The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

LAVENDER’S POV

My drink was spiked, and panic surged through my veins as I struggled to get to my feet, but every part of my body felt heavy. The world was rotating and cold sweats began to break out of my skin. I blinked furiously. My vision was clouded, all I could see was a blurry vision of Caleb advancing to where I lay, limp.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine, I got you.” Caleb began to talk, I could hear him, but nothing in me was comprehending what he was saying. It sounded far off and distant to my ear, but I could still make out some words.

I wanted to ask him what happened, why he would spike my drink, anything at all to dwindle the confusion I was feeling not to forget the state my body was thrown into.

“Ca.. l..” I tried to speak, to plead, to say anything at all. I was far from comfortable. Even in my disoriented state, I could tell.

“Ssh, sweetie. Let’s not act ignorant now, okay?” My eyes followed his movement as he towered over me before gently lying himself above my figure. I shivered and made another feeble attempt at resisting, but not even a muscle could be moved.

“I have loved you desperately and heaven knows I still do, but what do I get in return? Side hugs and constant friend-zoning.” Caleb spoke above me, his exceptionally thin lips set into a straight line.

I shook my head from side to side, realizing that was the only part of my body I could move. Why will Caleb hurt me because I was passively rejecting his unsent advances? I trusted him. He was the closest male friend I ever had.

Caleb brought his face closer, over my own hyperventilating one and I shut my eyes sharply. Tears were beginning to pool at the side of my eyes.

“We would be a perfect match, Lavender, you’re intelligent and so am I. We would both be great chemists and achieve enormous heights together.. so don’t ruin this okay?” His large palms cupped my face, he rubbed his thumb from my cheeks to the curves of my jaw and finally my neck. I was disgusted.

I was no longer following up with what he was saying. I could hear him, but nothing in me was comprehending what he was saying.

“We are going to have fun,” Caleb lustfully declared, pulling my dress and exposing the black bra beneath it. The cool air of his apartment blew on my skin. It was a relief, but my brain went into another haywire of panic.

I lay limp, tears gathered in the corner of my eyes. I breathed heavily, unable to do anything but think of my mom, her beautiful smile and worried face before I left. And my instincts, the one I had so stubbornly ignored. I should have known my gut feeling was almost always right.

Caleb was going to have his way with me.

He was going to defile me!Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Don’t… Please…” A weak pleading was all I could muster. That was the most I could get out.

My lungs hurt, and I wanted to scream for help, but whatever he did to my drink had rendered me still. A single tear trickled down my face, making Caleb’s figure even more blurry.

“This is all mine.” The round globe of my perky breasts was now in Caleb’s large rough palms. Greedily, he ripped what was left of my dress off my body. I whimpered helplessly, I looked down at my almost naked body and moved a finger- that was all the energy I could muster-

A single line of tears continued to make its way down my eyes. I could feel it. The disgusting feeling of Caleb’s palm running through my body lustfully made me close my eyes. If this was my fate, then I didn’t want to watch it happen. My eyes were shut painfully. I tried to ignore my sense of touch so I wouldn’t have to feel my predator’s touch, and for a moment, it worked. I couldn’t feel Caleb’s hands, nor the heavy weight of his body on me.

I was extremely grateful for the gentle cloud of peace that came over me until painful screams and punching sounds filled the room.

“What the hell, man!”

My eyes flew open swiftly, but the action caused a bout of dizziness to cloud me. I shut it back immediately and then proceeded to reopen it, slowly this time.

It was darkness at first. The feel of Caleb on me was gone, but it took another second to regain my hazy sight of earlier. I could now make up figures. And this time, there were two. I shuddered and re-curled into the settee I was still lying on when my eyes found what could be mistaken for a giant towering over Caleb.

“What the-” Caleb tried to repeat his sentence from earlier as he remained against the wall, groaning from being thrown harshly. He looked up and, like me too, I noticed the fear that passed over his face.

I couldn’t see the stranger’s face for he had his back against me and, oh goodness, it was wide and large. I blinked and watched. Things were taking faster turns and my brain was finding it difficult to keep up. All I could do was watch, watch and slip… into a slumber…

I jerked up sharply when the sound of a fist connecting to Caleb’s skin resounded. His groans echoed, but this tall man with hair held up in a bun wasn’t stopping. He appeared to be my knight in glistening anchor.. no, it wasn’t called that, a knight in shining anchor…. no, I shook my head, whatever, my saviour. This stranger consistently ramming his fist into Caleb was my saviour.

Caleb was battered, his bloody face made me want to gag, he couldn’t make out any coherent words, but he seemed to be saying something along the lines of, “Who are you, man?”

“You will never touch that girl or anyone else for that matter. Who I am has nothing to do with this discipline.”

His deep voice resonated and tickled my ear so that I missed the sound of the last punch that sent Caleb into a state of oblivion.

Satisfied with his job, my saviour turned to face me. I couldn’t quite make out his features because my sight was not sharp coupled with the dark atmosphere of the room, but I could feel the concern in his voice as he said, “Are you hurt?”

I shook my head from side to side, just like earlier. He tapped his thumb across my cheeks where my tears had stuck and swore under his breath. He then cast his jacket across my exposed body before scooping me up into his arms in one move.

The heat from his body wafted into mine as I clung to the warmth. I felt so small but safe.

“Let’s get you home.” My saviour declared and once again his voice soothed me into slumbering… No! How would he know my house?

But the moment he began to rub gentle circles over my arm, I let go again.