The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: DESIRE OR RAGE?(R-18)

Xaden stared at her, annoyed.

What had she been doing under him at first? She was lucky because he could have snapped her neck.

It wasn’t the first time his wolf had been plunged into a nightmare, and there was no way anyone could heal it.

Elena had tried to suppress it. He hadn’t even told her that they had gotten worse.

It was a part of him that he was accustomed to.

Once he had woken up, he found that there were mounds of people dead, and he was covered in blood.

He didn’t remember what had happened, but he knew it was him.

It had been different this time.

A sweet voice had calmed him down.

I told him he was safe, and his wolf instantly calmed down.

He frowned.

Whatever it was, he pushed on with the matter at hand.

"I asked you a question, " he resumed. "I will tell you this once; this will be the last time I do. I do not like repeating myself. When I ask a question, I demand an answer immediately."

She nodded.

Then he leaned back in the chair.

She was quiet for a while before she started.

"When I was little, I was taken hostage by an enemy pack." She started.

He just looked at her.

He had never heard of this.

"For how long?" He asked her.

"Until I was fifteen." She replied. "It was someone in our pack who hatched the plan. One of my father’s enemies. He took me to punish my father and used my nanny to hatch the plan."

Was this really what happened? It made sense. Because why on earth would Bale beat his own child?

His only daughter. Why would he give her marks? He was 100 percent sure she was his daughter, but seeing the marks on her body baffled him.

He went quiet; then, he asked one more question.

"If you were taken, when usually pack leaders take a female captive, Worse an enemy child." He started. "They rape them. Just like I did to you."

He thought he had sucked in her breath.

He smiled, knowing that just him reminding her of what he had done to her made her scared.

"Why didn’t they ever take you?" He asked. "You were a virgin."

She was quiet again. "I don’t know why. All I know is that they never did."

He took a deep breath, trying to analyze the story.

Why hadn’t he been told about all of this? Why was he hearing about this now?

It annoyed him.

So this was the second time she had been taken captive by her father’s enemy pack.

She had suffered the sins of her father, and now she was again.

He didn’t feel bad for her.

She deserved it.

After all, she was her father’s child, which meant she was as evil as he was.

"You’re lucky it wasn’t me." He told her. "If I had beat who ever had kidnapped you to it, you would not be a virgin by now."

He heard her suck in her breath again, and then he turned on the reclining couch.

Now that she was awake, he couldn’t sleep. He didn’t trust that she wouldn’t attempt to kill him.