All Chapters of Trapped In The Alpha's Shadow: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

KaiIt took everything in me to act normal when I saw the marks on Adasha’s back by the pool.They weren’t just scars—they were the unmistakable remnants of silver whips, wounds that hadn’t healed properly.Whoever had inflicted that pain had gone out of their way to ensure it scarred. Silver burns, beatings, and entrapment in the metal—it was a level of cruelty that made my blood boil.It was torment, plain and simple.I didn’t want to think about the agony she must have endured or the lengths her abuser had gone to in order to leave those permanent reminders of their control.When Adasha looked at me, I forced myself to remain calm, burying the rage simmering beneath the surface.If I’d been confused about the fear in her eyes, the lies, and the secrecy before, everything was starting to make sense now.Whoever she had been with wasn’t just possessive. He was a violent abuser.“There’s no explaining this,” I muttered under my breath, my jaw tight.“Let’s not jump to conclusions, Kai

AdashaIt was hard to focus on the canvas with an incredibly sexy model lounging before me.Kai seemed to sense my discomfort—or perhaps my shyness—and he was clearly enjoying it. He winked at me every now and then, his playful remarks designed to tease me just enough to fluster but not overwhelm.Despite myself, I couldn’t help but relax in his presence. There was something about him that made me feel safe, as if nothing could harm me while he was around. It was a foreign feeling, almost too good to be true. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was genuine.As the sun dipped lower, signaling the approach of dinner, I found myself wishing we could stay here and eat alone, away from prying eyes and judgmental stares. But I was only a guest here—at best—and making demands or challenging customs would be out of line.Before he left, Kai leaned forward, trying to sneak a peek at my work.“No, you don’t,” I said, stepping in front of the easel to block his view.He raised a brow, his expressio

Adasha “Hope you enjoyed dinner without my aunt around,” Kai said with a laugh, his tone lighthearted. I nodded, offering him a small smile. “The atmosphere was calm. Thank you,” I replied sincerely. He stepped closer, the space between us shrinking as his presence became all-encompassing. His hand gently cupped my chin, tilting my face toward his. “There’s so much sorrow in your eyes, Adasha,” he said softly, his voice carrying a depth of concern that made my chest tighten. “I don’t know how to take it away.” His words hung in the air, raw and unguarded, as he leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on my lips. “You’re different,” he murmured, his gaze searching mine as though trying to decipher something unspoken. “I can feel it…” His words trailed off, almost as though he were talking to himself. My heart raced, the rhythm erratic and overwhelming. I wasn’t sure if I could handle such proximity, such intensity from a man like Kai. And yet, I found myself frozen in place, unab

AdashaKai’s eyes burned with a mix of anger and sorrow, but he remained silent, his grip on my hand a steady comfort.“Just for dancing and talking to that Alpha,” I continued, my voice breaking, “My husband made sure to discipline me that night. He didn’t care that it was innocent, that I was just trying to act like a proper hostess. All he saw was betrayal.”The memory made me shudder, and I couldn’t hold back the tears.“But the real danger came the next morning,” I said, choking on the words. “That Alpha... he called my husband. He ratted me out, told him I was trying to seduce him. And my husband—”I couldn’t finish the thought. The rage and humiliation Randy had unleashed on me were still too raw.Kai’s jaw clenched, his expression darkening further, but he didn’t interrupt.“He was furious,” I whispered. “But he had an important meeting that day. That meeting was the only thing that saved me. I knew I couldn’t wait for him to come home. If I did, I’d be dead.”I wiped at my te

KaiI woke up in Adasha’s bed, the faint glow of dawn just beginning to filter through the curtains. It was barely five in the morning—my training hour.She was still asleep, her expression peaceful, her delicate form curled up against the sheets. Watching her, I felt a pang of reluctance to leave. A part of me wanted to stay, to keep her in my arms and protect her from the world outside.But I had responsibilities—a routine to keep, and a lot to process.Her story replayed in my mind, each detail sharper than the last. Adasha wasn’t just running from any Alpha; she was running from Randy Olsen.The implications of that name alone shifted everything. A simple challenge wouldn’t suffice. Randy’s status as a Regional Alpha complicated things significantly. No wonder she had been so hesitant to tell me.I stood by the bed for a moment, watching her sleep. She looked so serene, so fragile, yet I knew the strength it must have taken for her to survive the hell she’d been through.This was