Sold To The Scarred Alpha

MALIYA

I went straight to the bathroom to take a long shower after watching Alpha Xander torture Alpha Luxwell like a lowly criminal. I thought the water would help me calm down but all could hear was Alpha Luxwell’s screams as they replayed in my head.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

I can’t believe Alpha Xander does all of that without batting an eye. He was cold and brutal and the way he smiled each time Alpha Luxwell screamed sent shivers down my spine.

I knew he was scary, but I had never seen him like that before. It was nothing I could ever imagine. The way everyone always spoken of him was nothing compared to his brutality. Just thinking about it once again was enough to make me

had shiver in disgust.

The water soon ran cold and I knew it was my cue to leave the bathroom. I stepped out of the shower and dried my body but I still felt dirty and evil as I recalled how blood gushed out of his body while Alpha Xander tortured him.

It’s going to take a while before I can finally move on or forget what happened tonight, that is it I ever will.

A lot has happened today and I just wished I could forget about it all. It went from the sudden war to seeing Alpha Xander smile at me, to seeing the monstrous side of Alpha Xander. Everything was enough to give me a nightmare, but staying awake while I continued to think about how the events played out was even more taunting

I went back into the room and met Alpha Xander sleeping peacefully on the bed, taking me by surprise. I left him at the cell earlier when I couldn’t bring myself to watch any more of those cruel acts.

My stomach stirred and it felt like I was going to throw up. I wasn’t even the one hurting someone, yet I felt that way. How Can he sleep like nothing ever happened?

How can one look so calm after almost killing another person? The mere thought sent chills down my spine but I shook it

off

You are not going to think about what happened in the cell. You will only worry about yourself from now on. A voice said in my head.

Where does he expect me to sleep now that he is lying on the bed? There was no way I’d be able to sleep beside him, knowing what kind of a person he was.

Sharing the same room was enough, but sleeping beside him? That is something I’d never be able to do.

I never had anything to worry about since I moved into his room since I was always asleep before he came back or still fast asleep when he woke up.

To be honest, I don’t even know if he sleeps at all if he spends the night here, but seeing him lay there before I sleep makes me feel uncomfortable.

Looking at him while he sleeps reminds me of all the things he made me do. I could still remember how he took my virginity forcefully. How he would cuff my hands as he fucked with me without any emotions.

The crazy punishment he gives me each time I try to defy his orders, they all come rushing back into my head and my eyes glint with tears.

I threw my head back as I sniffed back my tears, stopping them before they could slip out. I thought I had gotten accustomed to everything, but it hurts like everything happened yesterday.

I used to think my first time would be remarkable. That I’d make love with the man that I love, but he thanged my opinion about sex. They went Il bad memories and I never wanted to go through it ever again.

I took one last look at him and concluded that I was going to sleep on the couch.

I went to the couch to sleep but before I could lie down to sleep, he broke the silence.

“What are you doing?” He asked, taking me by surprise. I thought he was fast asleep when I came into the room. Did I wake him up

“I want to sleep,” I said when I noticed that he had yet to open his eyes. Maybe he wasn’t even sleeping all along

Come and sleep on the bed.” he tapped the space beside him and I sh my head.

Td rather sleep on the couch. I cannot share a bed with you,” I said as politely as I could even though what I really wanted to do was to yell in his face and tell him to never ask me to do such a thing ever again.

I am still trying to deal with the damage he has done to me. How can he expect me to sleep in the same bed with him!

“Why not?” He finally opened his eyes and I swallowed the lumps in my throat.

He really wasn’t expecting me to tell him the reason why I could not sleep beside him, right?

Ill be more comfortable here, I lied through gritted teeth

“As long as you are carrying my child, you can not sleep on the couch. What if you harm a child? Will you be able to handle the consequences? Come to the bed at once,” he commanded.

“If you insist, can you sleep on the couch instead!” I asked and he sent me a glare. He looked at me as if I had gone mad and Iwas beginning to think maybe I was really mad for asking the question.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, he warned. “It’s either you come here by yourself or I drag you over and tie you to the bed. The choice is yours, he threatened me and I knew that he wasn’t bluffing,

He would really tie me to the bed if I tried to resist.

“I will only sleep on the bed if you promise to leave some space between us. I don’t know where my confidence was coming from, but I refused to sleep on the same bed with him or close enough to feel his closeness around me.

*Tll appreciate it if you can sleep at the side of the bed and I’d sleep at the other edge too,” I breathe out

“You are being too funny,” he said flatly, and I could tell that he did not find this a bit amusing.

Good thing because I wasn’t bluffing either.

I went to join him reluctantly knowing that there was no way I’d w