To Love A Broken And Vengeful Female Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 7

“Mmmm…" Aurora let out a low and weak moan as she slowly lifted her eyelids and squinted to adjust her eyes to the sudden darkness that came into view. As soon as her eyes focused on the low light, she was facing a high ceiling. She frowned slightly and snapped her head to the window which had dim night light sipping through it and her frown deepened. As she briefly scrutinized the room with the help of the night light from the window, her eyes narrowed and her heart skipped several beats. This wasn't her room nor did it look like any other rooms she was familiar with in the palace. It was unfamiliar in a way that alarmed her.The room she was lying in, was an empty large room with windows and a huge door that was far away from her as she lay on the bare cold floor. She quickly attempted to sit up. And was surprised when she couldn't move a muscle. She felt like there was no energy left in her body. Her body felt weak and limp. She bit her lower lips in frustration and attempted

In the moving car, Logan sat at the back with the unconscious woman lying on the seat with her head resting on his lap. He was lost in thoughts as he stared at her face. There was a long faint tear mark on her face and she looked pale. Her red lips were chapped. He wondered what she must have gone through to be in this current state. His hand unconsciously reached out to fondle her cheek. All in one day, he received the shocking news that she suddenly disappeared, his dream occurred again and he made a shocking realization- she turned out to be the mate he had been looking forward to meeting. He wondered how it was possible. She had a mate and this wasn't the first time they were meeting. Was this the reason for the change in the dream? How was it possible that Aurora Quinn was in the hands of assassins on her special day? The Aurora Quinn he knew was no ordinary woman. She was different from other women he had met. She was skilled, intelligent and smart. How did she fall int

"Please… please… don't kill me…" She mumbled, with a hoarse voice from crying, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes. Her clothes were soaked with sweat as her body involuntarily wiggled from side to side, struggling to put an end to this nightmare by waking up. She endured brutal torture from both of them. No matter how much she pleaded with them, they wouldn't let her go. Her endless cries for help were in vain. No one came to save her. She was at their mercy. Just when the pocket knife was embedded in her body, her eyes widened in shock.“Noooo!" Her eyes flew open. Almost immediately, she sat up. With widened eyes, she struggled to catch her breath. When she could finally breathe properly, she shifted towards the bed frame and laid her back on it. She looked down at herself and the bed. Then she scanned the room skeptically. Once again, the room she was in was different. And she was in a different cloth: a loose pink gown. She flexed her body to check for the fatigue an

Repeated sighs escaped her lips as she tossed and turned restlessly. Earlier, after freshening up, she had dinner and went upstairs to sleep as she was very tired from the day's activities. Despite feeling fatigued, she couldn't close her eyes to sleep because each time she tried to, several images that happened in real life and her nightmares would flash through her eyes. It felt like she was reliving those hurtful memories. And she couldn't stop thinking about everything she witnessed when she attended her funeral. Just when she felt overwhelmed, she sat up and climbed out of bed. She slipped into her comfy footwear and walked out of the room, heading downstairs. After descending the staircase, she went to the kitchen. She paused at the door and scrutinized the surroundings with the help of the light bulbs before walking in. The kitchen was well decorated with cool colours: the floors, the walls and the furniture. It was spotless and well organised. Since it was late, she was t