The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 163 "L overheard Isabella talking to Samantha one night. My Stepsister was the main reason why she got it in the first place," | told him. "Isabella claimed that she had connections." Alexander sat back in his chair with a darkened grizzly look. "She slipped it into your tea, wanting to create a scandal," he said bitterly. "With Michael there, it would have made the perfect story." | tucked my arms close to my chest and fought down the ugly, grueling feeling that crept from the back of my mind. "The moment | knew something was wrong, it was too late. Everything felt dismal.

| had almost zero control over my own body, it was like I'd been reduced to an animal in heat. It was... so degrading and horribly humiliating," | said with a noticeable 'tremor in my voice. "Michael approached me...I tried to keep him away but he wouldn't listen. That's when everything goes fuzzy for me." Alexander wasted no time reaching out to pull me into his arms. | felt his hand run through my hair in an attempt to soothe the anxiety that rivered through me. "When Wendy told me what was going on here, | knew Michael ---- was going to make his way toward you," he admitted.

"Oliver and | raced to your family's house and searched nearly every room there. When we came across Isabella, | demanded to know where you were...That's when | sort of revealed the fact that | could walk." | leaned back to gap at him with wide eyes. "You mean, Isabella saw that you didn't need to be in a wheelchair? Oh my God, what did she do?" Asly grin curled his mouth. "She looked like she was going to faint, honestly." Slowly, his humor disappeared. "I heard you scream out. From there, | followed the sound and found Michael on top of you.

| hauled him off and nearly beat the shit out of him. If Oliver had not intervened when he did, Michael wouldn't be alive right now." "Then what?" | dared to ask. "You were feeling the effects of the drug very strongly. You were lightly sweating and shaking and..." "And what?" | pressed. "It's okay, tell me." "You were overly aroused," he hinted. "! didn't want you to think that | was taking advantage of you as well, considering the circumstances." A short broken clip of my recent recollection came rushing to ---- the front of my mind.

My body was writhing and shaking beneath Alexander's skillful hands. He licked and kissed his way down my chest to lower himself between my thighs. His tongue played at the sick folds of my center over and over again, bringing my body to a fever pitch. "You taste so fucking sweet," he groaned. "Should have been doing this ages ago." "Ah! Oh my God!" "That's it, baby.

Use me...You're getting so close, | can feel you tightening around my tongue...Be a good girl and come for me." The pressure between my legs became too much for me to bear and | felt like I'd been hurled off a cliff, freefalling into the unknown, Oh. My. God. Alexander gave me a worried look. "Evelyn? Did you remember something?" My face flushed a deep shade of pink. "I, uh... Think | remember what he did last night." Much to my embarrassment, he gave me a cheeky grin, ---- "Oh, really?" he asked.

"Between you and me, nothing would make me happier if | were given the chance to do that again." | gaped at him and practically stuttered. "Alexander!" He let out a deep chuckle before leaning down to press a swift kiss to my lips. "Wanna know what | found out from my little venture with Oliver?"