Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Auren POV

Tarian reappeared and led me out, with a kind but cautious expression. "Don't take it personally," he said quietly as we walked down the long hallway. Was he listening to us? But with sharp hearing senses, what else could I expect from the Beta of the most powerful Alpha?

"I didn't," I lied. Even though Lucien was cold, distant, and angry, I felt safer here than I ever had back at Crimson Howl.

Tarian led me through the grand halls of the pack house, his boots echoing against the polished floors. I followed close behind, keeping my gaze low to avoid staring at the beautiful but intimidating surroundings. Everything about this place felt unwelcoming, much like its Alpha. The sadness of Alpha Bram's rejection came back, and I took a deep breath in to stop myself from crying.

He had smartly not only rejected me, an omega, as his mate, but he had ensured that I would die in a year. At the same time, because of me, he formed an alliance with Alpha Lucien.

When I was just leaving the pack, Bram had come to my room. He stood too close to me and traced my jawline with his fingers. I wanted to lean into him, but I stopped after what he did to me. "You better serve your purpose nicely, Auren. If I come to know that you've escaped, I'll personally hunt you and kill you." And then he leaned down and kissed my brushed my cheeks with his lips. I felt sick, so I pushed him away, but he chuckled and sauntered away.

"This will be your room," Tarian said, snapping me from my memories. We had reached a door at the far end of a hallway. He stopped and turned to me, opening the door.

I peeked inside, half-expecting something dreary, but it was surprisingly clean, comfortable and better than anything I had ever lived in. The room had a bed with a plush blanket, a simple wooden table by the window, and a wardrobe. Sunlight poured through the window, making the space seem warmer than I'd imagined.

Tarian continued in a steady but kind voice. "But

quickly, not wanting to make a bad impression. "Yes, I understand.

why I was being

middle of the room, letting out a small sigh of relief. This room felt like a safe haven. It was beautiful, but it was mine, even if only

being left alone made me smile a little. I didn't have to see Alpha Lucien or deal with his anger. I didn't have to endure

the room. Curious, I opened it and found a bathroom. The bathtub looked clean and inviting, the shiny faucet

warm bath was too tempting to resist. I filled the tub and stepped in, the heat instantly easing the tension in my sore muscles. I had never felt

in a soft towel,

I dried off quickly and came

noticed it-the smell

window, there was a tray piled high with bread, steaming soup, fresh fruit, and even a small plate of a

over, hesitant at first. Carefully, I picked up a piece of bread, wondering if I was dreaming, and took a bite. It was soft and warm, the kind of food I hadn't ever had. It was a luxury for me,

eating everything, savoring each bite like it was a feast. The bean soup was rich and creamy. The fruits juicy and sweet. By the time I

the dessert, my cheeks were puffed

I was hungry, and this food felt so

was retching. I ran to the bathroom and puked it all out. Bewildered, I sat on the floor