All Chapters of The Alpha's Third Mistress: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Wish I did! Father doesn't even care anymore. As long as he's out there not causing harm to the Pack, he can be gone for as long as he wants," Mora slurred.Kalaril threw more questions but unfortunately got nothing else. Mora and her father didn't care much for Cleon, which kept them oblivious to his hidden agenda - if he had any. If he was even the very one they suspected.When he had nothing else to ask, he let Mora have what she'd come for. He let her take pleasure from his body. ****†****†Sheera stood in the center of the room, the moonlight filtering through the high windows as she awaited Keegan's instructions. It was late at night. And despite her treacherous body longing for him, she desired rest. Yet, she has no choice when he sent for her. A shiver danced down her spine as Keegan emerged from the inner chamber, the silky black robe clinging to his broad frame.By the Rood, she hated him in his casual outfits. He looked too good in them. Too gorgeous. Charming. Similar

Valda and the other finalists strode back to the field, the Keepers having completed their preparations. This time, each participant had thirty arrows, and the dartboards were farther than the last. However, Sheera was nowhere to be seen. They waited a little longer, hoping she'd return. But she didn't. "How much longer must we wait?" Valda demanded, her voice laced with impatience. "We just sent someone to search for her, Mistress...""And for what reason are we expected to wait?" She cast her intimidating glare at them. "Look around, should you be confused. We have Alphas here. Lunas. Mistresses. And noble members of the Pack. Yet, you think a mere participant can waste our time? Isn't she aware she's supposed to get back here without keeping us waiting? Perhaps, she's lost her bravodo and decided to forfeit the competition."The Keepers exchanged glances. Releasing a deep breath, the Beta stepped forward, addressing the crowd. "We will now commence the final round of the chal

Sheera fought with every fiber of her being, her body thrashing against the restraints. The chain dug into her wrists, but she ignored the pain, focusing solely on escaping Gareth's clutches. He legs kicked out wildly, aiming for any vulnerable spot. Despite how hard she tried, he was much powerful than her, and the chains bounding her hands weren't doing her much good. She was completely at his mercy. When one of her kicks connected to o his chest, he groaned and struck her hard in the face. She yelped, the force sending her head to the side. Her hair scattered all over her face in the process. "You can chose to make this difficult, Sheera. Trust me, I shall enjoy hurting you," Gareth spoke harshly, his eyes holding a promise to truly hurt her. Sheera resolved to the only solution she could. She screamed for help. Gareth laughed and delivered another blow, this time to he ribs, the sharp pain taking her breath away. Before she could gain composure, he struck her in the ribs agai

Sheera had witnessed Keegan's anger before, but never like this. It wasn't the kind of anger where you go around, throwing things and laying curses. It was the kind where you are so cold, but a storm brews from within. His grip on her throat loosened, but the glow in his eyes didn't go away."He...He forced me," she added, not knowing how much time she had left before Keegan finally kills her, thinking she did cheat on him. "He attacked me with a Faelian wood, had me chained in a cellar and... and abused me. But he didn't finish. His mother came in and stopped him. I swear, that was all that happened."Seconds bled into minutes. Keegan's gaze was cold on her. His calm demeanor frightened Sheera to the bones because she knew in such situations, the worst would be going through his mind. I'm sorry, Wema. But I had to save me. Slowly, he released her. The upper part of her body was lowered as she coughed and touched her neck. "Get out," his voice was low and dangerous.She hesitate

Keegan straightened up, his claws and clothes stained with Gareth's blood. There was a satisfied look in his cold face, yet there was an urge for more .Wema crawled to her son's body and wailed upon confirming he was indeed lifeless. Gone. The other Alphas and people around watched in astonishment. Sheera's mouth hung open in disbelief, unaware her face had begun hosting tears.Her whole life, she had never been a violent wolf. The wolves were simply supernatural beings who were more superior than humans. Not all of them were bad and aggressive. And Sheera had grown up in a family that taught her not to be a predator. She was one of those who believed in good and only using their heightened powers in the face of threats. At young, they were often told stories and taught lessons never to associate with the bad wolves. The wolves that have fully accepted their predatory nature and shut their hearts not to feel. The wolves that only craved blood. Sheera had grown to see a few of th