, but the way I laid gave me a somewhat okay view of the room around me. I was lying on

CHARLOTTE The car ride back to the mansion is purposefully silent, other than the hum of the air conditioner and my shaky, unsteady breaths.I don’t think, I don’t move, I don’t speak, and I don’t let go of Taide the entire car ride. Not when we get out of the car, and not when he carries me up the stairs to my room.I cling to him like he’s the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. And I tell myself he is because I have a sinking feeling that if I let go, I’ll be tossed back into that room with the cigarette smoke and the hard bed, at the mercy of Anton and his friend’s vile intentions.I don’t realize when we’ve entered my room, but I do notice when Taide slowly starts to lower me onto the bed and pull away.I let out a small sound of protest and keep my fingers buried in the skin of his arms, desperate to maintain any form of physical contact.Taide pauses and stares down at me with an unreadable expression on his face. Even though my mind is still half gone, I realize how aw

CHARLOTTE I pulled down the lever and gave the toilet a minute to flush. Slowly, I moved towards the mirror and lifted my plain white T-shirt to lace up my sweatpants, and in the process, I caught sight of the dainty white line at the side of my stomach. My heart clenched, and a rush of anxiety surged through me as I stared at the faint white scar. I could vividly remember how Anton had used a knife to rip my shirt off. My fingers brushed over the barely healed scar. Half-werewolf or not, my wounds heal rather quickly, and for it to still be so stark against my skin, it meant that the knife had been made of silver. I pulled down my shirt with a frown and pushed the thought away forcefully. If I ruminated on it for one more moment, I’d spiral down a set of thoughts that would be remarkably tiring. I exited the bathroom and returned to my room. Madeline was seated on the bed, focused on her phone. I sat down next to her and watched her. “You’re awfully quiet,” I said jokingly

CHARLOTTE “Cara,” my father whispered, as he caressed my face. “Damn, Anton, you bagged us a perfect one today.” “And there was blood everywhere, and you were n-naked,” Madeline sobbed. Tap. Tap. Tap. The click of a gun going off. BANG. A scream ripped out of my throat as I sat up. My hand flew to my chest, where my heart pounded roughly against my rib cage. Panic and fear mixed in my stomach, followed by growing nausea as the images of my nightmares continued to play in my head. Taide slowly closed the door behind him and strode into his room. He looked shocked to see me awake, but the shock quickly twisted into worry when he saw the state I was in, clutching my chest as I teetered on the edge of a panic attack. He hurried over to me in the darkness, his path illuminated only by the moon visible through the curtains. I tried to calm myself before he got to me, but I couldn’t get my heart to slow down, nor could I get my limbs to stop trembling. I could hear the clicks,

CHARLOTTE The sound of water running roused me from sleep. I went still at first, taking in the unfamiliar ceiling and sheets, but it didn’t take long for me to remember where I was and why I was there. I instantly relaxed and let out a small yawn. I lifted my hand to rub the sleep from my eyes, only to freeze halfway when I felt a sliver of pressure between my legs. I stiffened, surprised and confused by the sudden sensation, but with each passing second, the pressure increased, until it was replaced by a heavier, more potent feeling—a raw… ache. The sensation ran through me in short bursts, and as much as I tried to figure out what was causing it, I couldn’t. My brows furrowed as another short burst of the sensation rolled through me. “What the…?” My words were cut off by a short gasp as an even more pleasurable wave washed over me. I clamped my thighs together and hunched over, gasping for air, stunned by the force of these alien feelings. I buried my cheek into the pillow a