All Chapters of The Devil Alpha And I : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ARTHUR'S POV. I sat down quietly in the office, I still can't believe Ava and I finally had sex, every single detail, her soft moans, the smell of our sweats, our bodies against each other, the kisses, the thrusting…everything was on replay mode. I ran my hand through my hair, a satisfied smile playing on my lips as I relived the moment, it was just what I needed to get my mind off it. “Fuck,” I cussed, biting my lips, my eyes scanning through the room until it suddenly landed on Charles, who sat across me looking at me with a shocked look. I cleared my throats, my face slowly flickering to seriousness as I darted my eyes nervously on the table looking for something to get busy with. Fuck, how long has he been there? Shit, I completely forgot about him. I picked up a paper, swallowing hard as I stole a glance at him. He was still looking at me. He stood up walking closer to me. “What are you reading?” He asked, almost laughing. “I'm busy, we have a lot to do,” I blurted out.

Ava's POVI sat on the porch, the cool breeze brushing against my skin as the scent of flowers filled my lungs, as I admired the garden…or at least I should have been enjoying it. A faint silver glow from the crescent moon cast shadows on the empty garden. My mother's words kept playing in my head, my mind clouded with unsettling thoughts. I kept telling myself that he had nothing to do with this, that they were just the works of rogues but I couldn't shake the feeling off, that something about him was different. It wasn't like I knew him well enough and I couldn't have known him fully just by having sex with him. Why do I feel uneasy? Is it something I should be worried about?I had called him, asking him to see me as soon as he had time…but I knew that wasn't going to happen any time soon. He wouldn’t be coming right away. “What is going on?” I muttered under my breath. I placed my hand on my stomach, a faint smile playing on my lips as I rubbed my hand through on my belly.

Ava's POVIt had been almost a month since the poisoning incident, and things were finally beginning to feel normal again. Elizabeth had gradually become a friend, I can't really explain the comfort her presence brought me but I felt happy each time she was around. My mother, however, was the opposite, constantly watching me, treating me like glass. I appreciated her care, but it was kinda hard. Anna visited often, her parents were not really in support of her visiting the palace, they were among the witches that still didn't agree with the unity between wolves and witches…but in a good way, they just didn't like Anna around them, so Anna's visit were always brief and she always had her mother constantly calling so we talked only a little.Arthur on his part has been acting really strange, I didn't get the chance to even talk to him, he completely avoided me like I was some pest, sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if it was the sex we had that drifted us apart. I was tired of th

AUTHOR'S POV. Arthur turned to Charles and Amelia, after pacing around the room for a long time. “What the fuck just happened?” He asked, rhetorically and resumed his pacing.Finally, he stopped in front of Charles, his eyes blazing with rage.“This is all your fault, Charles. I told you to destroy that report, but you delayed it. And now Ava knows everything,” Arthur spat. Charles met Arthur’s accusing glare, his eyes flickered his eyes away, swallowing hard.“I didn’t think she would come across it so soon. Besides, let’s be honest…this truth was going to come out eventually.”Arthur let out a sharp sigh, gripping the edge of his table.“I don't think you understand, She’s never going to forgive me for killing her parents, She’s going to look at me and see nothing but a monster.”Charles stepped closer. “Arthur, you didn’t know back then,you were in beast mode, the Alpha wolf killed them not you, Stop blaming yourself for something you didn’t have control over.”Amelia scoffed, sh

Author’s POVElena’s fists slammed against the wooden table, the sound echoing like thunder in the dimly lit room. Her face was filled with rage, her eyes filled with venom as she smoldered at the thin air. “Fuck”, she screamed, pulling her hair and slammed her fists hard on the table again.Oliver flinched slightly, though he quickly masked it with a smirk. The witch walked in, darting from Oliver to Elena. “What was so important that you had to see me?” She frowned, walking closer and dropped her bag on the table.“I had to find a stupid excuse to leave work, so you better have a good reason to pull me out of what I was doing,” she eyed, taking her seat. Elena scoffed, staring at her in disbelief, suddenly she burst into a mockingly laughter. “Are you crazy?” She snapped. “Having tea with your mistress isn't as important as this.”The witch shrugged, acting indifferently. “You planted me there, it's not like I enjoy the mansions anyway but you said, get close to Ava by all means