Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 214

Summer POV

My dad had sold me once earlier, and I should have run away that time. But that night when I woke up after a terrible nightmare in a strange house, I was scared and shaking. I wondered if I was still in the cult building. The cultist had made me drink something after which he brought me to a large table. I wanted to protest, but the effect of the medicine he gave me was fast. He had said that it would help me, and that I won't feel the pain when they dissected me. He meant that they would dissect me alive. Petrified, I resisted in whatever way I could, but the medicine had consumed me completely.

After that, I didn't know what happened, but I sensed that someone picked me up and carried me out safely. I really wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. If only I knew who saved me, just so I could thank him.

I don't know for how long I was unconscious, but my sleep was riddled with nightmares. And when I woke up, I was delirious. Often, I would hear people talking in garbled voices. A gentle touch would, a whisper, a soft breeze...

When I finally woke up, my body was shaking. It felt like I would be blown away by a strong gust of wind. Why was I so weak? It was the middle of the night. I got out of bed and scanned the room. It was a cozy, luxurious room, which made me feel comfy. However, my thoughts returned to my father and anger slammed in my chest. How could he sell me for such a heinous crime? I tiptoed out of the room to see if anyone was awake. But the house was shrouded in darkness and quiet. I went down the stairs, clutching my shirt, and my eyes fell on a landline phone. Without thinking much, I dialed the number.

"You sold me!" I hissed at my father.

"Oh, you're alive?" he deadpanned.

"Did you know that they were going to kill me?" Tears stung in my eyes.

He sighed. "Where are you?"

"Somewhere you can never reach!" I replied. "Don't ever try to find me, dad." Saying that I slammed the receiver down. I was shaking so hard that I grabbed the back of a sofa and sat down. It was impossible to stop my tears, and so I sobbed and sobbed. If only mom was alive... Finally, after what seemed like hours, I decided to thank the person who saved me and then leave.

The phone beside me rang, taking me by surprise. Afraid that it would disturb the residents, I picked it up. "Hello?"

"I know where you are, Summer," father's irritated voice came. "I won't come in back, else I will kill the guy inside. And you know it!"

A chill ran down my spine. "You won't! How did you-"

He scoffed. "You know I will. So be a good girl, and come back."

"Just leave me," I cried. "I hate you! You hate me."

first street on the

fucking come. I'm waiting in the truck. If you

to not comply with his command. It was obvious that he was going to send me back with the

mafia man. His drinking and gambling problem working. I had some life. He stole that life

getting worse by the day.

his car was parked right beneath my window. Tears slipped out of my eyes as the weight of it came crashing down. But was determined to escape. If I was going to escape, I needed to bide my time. For that, if I acted weak and

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and before leaving took one last look at my bedroom. Though I barely had any good memories about the place because my father chose to beat

from the living room. My hands clenched I into

I struggled with an urge to run away. But I

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up the stairs. My heart began pounding. What if he starts beating me again? So I headed to the door, my eyes sweeping the room. There was a photo

"Summer!" another bellow.

stepped out of the room and found

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my door. "What took you so long?" he hissed as if

of

living room, I found Coretti talking to someone on his

me.

"Go," father ordered.

I walked there on autopilot, wondering what was going to happen to

his lips. He picked up the remote of the TV and switched it on. There was not a shred of guilt on his face.

wrist. He shoved me inside the passenger seat. The three men sat behind, all staring at me like I was their

shrank in my

at a mansion. My jaw dropped at the beautiful mansion in front of me. Built in the center of acres of land, it had white marble walls. There were beautiful balconies and porches in front of every room. Vibrant vines climbed up in every direction. There were

eyed. He led me to a small library where I came face to