All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forbidden obsession : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

**Isabella’s**The coldness of Aiden’s rejection still clung to me like a heavy weight as I stumbled down the hallway toward my room, my vision blurred by the tears that I refused to let fall in front of him. I had barely made it out of his room when the first tear slipped down my cheek, and once it started, there was no stopping it.The sting of his words, his anger, echoed in my mind over and over again.“I told you to leave me the fuck alone.”I hadn’t expected him to be soft or gentle—not after everything we’d been through—but the cruelty in his voice had cut deeper than I wanted to admit. He wasn’t just pushing me away; he was shoving me out of his life with all the force he could muster. And it hurt more than I ever imagined it would.I wiped at my eyes angrily, trying to hold myself together. Crying wasn’t going to fix anything. It wasn’t going to change the way Aiden saw me, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to erase the fact that I had kissed him back. That I had let him in.I

The day dragged on, slow and heavy, like a weight I couldn’t shake. I went through the motions, but my mind was elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of Aiden, of the bond, of everything Marcus had said. I couldn’t focus on anything else.By the time night fell, I was exhausted—emotionally, mentally, physically. I wanted to sleep, to escape the thoughts swirling in my head, but I knew it wouldn’t come easily. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, heard his voice, felt the ghost of his touch. It was maddening.I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, my mind replaying every interaction we’d had. From the moment we met, it had been a whirlwind of tension, anger, and confusion. I had spent so much time trying to understand him, trying to figure out why he was the way he was. And now, it felt like I was finally starting to see the truth.He wasn’t just angry. He was scared. Scared of what the bond meant, scared of losing control, scared of… me.But where did that leave us? Where did that

Two weeks had passed since that last conversation with Aiden, and in those two weeks, neither of us had spoken a single word to each other. The tension between us hung in the air, thick and unyielding, and I had grown tired of it. If he wasn’t going to trust me, if he wasn’t going to tell me anything, then I wouldn’t bother disturbing him either. What was the point?The frustration I felt toward him had slowly morphed into a kind of resigned acceptance. If Aiden wanted to shut me out, I wouldn’t fight him on it anymore. I was done trying to reach out, done hoping that things could be different between us. The kiss, the arguments, the endless back-and-forth… it had drained me completely.This morning was no different from any other. I woke up, went through my morning routine, and tried to push all thoughts of Aiden out of my mind. It was easier now, easier to ignore the lingering emotions that pulled at me whenever I thought about him. I didn’t allow myself to dwell on what had happene

I stood there, frozen in shock, staring at Luke. The words he had just spoken echoed in my mind.“You were kidnapped,” Luke said again, his voice calm but insistent. “Taken from the orphanage without your consent.”The world seemed to tilt around me, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My mind raced back to the night Aiden had taken me, to the way he had pulled me into his world without explanation, without warning. I had been confused, scared.“How do you know that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. My heart pounded in my chest, fear and confusion swirling inside me like a storm. “How do you know what happened to me?”Luke’s eyes softened, and he took a step closer, his voice lowering as if he were sharing a secret. “I’ve been watching, Isabella. I know what’s been happening to you. I know that you were taken from the orphanage, and I know that you didn’t ask for any of this.”I shook my head, trying to wrap my mind around what he was saying. “But… how do you know all of t

The next three days were the longest of my life. Each moment felt stretched, as if time itself was mocking me, daring me to make a mistake, to slip up and reveal what I was planning. I knew I had to be careful—more careful than I had ever been. One wrong move, one hint of suspicion, and everything could fall apart. So, I made a decision. I would play the part. I would be the obedient girl Aiden expected me to be. No arguments, no resistance, no attitude. Just perfect, quiet obedience. The perfect prisoner.It was exhausting.The morning after I had made my decision with Lucas, I woke up feeling both excited and anxious. Three days. That’s all I had to endure. Just three more days of pretending before I would be gone, before I would see my mother again. I could handle three days, right?As I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair, I reminded myself to stay calm. To act normal. No one could know what I was planning, not even Marcus, who seemed to be more observant than I gave h