Sold To The Untouchable Alpha novel Chapter 11

[Arissa’s POV]

I watched the boy as he made his way towards me. It seemed that I was going to end up dying here, but then suddenly I heard an odd voice.

"Get up," it muttered urgently. "Get up and fight!"

Confused, I jumped up just as the boy lunged at me. Moving out of the way, I whirled and jumped on him as he slammed into the ground. Reaching around, I wrapped my arm around his throat and began to squeeze as hard as I could.

This would be the first time I ever killed someone, and there would be many more after him. Three years of this: fighting, killing, growing stronger and harder. Then I would be brought back to the pack and find that my father had died and my mother had remarried. Her new husband would mark me as an omega and I would be sent to live in their quarters. I would ultimately stay there until a few nights before the blood moon. After being dosed with wolfsbane in my meal, I would be taken to the breeding house, where I would inadvertently cause my stepbrother’s death.

It was all like something from a nightmare, but it was the reality that I lived in, and it just kept going. When I would try to feel like I was getting better, all these images would appear again and here I would be reliving the hell.

Closing my eyes, I waited to wake up from this memory and find myself back in the clutches of my stepfather’s brother.

"Arissa," the voice that called, was so gentle, but I knew it was an act. "Wake up."

Letting out a groan, I pried my eyes open and found myself staring into ice blue eyes that held no emotion. They watched me curiously, and the face they sat on seemed to be tense.

"What was that?" He asked slowly as I fully woke.

"What was that?" I asked slowly. "Low sugar." I could only assume he was talking about my collapse.

"Not that," he sighed, fixing his gaze firmly on mine. "What was that place with all the children fighting."

I could feel the blood in my veins turning ice cold. How the hell did he know about that memory? Had he been spying on my thoughts?

"You looked." I growled, jumping up. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!"

How could he invade my thoughts like that and see such a thing? That was my memory, my burden to carry, and he saw it all. He witnessed my first kill, as well as the hell I had to go through afterwards. What the fuck did he think he was doing?

"I just wanted to help." He said, slowly standing up. "Please try to calm down."

"CALM DOWN!" I screamed, rushing forward and slamming my hand against his chest. "YOU INVADED MY PRIVACY!"