All Chapters of The Rejected Witch Is Wanted By The Red Alpha : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Avery's POV I sat in silence, my fingers absently playing with the chain necklace around my neck. My mind, however, was a thousand miles away, consumed by thoughts of Alpha Red. I couldn't help but wonder if he was okay, if he had eaten or gotten some rest. It was strange, considering how angry I was with him, but a part of me still cared deeply about his well-being.I thought back to our last encounter, how I had been so cold and distant with him. It wasn't just because I was angry with him, though that was a big part of it. It was also because I was angry with myself, for falling for his lies and charming words. I had let my guard down, and now I was paying the price.But despite my best efforts, I couldn't seem to shake off my feelings for him. A part of me wanted to stop caring, to just move on and forget about him. But another part of me, a part that seemed to be growing louder by the day, couldn't help but feel a deep connection to him. And it wasn't just because he was the fat

Alpha Red's pov I stood tall, my eyes fixed on the guard as he stepped forward. The air was thick with tension, and I could sense the fear emanating from the other slaves. They expected the guard to lash out, to inflict punishment on me for my earlier request. But I remained unmoved, my expression calm and confident.The guard's hand extended, and I expected to see a whip or a club. But instead, he held out a water container. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this unexpected turn of events.I took the container from the guard, my movements deliberate and calm. I opened it and drank from it, feeling the cool water soothe my parched throat. As I drank, I kept my gaze locked on the guard, daring him to react.Once I was done, I passed the container to another slave, who drank gratefully. The container was passed from slave to slave, each one drinking their fill. Even the man who had asked for water earlier got a chance to drink.When the container was finally empty, I took it back from

Avery's POV I sat in my grandfather's study, trying to appear more composed than I felt. He looked at me with concern etched on his face, and asked, "Avery, how are you feeling? You've been pushing yourself too hard lately."I forced a smile onto my face. "I'm okay, Grandfather. I just need to rest a bit more, that's all."My grandfather nodded, his eyes still filled with worry. "Relax, Avery. Take some time for yourself. You can always continue with your task later."But I shook my head, feeling a surge of determination. "No, Grandfather. I want to help. I'm not just a weakling who needs to be protected all the time. I made a promise to Alpha Red to help with the case here, and I intend to keep it."My grandfather's expression changed, and he leaned forward, his eyes locked on mine. "And how do you feel about Alpha Red taking on this dangerous task?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.I felt a flutter in my chest, and I looked away, trying to compose myself. But my grandfather's wo

Alpha Red's POV I asked Elle what had happened, my voice low and gentle. She looked up at me, her eyes welling up with tears, and replied that her group had been assigned to do maid chores. But then she added something that made my blood run cold: they were also being trained on how to please their masters, in case they were "lucky" enough to find one.I was confused, and my mind was racing with questions. I helped Elle sit down, and then I tore a piece of cloth from my own clothing to start cleaning her wounds. As I gently tended to her cuts and bruises, Elle took a deep breath and elaborated on what had happened.Her group was being groomed to be both sex slaves and maids. The headmistress in charge of them had been furious when they failed to meet her expectations in some way, and Elle had borne the brunt of her anger.My lycan wolf growled in rage as I listened to Elle's words. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. These women, including Elle, were being treated like objects, fo

Alpha Red's POV I slowly came to, my head pounding and my body aching all over. As I opened my eyes, I saw Elle's concerned face hovering over me. I tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over me, making me growl in agony.Elle quickly felt me down, her hands gentle but firm. "Relax, Mr," she said softly. "You're badly injured. Don't try to move."I lay back, my chest heaving with effort. My voice was hoarse as I asked, "What...what happened?"Elle shook her head. "Wait, just wait," she said. "First, you need to drink something." She reached for a bottle of water and handed it to me.I took the bottle greedily, drinking the water in long, thirsty gulps. As I handed the bottle back to Elle, I felt a little better, my parched throat soothed.Elle took the bottle from me and set it aside. Then, she calmly explained, "The guards threw you in here about an hour after the others returned. You've been out cold ever since."As I lay there, my body aching with every breath, I remembered t