All Chapters of Alpha's Mission: Bound by Fate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Akira’s POVImmediately as the door to Hunter’s library slammed shut behind me, I felt a strange mix of relief and exhaustion. My body ached, and the adrenaline from the earlier fight was finally wearing off, leaving me feeling drained. The female servant who had been quietly trailing behind me gestured towards a small bathroom attached to the guest room she’d led me to. The same room I had used before.“Do you want me to help with your bath, miss,” she asked softly, her eyes not quite meeting mine. “I can if you permit me.”I shook my head, not really in the mood for conversation. The warm water felt soothing against my battered skin, but even as the grime and blood washed away, the dull throb of my injuries remained. I winced as I carefully scrubbed around the deeper cuts, trying not to think too much about the fight with the guard. I had underestimated the strength of an opponent, and that had given me such a good beating. My first ever beating.Aside from being my first werewo

Akira’s POVThe pain in my back was unbearable as I knelt on the cold, hard floor, mopping the seemingly endless hallway with that tiny hand towel. I could feel every muscle screaming in protest, but I forced myself to keep going. Hunter could have made this easier, he could have given me a proper mop, but that wasn’t the point. He wanted to see me suffer. And he was succeeding.I didn’t realise how long this hallway was until now. The night we tried to escape, everything happened so fast that I didn’t have time to notice the distance. But now, with every inch I cleaned, it felt like the hallway stretched on forever. Lisa had been right. I’d never done this kind of work in my life. I was an overpampered princess, always surrounded by luxury, always having everything within my reach. Or, more realistically, within the reach of a servant.In my parents’ house, all I had to do was ring a bell, and a servant would appear. I remembered how my mother would instruct the maids to mop the

Hunter’s POVAs I expected, none of them owned up to say they did. Instead, they glanced at each other’s in silent. “Mark?” I called out in humor knowing fully well he will fling even though he wasn’t the one. And he sure did.He raised his head up suddenly and was shaking it vigorously “I swear, it wasn’t me. Hunter. I only attended….”“Shut up!” I snapped. I wasn’t interested in hearing anything he had to say. “Well, instead of hiding like sewage mouse to plot your next moves on me, you should have asked. And I would have granted your request. Since you’ll are curious why I don’t bring her to meetings or social functions. Here she is. I want you all to be the judge. Don’t you agree, doll?” I said and glanced at Akira and she slowly nodded. Not out of free will but because my eyes sent her warning expression she knew not to refuse. “Yes, you’re right.” Akira said.“Good. Now, let’s me make one thing straight,” I said, my voice calm but deadly. “This little gathering of yours? It

Akira’s POVThe car ride back was suffocatingly silent, and my mind was racing, filled with thoughts I couldn’t bring myself to say out loud.The traumatic short play that had unfolded just minutes ago in that event, left me speechless. My stomach churning with nausea.I felt sick; physically, emotionally, in every possible way.This day was nothing like I had expected. Sure, I knew Hunter had something in store for me, some punishment that would make me suffer, but I wasn’t prepared for the sheer brutality of what had just happened.All I wanted now was to crawl into that cold, dark cell that had become my new home and shut my eyes. Maybe if I lay down long enough, I’d wake up from this nightmare that had suddenly become my life.My life. The thought made me feel even more sick. How had it come to this?Nothing had ever been this wild, this dangerous, in the past eighteen years of my life. I’d always lived a boring lifetsyle, mostly filled with being around my parents and attending p

As I stepped into the dungeon, the place was dark as always with tiny faint lights entering into the room. The chilly air that the room walls bring out nipped my skin and I wished I had a jacket or something that covered my skin.This single handed black even gown I’m wearing is no match for this chillness that comes in this room.Brielle was already fast asleep on the cold, hard ground, her small frame curled up tightly, seeking warmth that wasn’t there.Next to her was Lisa, she was still sitting up, her eyes wide open, staring into the darkness as if lost in thought. When she noticed me, she greeted me in a low tone, her voice barely above a whisper.“You’re back,” Lisa said, her voice soft but with an edge of curiosity. “What happened today? We didn’t see you since morning when you left to clean the hallway and lake the garden. Was the work too tedious? Especially bending on your knees to mop the hallway floor with that tiny towel?”I shrugged, trying to push away the weariness th