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His Captive, His Mate, His Queen

Chapter 3 Banished And Broken

Word Count: 1117    |    Released on: 15/04/2025

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her neck was a trophy she d

ok my head. My dizziness increased, and t

ecovered from

od under the harsh lashes of the bitter icy w

, how much I wanted to slap myself to wake up, e

s cracked, blood seep

n't a

ry, but no te

ce more, and he came out, painfully shatt

ing it up, but not before I saw t

us nights under the moon whispering to each other were false,

his moment, I never felt

y family-the respected Beta couple, my parents, the

shivering in the desolate co

like this since forever. I was alwa

their prist

r struck me so close

ned. It was as if something was lo

fallen over my back, ben

y hopeful. It flickered like a

by one-people I once saw as my

ter. M

something. Isn't it said a

don't fa

abando

, I stared at her, but she si

e, but his stance told me e

st, as if I were a revolting bu

a shrill

It's for your own good. If you st

epped

y, do

Gabrielle turned, fla

e my sister will hurt me.

on moved. He shot me

ning rabid behavior. I'd

r round of stares my way

oming labored. I swallowed down the lum

at they thi

h word chipped at my heart, making

iately, she turned, her back t

mpt. The

ing into something e

me, her perfume ove

nds gripped mine, her na

ng the painful grunt that al

curled up, her coated mal

I could feel her breat

d, her words dripping

is a strong wolf by his side, and unfortun

drawing, her final

path

lin

coiled sharply

le, what

you o

happ

an insurmountable barrier,

the painful truth-unti

ld her arm t

noth

k was revealed-

ed, "What

ttention tur

that

le's hand, revealing it to

." The area around it was s

e I arrived, my father

l girl! Did you p

did

t-she's n

I

ose to her? You kn

s no

ad enoug

e th

mmed into me-

ut of

u do that to

owed by their accusatio

innoc

drifted helples

body to

o listen to my

unded weak and feebl

did I

done e

nown. I would n

do this to her own sister, wh

ecision-a wise one to

the words o

es creaking, scr

tared at me, indifferent

ard, protectively placi

b. Perhaps my heart had received so muc

d, worn handles of my bag, slingin

n't b

ed on

in front

y back, slowly e

into fists, clench

yes

I go? How w

didn't

uld be bett

I staggered awa

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