Semua Bab Curse of the Alpha demon: Bab 11 - Bab 19

Chapter 11Ryker’s POVThe night still clings to me.Even as I sit at this polished conference table, listening to old men drone on about numbers and expansion plans, my mind isn’t here. It’s back in that dimly lit room, tangled in silk sheets and the intoxicating scent of the woman who refuses to surrender to me.I should have stayed away. I should have let her bathe in peace, let her convince herself she could erase me with soap and scalding water. But I couldn’t.I had to see her.Had to remind her.She fights me, but her body betrays her. The way she shudders under my touch, the way her breath catches when I get too close, I see it. I feel it. And last night? She almost broke.Almost.I rub my jaw, suppressing the growl threatening to escape. She still defies me. Even when I kiss her, claim her, pull her into the depths of the fire we both burn in, she resists.And it drives me insane.My thought drift to the wedding I called off but then, I heard my name. “Alpha Ryker, do you ha

Chapter 13 Serena’s POVI watch Alec’s retreating figure, my fists still clenched at my sides. His words pierce into my calm thought. I wonder if he could be saying the truth. Ryker seems dangerous than he looks. I take a slow breath, forcing myself to stop thinking about it. I stared back only to realized the guard are still watching. I bite my lower lips hardly and without hesitation, headed toward the exit. My feet move steadily across the marble floors, my heart pounding as I near the massive double doors leading outside. If they let me pass, maybe I can slip away. But the moment I step too close,one of them moves in front of me, blocking my path.I stop. My blood boils.I already knew this would happen, but the confirmation of it — the clear proof that I am nothing but a prisoner. — sends a deep rage through me. My nails dig into my palms as I stare at the guard, my breathing shallow. I don’t even know why I feel so furious, why my body feels like it’s begging for destruc

Chapter 15I watch Ryker carefully, my body humming with the knowledge of what I’m about to do. He hesitates just for a moment, but it’s enough. That flicker of uncertainty tells me everything. If I force him to choose, he’ll choose Alec.But then his eyes darken, his voice a low growl.“You don’t have to make me choose,” he says, his fingers gripping my chin. “Alec is my only family… but you—” his thumb traces my lips, rough and possessive, “you complete me. Without you, there is no me.”My chest tightens at his words, but I shove the feeling away. I remember what Alec told me. If I want to escape Ryker, I have to make him believe I’ve surrendered.So I do.I move fast, pressing against him, my lips crashing onto his. My kiss is hungry, desperate, and for the first time, he hesitates.His grip tightens on my waist, pushing me back just enough to look into my eyes. “What the hell are you doing?” he breathes, his voice thick with suspicion.I tilt my head, my fingers trailing over his

Chapter 17 Serena’s POV I wake up aching. But from burning desire, it leaves me breathless, my body flushed with heat, my thighs pressed together to dull the pulsing ache between them. Last night was torture. Ryker had touched me, kissed me, left me burning then walked away like it was nothing. Like he didn’t just own every part of me, body and mind. I hate him for it. But I hate myself more for craving him. I shift under the sheets, my skin tingling, still sensitive from his touch. My nipples are stiff peaks against the fabric of my nightgown, my body betraying me in every possible way. I shouldn’t want him. I should be focused on my plan, on convincing him I’ve surrendered so he’ll let his guard down. But how am I supposed to fool him when I can’t even fool myself? I take a shaky breath, forcing myself up. The morning air is crisp against my heated skin as I slip into a robe and make my way downstairs, determined to stay in control. When I enter the dinner room,

Ryker’s POV The elders wrinkled their faces and twisted with disapproval. Their voices clashed as they spoke over one another, throwing accusations at Serena like daggers. “Disrespectful!” “Mannerless!” “A disgrace to the pack!” Serena stood in the center of the room, her shoulders squared, her chin high. She didn’t flinch. If anything, the fire in her eyes burned brighter with each insult. I leaned back against my chair, my arms crossed, watching. I wanted to see how she would handle them, how she would fight back. But then, what Elder Marcus said penetrate into my ear and I feel my anger growing each seconds. “You dress like a whore, parading in something meant for the bedroom!” The words re-echoed in my ear. My body went rigid. A deep growl ripped from my chest before I could stop it. The sound was low, deadly, vibrating through the room like a warning. Elder Marcus flinched but quickly masked his fear with a sneer. “Watch your tongue,” I said to him, my voice