All Chapters of The Alpha's Slave: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Adrianna's POV I was getting suffocated staying cooped up in the palace all day with nothing to do. I wanted to ledge rather desperately but I could not do so just yet. The physician in charge of my care had to ensure that I was alright before he could release me. I had not just been stabbed else I would have healed quickly as my body would have healed itself eventually. The spear that had pierced me had been poisoned. I was anxious to leave however and I suspected Cyrus or Theo did not want me to leave because I felt fine and the wound had healed. Perhaps the physician was lying to me on their orders. There is a knock on my door and I tell the person on the other side to come inside. It is Theo. “Good morning, Adrianna,” he greeted and acknowledged his greeting by responding with “hello.” I was not pleased to see him except he had come to tell me that he would allow me to return to my house. Although I did commend their efforts in not allowing my father to discover that I was he

Cyrus' POV I received the note from Tom with much joy. I had penned my response at once and sent it as I understood the urgency of the situation. Fortunately, Theophilus had come to visit his father so it was not hard to confer on the next step. “I have sent a note telling them that their deaths shall be staged. I do not understand Audrey's intention for sending them here nor do we have the time to decipher that. I believe the best thing for us to do is to stage their deaths,” I explained once I had gathered them together.“Their deaths? I don't like it. How shall my father reappear into society if he is to be dead now?” questioned Theophilus. “The Alpha has sent them a note already; we need to discuss how the deaths shall be staged. We have just you and Theo to help stage their deaths. I suggest you pretend to be a robber and fire some shots and make some threatening sounds to scare passersby,” suggested Lord Salmon. “How do we account for the bodies? I am certain Audrey will hav

Larog's POV I had to return to Ghysem however as I could not delay my plans any further. As I approached Ghysem I saw mourning candles burning in the street and there were chrysanthemums littered everywhere as though a great lord had died. Everyone was also clad in black and I began to wonder what had happened. I also felt off because I had on a blue tonic and this elicited raised eyebrows although, no one paid much attention to me. As I neared the palace, all became clear to me. The pack was mourning the death of Lord Salmon. But why? If anything he should be regarded as a criminal. This deeply angered me but I was going to get my answers when I entered the palace.When I entered the palace I saw a procession of people waiting at the entrance. I asked my coachman to ask what was going on. He returned a few minutes later. “The palace has been shut up; they will not admit anyone today,” he said. “Well, you tell whoever is there that it is I that has come and I have urgent business

Agnes' POV I had given up hope that I could escape Larog when he returned to the room in a fit of rage. He had levied several accusations against me but I had remained quiet. I could see that he was pissed but he had not hit me as much as I had expected. He continued to fail on top of his voice that he attracted the attention of the management and someone had to come and ask what was happening in the room. He has cooked off after that. He went out after that and when he returned this time he ordered me to enter the wooden box and too tired to resist him, I complied. As soon as he had shit the lid of the wooden box, the lid was open again but this time not by Larog. At first, I had been certain that someone had found out that he was trafficking a person, and as this was a human colony, the threat would be taken quite seriously except he could provide documents that he had bought me as a slave. I would not put it past him if he could provide such evidence. I believed that he would ha

Agnes' POV I could not move no matter how hard I tried; at least not until I felt the strange man had left completely. I was now alone with the green lantern and I could not comprehend what I was supposed to do. It was at that moment I could hear Cyrus’ reaching out to me from the depths of his mind but for some reason I could not fathom I could not answer his call. It was as though something in the air was suppressing me. I tried to leave the spot that I had been stuck on and this time I made progress. When I had gotten close enough to where the green lantern had been dropped by the strange man I saw that there was a hut within reach and suddenly I felt the overpowering need to sleep. My bones felt sore and my muscles began to cramp so I entered the hut and behold there was a bed. I was transported to Dreamland right away. I was back to simpler times when Cyrus did not exist either as my master or my mate. I was seated on the floor while my mother was seated on a chair braiding m