All Chapters of Betrayed, But Redeemed.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

FIONA'S POV.The nurses had helped get me into my bed. The room had been arranged, vases and flowers around; it smelt pretty good, the sheets were changed, the curtains too, all having a light shade of grey, the room having a monochrome color to it.I had noticed two guards standing by the door as I walked in, yet I knew better than to ask a baseless question; I needed to put my act together.“Thank you, you will be called out if anything comes up “Darla ordered the nurses, who bowed and excluded themselves, leaving us. A timid-looking girl had made her way on cue.“This is Maya. She'll be your personal maid for now. Marcellus has asked that you stay within your room all day; the corridor and nearby rooms will be vacated, and you'll have your silence and enough time to rest. If you need anything, Maya will be with you”, Darla explained, my suspicions hitting the roof as she spoke.I stole curious glances at Maya; she looked just around my age, her hair plaited into two messy ponytail

FIONA'S POV.It's been a week of sitting around like a sack of potatoes, a week since I had been allowed to walk out of my room, a week since I had seen Marcellus. He hadn't bothered to drop by, and I had no intention of worrying about him either; all he had done was order the guards to keep me locked in.Maya, however, has proved to be quite the company; she always had the last gossip to fill me in. She had a lot of wild stories to tell; she was with me from the first light till dusk. Although each time I questioned her about my illness, she always found a way to whisk me out of it.I pressed my lips into a thin line, staring out the window; she would be late. She had a thing or two to do, which meant absolute loneliness.A knock however had settled on my door, jolting me out of my thoughts, I glanced in the direction, arching my brows,Maya was meant to be absent; Darla wasn't dropping by either. Could it be Marcellus? Tingles ran down my spine as I bolted towards my feet, dashing

RAPHAEL’S POVI watched him drag her away from me; he had ripped off my arms from her clutch. It pissed me off seeing how I could do anything but stand and watch.Although it seemed as though I had begun making progress, she didn't flinch from the kiss, and she openly retorted that she intended to leave with me; I just needed to play up some more cards from beneath my sleeve.I snorted, making my way back into my room; it seemed as though he loved her, and I enjoyed making him jealous; this could be found if I played my card right.I lit up the end of a cigarette, resting my back against the glassy door of the balcony, drawing a long puff. The high and mighty cold Marcellus had a weakness, and it was a girl... a frail human girl.A loud laughter coursed through my lips, who would have thought he should have known better than to show off his time?Finally, years of running and walking around eggshells had finally come to an end; perhaps I ought to notify the orders about it, but then I

FIONA'S POV.It was not of any use anymore; I couldn't fool an alpha with all supernatural abilities and stuff, yet I couldn't give in either, probably because my face was burning red from embarrassment.How could I be so foolish, swooned! I had kept an act yesterday, claiming I wanted to leave with Raphael, yet here I was, in Marcellus's embrace. Why does it feel like I was two-timing? I could vividly picture Raphael's face now, and I wondered how disgusted he would feel once he found out I'd been having sex with Marcellus.“You really want to find out what I'm capable of, cupcake?” Marcellus asked, nibbling against my earlobe. I had let out a light moan, foolishly letting down my guard. He pulled me over, whisking me above him while he remained plaid in.My palms rested against his chest, and my eyes were locked into his.“Good morning”, I whispered, careful enough not to stammer. For a moment he remained still, eyes locked into mine, leaving me with the thought of what could possib

MARCELLUS’ POV“Yes,” she responded standing tall with her shoulders high.“Yes, what?” I inquired. She didn’t answer, her pride was one thing I'd learn to deal with.“Yes, master.” I’d never gotten her to say those words before. I’d never gotten her to admit she was mine.She’d given me her body, but her mind would always belong to her. The fact that I couldn’t break her made me want to do it even more.“You’ll never be my master.” she snapped, of course, she wouldn't acknowledge it that fast, Lena had loved the name… I brought her here once or twice before she had brokenI whipped her hard across her back, spanning from her shoulder to the opposite hip.She winced at the bite. Her body moved with the momentum, swinging slightly.“What did you say?” I asked, enjoying the pain and pleasure that she felt at the moment. Tears weren’t in her eyes, not yet.“You aren’t my master.” I struck her again. This time, she didn’t wince. She didn’t react in the slightest.My obsession increased te