All Chapters of Wanted by her Mates.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dawn's POV “You don't mean that.” Zade finally said after staring at me for a long time. I inched forward a little to speak, but he stopped me with a wave of his hand. "We'll talk about it later, okay?" He held my hand and started walking forward. But I stopped and folded my hands on my chest, with a small pout. "I want to talk about it now," I said, refusing to take any more steps. He stopped walking, and nodded. "We're already out here. So, why don't you just help me to my house or something? I really don't like it over there." I said, hoping he agreed. But the moment he started shaking his head, my heart sank. He moved closer and held my hand. "Dawn, you can't do that. You shouldn't do that. You're Xavier's prisoner and running away would do more harm to you than good." "I might not even be able to save you from him, if he finds out." He said and stepped back. He stretched his hand forward and without saying anything, I took it and we walked in silence. My mind kept

Alpha Xavier's POV Immediately I got off the bed, I regretted the fact that I had woken up; my blood boiled with anger. It was probably because I slept angrily the night before. The moment Cassidy came into the main house against my orders to tell me that she saw Dawn running out of the house alone, my heart broke a little then anger overwhelmed me. So much effrontery! I had thought that she wouldn't come back and would probably go hide somewhere far away from the house. But I was a bit surprised when I heard that she came back. If she came back to the house, then why the hell did she leave in the first place? After rotting in the dungeon for a few days, the plan was to auction her off. I'd just get someone else for Zade. Even though she was my mate, I was willing to let her go. She was becoming annoying as each day passed by. My day was going slowly and I hated it already. I got ready and went to the throne hall to attend to any pending tasks. After going through everyth

Dawn’s POV:Peeling my eyes open felt like a lot of work. My eyelids were heavy but right now, I couldn’t ascertain if it was due to fatigue or this was my body’s way of reacting to whatever substance I had been fed with before.It took me a moment to regain my blurry sight and when I looked around me, I was surprised to see that I was in a dungeon of some sort, but unlike the one back at Alpha Xavier’s pack, this one was damp, smelly, and was filled with several torture equipments hung at certain areas on the wall, as if to act as some kind of decoration… or in my case, to scare people.My breath hitched in my chest as I took in my environment and to make matters worse, whatever they’d used to make me unconscious still hasn’t fully worn out of my system. I still felt drowsy and my eyes still hurt terribly. My lips were chapped and my throat dry. What scared me the most was how heavy my body was, it was so heavy that it was practically impossible to move any part of it… even my eyelas

Dawn’s POV:My eyes fluttered open, then went shut. This happened continuously as I tried- no, fought to keep my eyes open, but I couldn’t. In the distance, I could hear the sounds of hushed voices, arguing… and I could smell… that was strange because I could perceive smells so strongly now, and this place smells like shit.Despite the horrid smelling atmosphere, some distinct smells still stood out. It was like the combination of pines, of woods, of the morning dew of fresh leaves, of flowers’ nectar, of champagne and aftershave, and at that, my eyes shot open and I was immediately met with three pairs of breathtakingly beautiful eyes that had my breath hitching in my chest. They belonged to Ryan, Zade… and unfortunately, Xavier.“Dawn?” It was Zade who spoke up first and before I could respond, he sprung forward to pull me into a hug. God, I was happy to see him, ecstatic even but I couldn’t bring myself to hug him back. I felt confused, drained, and most of all, I couldn’t fathom

Dawn’s POV:As the warm water from the shower faucet cascaded down my body, I stood shakily under it, sighing as most of the pent up anxiety and stress knotted around my shoulders loosened up. I felt relieved, happy even, until I remembered my last conversation with Zade and how Xavier had walked in on us, interrupting us. What was worse was the quiet stare down that had ensued before Xavier politely asked me to excuse them.And now, here I was, bathing away the knots in my hair and the dirt on my skin while I had no freaking idea about what they might be talking about at the moment, and it only made me even more nervous to think that I would be the centre of the conversation. The one whose fate was being decided. I was the topic to be discussed and yet, I wasn’t allowed to witness it.Anger surged through me at the thought, but with it came frustration and confusion. I liked Zade a lot, and presently, I may even like him a lot more than I did Xavier, but that wasn’t enough reason to