The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36: XADEN, YOU’RE SAFE.

JASMINE’S POV

Jasmine stirred slowly and tried to move.

She could see that she was sleeping face down; her hair was against the pillow.

She frowned.

Pillow.

She felt like she was on a soft bed with sheets that felt like silk.

She had never slept in such a bed in her entire life before.

Wasn’t she supposed to be down in the dungeon?

The last thing she could remember was feeling all weak after eating the food and drinking the water that had been brought for her and then passing out.

She slowly got up and realized that her back had been exposed.

What was going on?

She gently felt the sheets by her waist and pulled them over her chest as she turned around to sit up straight.

She looked around, trying to make sense of what was going on.

She was in a massive, luxurious room with expensive furniture, large paintings, and beautiful windows.

The moonlight streaked into the room and radiated, being the only source of light.

There were no candles on, nothing.

She felt a sudden pain in her neck, gently touched the nap of her neck, and felt a stitch.

When did that happen?

She slowly got out of bed and walked towards the window, where the moonlight was shining. To her ultimate shock, Xaden was lying down on a couch. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

She froze, and her heart started beating so fast.

Had he raped her again?

She looked down at herself.

But she didn’t feel an ache between her legs like the last time, and her body only felt weak.

Then she turned back to look at him.

His body had tattoos, and he seemed to sleep so peacefully.

His short, dark hair framed his face, and his long lashes were set in sleep.

He looked like a child, so boyish and innocent.

You would not believe that he could order the killing of an entire hierarchy of men or that he had beheaded her stepbrother.

No, the way he was sleeping, it was like he was an angel.

Jasmine didn’t know what had overcome her to do it, but she reached out to his face to skit the loose curls on his hair.

As her hand was nearing his face, in a split second, he caught her arm, and his eyes were still closed.

She jumped in fright, but she wasn’t fast enough, nor was she strong enough.

He quickly pulled her down under him in the chair and pressed himself against her.

He was growling, and his eyes were still closed.

"Alpha Xaden." She begged. "Please let me go."

But he wasn’t listening.

It was like he was asleep and stuck in a slumber, struggling with her.

He became rough with her as she struggled under him; he grabbed her neck while she fought.

He growled, and then he howled.

His wolf, Alpha, commands her to be silent under him.