All Chapters of Annora: The Alpha's Prey, Beta's Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ANNORALeft Wing, Fourth room, I recited as I ate though it already felt like my throat was clogged yet my stomach wanted food. The emotions started to crash hard after I was done, sitting limply on the chair and thinking of how I never would have thought my life would change for any reason. Even the change I had always imagined was nothing like this.Now, I was an orphan, slaving away in a stranger’s pack with my one and only friend lying unconscious on the healer’s bed. My stomach flipped, and beads of sweat formed on my forehead.This wasn’t life. I needed to get even and get out of here. Get even? Even killing Aegon would never be able to make up for how much of a bastard he’d been, how many lives he’d wasted. This evening was a test. He seemed normal, so human with feelings and wrinkled smiles and jokes, all of that rubbed me off in the wrongest way. Why was he suddenly acting so different?I rose to my feet, feeling my eyes spin and my head start to ache like I was hit with a

ANNORAI made my way through the winding corridors, my feet carrying me on autopilot as my mind replayed the events of the past hour. Wendeline's words still stung, and I couldn't help but wonder why she hated me so much. My heart still raced fast from managing all that tension.Eventually, I found myself standing outside the healer's hut, my hand reaching out to knock on the door. But before I could, the door swung open, and a stern-looking healer blocked my path.“Can I help you?” she asked gruffly, eyeing me up and down that I felt like the smallest thing to ever exist.“I'm here to see Sora,” I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral.The healer raised an eyebrow. “I'm afraid that's not possible. Magnus is attending to her, and he's given strict instructions that no one is to disturb her.”Fiery anger gushed in my veins, but I knew better than to argue with the healer. Instead, I nodded curtly and turned to leave.But as I walked away, I caught sight of Magnus sitting in the cor

ANNORAI sat outside the healer's tent, my eyes fixed on the entrance as if willing Sora and Wendeline to wake up and tell me everything was going to be okay. But the tent remained still, the only sound coming from Magnus's humming as he tended to his patients.I felt a lump form in my throat as I thought about everything that had happened. Aegon's anger, Wendeline's slap, the maids' accusations... it all swirled together in my mind like a toxic storm.And Aegon... why hadn't he even listened to me? Why had he assumed the worst and turned against me? I felt a sting of hurt and betrayal, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.I wiped them away, feeling a sense of determination dawn on me, or maybe it was foolishness. But I needed to talk to Aegon, to make him understand what had really happened. I stood up, my heart pounding in my chest, and began to make my way to his chamber.But before I could take more than a few steps, three guards appeared before me, their faces

ANNORAAegon's lips touched mine, and I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All I could do was sit there, frozen in shock, as he deepened the kiss.But as the seconds ticked by, something inside me shifted. It was like a dam had burst, releasing a flood of emotions I'd been trying to keep locked away. I felt myself melting into the kiss, my lips parting to allow Aegon deeper access.It was like the entire world had come alive. Every sensation was heightened, every feeling intensified. I could feel Aegon's heart pounding against mine, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. I could taste the desperation in his kiss, the hunger and the need.And I responded to it, my own desire rising up to meet his. We kissed as our lives depended on it like we were trying to devour each other whole.But eventually, Aegon pulled away, his chest heaving with exertion. I looked up at him, my eyes wide with confusion and desire. I didn’t want him to sto

ANNORAI lay in bed, my mind racing with thoughts of Aegon and the kiss we shared. But as the minutes ticked by, my thoughts turned to Sora and Wendeline. Who was awake? Was it Wendeline, or was it Sora? I couldn't just sit here and do nothing. I needed to know.I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my legs feeling a bit shaky as I made my way to the healer's tent. But when I arrived, I found that it was empty. The fire was out, and the beds were vacant. I frowned, wondering where everyone could be.And then I remembered the snowstorm that had been raging outside. Maybe the healer had moved the patients to a different location to keep them safe.I decided to ask one of the maids for directions, but as I approached them, they seemed reluctant to talk to me. They whispered to each other, their eyes darting towards me before quickly looking away.I felt a surge of frustration and hurt. Why were they treating me like this? Didn't they know that I was worried sick about Sora and Wend