Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Raven’s POV

I picked up the cup from the table and went out of the room, my face flushed with embarrassment. My mind was racing with a mixture of confusion, shame, and the usual frustration that seemed to follow me around like a shadow in this cursed pack house.

I went back to the kitchen and dropped the cup into the sink, trying to shake off the discomfort clinging to my skin. The silence in the kitchen was louder than ever, and I couldn’t wait to crawl into my bed and shut the world out–at least until dinner.

I returned to my room, sighing as I shut the door behind me. I didn’t bother changing out of my clothes. I just wanted to rest. A small break from all the

chaos.

I lay down, burying my face into the pillow, just as a knock sounded on the door.

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath, groaning.

Who the hell could that be?

I grumbled to myself as I swung my legs off the bed and trudged to the door. Without much thought, I pulled it open–and froze.

“Elisa?” I blinked in surprise.

Standing there in a peach–colored sundress with a spark of energy that felt almost out of place in this pack was Alpha Ethan’s little sister. She gave me a bright smile, her eyes shining with curiosity and something else–maybe concern?

“Hi!” she chirped, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”

“Uh…“I hesitated, stepping aside to let her in. “It’s the afternoon, so not really. I was just trying to rest before dinner.”

She turned to me, tilting her head slightly. “I was surprised to hear you were still in the house. After what happened with my brother… well, I expected you’d be hiding in the woods or something.”

Her words weren’t meant to hurt–I could tell from her tone–but they still hit me in the gut.

“I don’t really have anywhere else to go,” I said quietly.

She sat on the edge of my bed without asking, swinging her legs. That’s actually why I came. I just wanted to see how you were doing… after he gave you that punishment.”

Punishment. That word wrapped around my chest like a noose.

My eyes narrowed slightly, watching her carefully. “He told you?”

“Only that you got hurt. He didn’t give me the details, but from the look on your face… it must’ve been bad.”

I remained silent, pressing my lips into a thin line. It was safer that way.

“And also,” she added gently, “I wanted to thank you for saving his life.”

I blinked. “What?”

She nodded. “During the rogue attack. He told me… that you protected him. Risked your life,”

Oh.

So that’s what he told her.

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I studied het lace, watching for any hint that she might know more. Did he tell her everything? About me being his sex slave.

I swallowed hard. “He told you that?”

“Yeah. He said you pushed hint out of the way before the bullet could get to him, and it hitted you instead.

Hooked away. “I did what anyone else would’ve done.” but deep down I knew the reason why I saved him that day

“No.” Elisa said softly, shaking her head. “A lot of people would’ve let him die. You didn’t. That means something.”

My stomach churned, Did it? Did it really?

I gave a small, fake smile, nodding as if her gratitude meant something to me. In truth, it only made me feel more trapped.

“I was afraid he might’ve told you… something else,” I muttered, unable to stop the words from spilling out.

Elisa frowned. “Like what?”

I quickly shook my head. “Nothing. Doesn’t matter.”

Her expression remained thoughtful, but she didn’t press further. And that was a relief.

If she knew what her brother had done to me–if she knew I was bound to him, not by love or fate, but by blackmail–would she still smile at me like this?

“I actually came to ask if you’d be free this evening,” she said after a pause. “I want to go into town, maybe do a little shopping. I thought you could come

with me.”

I blinked again, stunned by the offer. “You want me to go with you?”

“Yeah, why not?” she shrugged. “I don’t really know anyone else here, and you seem like you could use a little distraction.”

I glanced down at my hands. “I don’t really have anything to do…”

“Perfect! Then you’re coming.”

“…it’s not like I have a choice,” I muttered under my breath.

She didn’t hear me–or pretended not to. She clapped her hands once and smiled. “Great. I’ll come back in an hour or two. Dress casually. Something

comfortable.”

Then she stood up, walked to the door, and gave me a final glance. “And Raven?”

I looked up at her.

“I’m glad you’re still here.”

She left before I could respond.

An hour passed.

I stood in front of the small mirror nailed to the wall, brushing my hair into something a little more presentable. I wore a pair of fitted jeans and a light blouse. The best I could manage with the limited options I had.

It wasn’t like I had an actual wardrobe. I wasn’t even allowed to own much–just the basics,

There was a soft knock, and then Elisa poked her head inside.

“You ready?”

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Inodded.

We walked through the pack house in silence, her mood light, mine more subdued. When we reached the car, she handed the keys to the driver and hopped into the passenger seat, while I climbed into the back.

The ride to the mall wasn’t long. Elisa chatted easily, filling the silence with stories about her school, her friends, and her love–hate relationship with Alpha Ethan.

About how he was a sweet alpha and a perfect elder brother I just chucked at her words the alpha Ethan I know is far nothing like that.

We reached the mall and stepped out into the open, bright lights and noisy crowds washing over us.

Elisa looped her arm through mine without warning. “Let’s get ice cream first. You look like you need sugar.”

I let her pull me along. For the first time in what felt like ages, I didn’t resist.

The mall was packed with people, laughter, chatter, and music. I forgot, even if just for a few minutes, what it felt like to be hated. Judged. Caged.

We went from store to store. Elisa tried on dresses, asked for my opinions, made jokes. She made me laugh–genuinely laugh–twice. She bought me a little bracelet with a moon charm and insisted I wear it.

“It matches your energy,” she said with a grin.

“What kind of energy is that?”

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