All Chapters of Cursed Alpha's Plaything: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ELIRALaughter rings from around me, all three vampires amused by my display of bravery.I don't let the chilling sound deter me, or let the creeping feeling rolling down my spine stop me from tipping my chin even higher as I take stock of my body.Right now, I doubt I'll be able to do much more than run to safety, but the name of this particular game is bravado—false as it might be."You really think you stand a chance against three full-blood vampires?" Red bandana laughs.I tilt my head to the side. "Not certain of your own abilities enough to try alone?"The sneer that covers his face is enough to make me want to step out of his reach, but I don't. I stand my ground, watching him while keeping track of his minions lurking behind me.The other two shuffle on their feet, restless energy seeping off them and into the air around us. But I know one thing with utmost certainty—I can feel how sure I am in the very center of my bones, they won't act without the permission of their beloved

ELIRALaughter rings from around me, all three vampires amused by my display of bravery.I don't let the chilling sound deter me, or let the creeping feeling rolling down my spine stop me from tipping my chin even higher as I take stock of my body.Right now, I doubt I'll be able to do much more than run to safety, but the name of this particular game is bravado—false as it might be."You really think you stand a chance against three full-blood vampires?" Red bandana laughs.I tilt my head to the side. "Not certain of your own abilities enough to try alone?"The sneer that covers his face is enough to make me want to step out of his reach, but I don't. I stand my ground, watching him while keeping track of his minions lurking behind me.The other two shuffle on their feet, restless energy seeping off them and into the air around us. But I know one thing with utmost certainty—I can feel how sure I am in the very center of my bones, they won't act without the permission of their beloved

ELIRALaughter rings from around me, all three vampires amused by my display of bravery.I don't let the chilling sound deter me, or let the creeping feeling rolling down my spine stop me from tipping my chin even higher as I take stock of my body.Right now, I doubt I'll be able to do much more than run to safety, but the name of this particular game is bravado—false as it might be."You really think you stand a chance against three full-blood vampires?" Red bandana laughs.I tilt my head to the side. "Not certain of your own abilities enough to try alone?"The sneer that covers his face is enough to make me want to step out of his reach, but I don't. I stand my ground, watching him while keeping track of his minions lurking behind me.The other two shuffle on their feet, restless energy seeping off them and into the air around us. But I know one thing with utmost certainty—I can feel how sure I am in the very center of my bones, they won't act without the permission of their beloved

KAELI dreamed of long aisles adorned with flowers on the edge of a laughing ocean—waves kissing the shore with rough vigor and leaving behind a shell of gifts, and a groom who would tear up the moment he laid eyes on me in all my white glory. The moonlight as the perfect backdrop to illuminate the binding moment, and the howl of wolves in the background to accentuate pack unity.Instead, my groom is flanked by stone-faced men who look as pale as they look deadly, each one with their gaze trained on, at least, one member of my pack as they sit to one end of the room. The division between both species would have made me bristle, if only I wasn’t about to marry the deadliest creature in all of Sangreal.“You would not do anything stupid,” Father warns as we walk in the direction of the altar, one slow step in time with the orchestra.I don’t need to feel the veil of silence that hangs over us to know there is one. If there was one thing my father prioritized, it was his privacy. I only

KAELMy entire life force cripples to a stop at the same time that my mate does. My heart is thrashing around in my chest at the sight of her weak form, her skin a very scary shade of pale under the unwavering moonlight.It takes all of the patience that I don't have to watch and wait as she battles against the vampire in front of her.I felt it the moment she took over, the moment she slipped past her own walls and dominated his mind, but nothing could've prepared me for the swell of pride in my chest as his head explodes, brain matter, blood, and bone bits slapping the already grimy walls and concrete floor.She slumps, but before her body touches the ground, I'm there. My arms sweep around her, wrapping delicately around her frame like I'm scared she'd break.Maybe I am. Maybe the wildness in my chest is courtesy of my own fear. A fear that is neither familiar nor faint, the thought in my head tears a violent growl from my throat.What if she dies?She'd better not. I'd uproot the