All Chapters of The Alpha's Slave: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Agnes POV Something was happening to me that I could not explain. It was like the painting; I had no memory of painting; and had never learned to paint and yet it all felt so familiar, it came so easy. When I held the brush something magical seemed to happen to me. It was this overpowering feeling that I was something much more than I knew myself to be. It was as though a part of me that I had kept repressed had suddenly come to life. Sometimes I found myself struggling to remember something or my body did things that were strange to me but seemed familiar to me. For instance today I wanted to go and sit by the east garden while watching the moon take its full form. I could not think of any logical reason I wanted to do this almost to the point of banging at the door to be let out. Then I began to sob, despairing that I would not get to see the full moon tonight. I paced the entire length of Cyrus' quarters until I came upon a safe. My hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it p

Cyrus' POV I led a confused Agnes back to my quarters. When I had shut the door behind us, I checked the entire room just in case there was something suspicious, I found nothing. “You need to remain here until the full moon passes,” I made her sit on the bed. “What is happening to me, Cyrus?” her eyes sparkled with shock after she had called me by my name. I smoothed her hair with my hand and said, “It's okay, we'll figure this out.”“We?” “Yes. But I need you to remain here. Some ugly things are wandering the palace, I do not want them to hurt you, okay?” I quipped; the confusion on her face had not dispelled but she seemed to understand me. “Are Audrey's friends in the palace?” she asked. It was the first time she had mentioned the name of the person who had hurt her. “It doesn't matter, okay? You will be fine. I will have more people guard this place.”“Will you be with Adrianna tonight?”“I… Adrianna was a mistake. It will never happen again,” If it were not for my duties a

Cyrus' POV I went myself to investigate the cell Audrey had disappeared from. There was no sign of a forced entry or struggle and I checked for anything to indicate she had tried calling for help but there was nothing. “Did it occur to you perhaps that she might have escaped?” I quizzed Adrianna who seemed startled that I would even consider that a possibility. “Escaped? That doesn't make any sense. She wouldn't…” “There is nothing here to suggest that she was forced out of here,” I gave my reason. “She might have been asleep…” “She is a werewolf from a direct descendant; her superpower is her ability to hear even the littlest sounds in her sleep, if someone tried to kidnap her she would have known,” was the conclusion I could infer from the situation. “There are other possibilities if it was done by one with a shadow skill…” “There is no shadow in the palace,” I said abruptly and looked into her eyes as I did so trying to check if she knew more than she should. “Maybe…” “Ad

I skimmed through the rest of the letter with a smile on my face. I could rest easy now, everything was going to be alright. *+*+*+*+Salmon's POV I had been beaten until my vision blurred, then darkened, and then I was dunked into a pool of water and thus forcefully roused, and the whole process repeated. This was the seventh time and I had at this point emptied my guts. I was sick and I wanted to puke but there was nothing left in me. “Why are you doing this?” I was beyond exhausted. “You're a werewolf, we'll stop on the tenth time, this is fun you know, really it is if you're the one watching but you've given up that right or you could be…” “What do you want to know? Please just stop this,” I pleaded. “Oh, this is not because I want something; I'm just having fun,” Larog was grinning as he said this, and up until now I had never known anyone could be so sick. If Larog planned to take over Ghysem not only was Ghysem in trouble but the whole world was. I needed to warn Cyrus

Cyrus' POV “Your Majesty, I have confirmed that some of the funds never left Ghysem,” Altid was saying. I was beginning to get tired of the case of the governor. What had started out as a simple embezzlement case was turning into something bigger and more complex. Everything about the case bothered me. Altid was a councilman who worked for the palace. Like Larog he helped gather evidence of crimes and helped influence decisions I made concerning governance. “Why is that?” I questioned. “I have good reason to believe that the funds are in Lord Salmon's home,” he said. “Good reason? A search has been conducted to disprove that already,” nothing had been found in Cyrus' home that pointed to having more money than he should. In fact, I had been surprised to see that his mansion was quite conservative and toned down for a noble lord. I believed that was why I had given the man the benefit of the doubt. Unlike most noble lords, Salmon was not extravagant nor did he care for flamboyant