All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken Slave Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

We stood there for a while and then we started walking. Genoveve was actually a very nice person and I enjoyed talking to her. We even laughed during our conversation, but all things come to an end and so we had to return back to the ball mostly because her mate had returned and wanted to see her and that means Thorne was also back downstairs. I let out a quiet sigh of having to return to the ball and be faced with awkward stares and questioning glances. But then I reminded myself that I hadn't actually been invited to this ball. I came on my own free will. I just had to find a moment to slip out without drawing any attention to myself. I was already having a headache. “Come on. Let's go” She entangled our arms and I followed her. As soon as we arrived at the ballroom, we were accosted by her mate, who enveloped her in a hug. I watched them awkwardly as they hugged. Something painful swirling in my chest as I saw their public display of affection. I looked away from them and my eyes

I just walked and walked with no direction in mind but I kept moving. When I looked behind me, the pack house had disappeared. 'We should go back' my wolf said to me but I wasn't interested in going back. To what exactly? Boredom and loneliness. I'd rather be outside here. 'Thorne will...' I cut her off before she completed that sentence. Thorne will be angry. I didn't want to hear it. He was always angry anyway. All I had to do was breathe and he'll find a way to get mad at me for something as little as that. Besides, I was still on pack grounds. I was very sure of that and it wasn't like I was trying to escape so as far as I'm concerned, I haven't done anything at all. I heard the sound of waves and I quickened my steps. I was met with an amazing view of a waterfall. Who knew there was something like this out here? The sound of the water did something to my nerves and relaxed my nerves. I took off my slip-on and ran to the edge, sitting on a large boulder and letting my legs just s

His kisses burned through me. Like hot lava melting my skin. I couldn’t get enough of him and his kisses. I never wanted them to end and with the painful realization that I had managed to catch feelings for a man who would never love me. I should have pulled away and gone to bed but I latched onto him, kissing him with the same intensity as he kissed me. I barely registered when he lifted me from the chair and carried me into the room, laying me on the soft bed. His fingers trailed under the clothes I had on and burned my skin.As his kisses continued down my skin, I tugged on his hair, pushing him closer to my neck. I couldn’t get enough. He mumbled something as he tried to get my clothes off. With the urgency, I was frightened he would try to tear it off and then I remembered that the clothes must belong to Rachael and something that seemed to have slipped from both our minds since we started kissing. We were in his ex-mates special place. Maybe it was lust clouding his senses. I

Planning a ball was harder than I bargained. Even with the extra help, it felt like I still had the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders. Thorne asked but I refused to give in to temptation and tell him I was stressed. I wanted to do this. Our relationship only got better and I was happy. I was reading through the suggestions of one of the assistants when the door opened and Agatha marched inside. I was surprised to see her. I haven't run into her since the day after the last ball. She didn't cross my mind either since I had made up my mind to put some distance between us. "You're having the time of your life. Aren't you?" "What does that mean?" I asked, tilting my head up to stare at her. "I mean you've been having so much fun that you forget about me" Her tone changed swiftly when she spoke this time. "Not fun and I didn't forget you. I've just been so busy" she scoffed. "Busy planning a big ball. If that isn't fun I don't know what is""I guess. But it's really ve

ALPHA THORNE'S POV'You can't do this to our mate' my wolf screamed in my head but I wasn't listening. He was only saying this because she was our mate, wearing our mark. 'That's the main reason you shouldn't be doing this. How will people perceive you? That you had your mate whipped?'I didn't care what people said or thought about me. They were in charge of their thoughts so they could think whatever. But our pack had an image to hold. If it were any other person they would have gotten more than ten lashes of the whip. I had it reduced because she was my mate but I couldn't let the act of stealing go unpunished. This was the second time. What was I teaching the pack? That it was okay to steal?"You are foolish," my wolf said. He was letting emotions cloud his judgment. I didn't rule like that. If it were any other person, I would give them the same punishment. "You wouldn't do this to Rachel" I paused. Of course. I loved her and....my wolf cut off our connection. The moment the