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0096: BATHING REQUEST
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ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0099: SERVING THE PRINCE FOR TWO WEEKS.
Queen Ayla leaned close to Tiara and whispered softly into her ear. Her voice was low, calm, and full of authority. Tiara listened carefully, her eyes widening just a little before she nodded in understanding. Without wasting time, Tiara lifted her hand and gave a silent signal to the other maids standing nearby. They immediately understood what was required of them. Everything happened quickly. Two royal maids stepped forward and held Venna by her arms. Their grip was firm but not rough as they pulled her up to her feet. “Come with us,” one of them said in a flat tone. Venna did not struggle. She did not scream or beg. In her heart, she had already accepted her fate. She believed she was about to be punished. She had made a terrible mistake. She had foolishly bumped into the King himself. In the palace, such an act was not taken lightly, especially from someone like her—an ordinary cook with no title or protection. Venna knew the consequences could be harsh. She had been waitin
ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0098: MINE.
Venna's whole body shook hard. Confusion filled her mind like a thick fog. She could feel something hard pressing against her private part through her wet underwear. It poked right at her most sensitive spot. And the worst part was the heat building deep inside her. It pulled at her core, making her hips move on their own. She ground against him without meaning to, a soft whimper escaping her lips. Prince Rykerr groaned low in his throat. His strong hands gripped her waist tight, guiding her movements. He wanted more of that friction, more of her warmth. But as soon as she realized what was happening, her body went stiff. Fear mixed with the strange pull in her belly. This wasn't right. She was just a maid, and he was the prince. What was she doing? "Stop fighting it," he groaned, his voice rough with need. "Your body wants this so badly." His hand on her neck pulled her closer. Their noses almost touched now, his breath hot on her face. Venna's heart pounded wild in her chest. She
ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0097: HER REFUSAL
Venna left the tray on the table and slowly walked toward the bathroom, her heart beating so fast she feared it would jump out of her chest. She raised a shaky hand and pushed the door open. The moment she stepped inside, she froze. The whole bathroom smelled like him. A heavy, masculine scent—warm, strong, powerful. It wrapped around her instantly, sinking into her skin and making her heart thump harder. She didn’t even know a person could have a scent that strong. It was like the entire room belonged only to him. Which it was, in every way. The bathroom was huge, almost the size of her uncle’s sitting room in the Red Moon Pack. The floors were marble, smooth and shiny. Beautiful lamps hung on the walls, casting a soft glow across the room. In the center sat a large polished wooden bath, filled with warm water that steamed gently. Venna clenched her fingers together. She took one deep breath before stepping farther inside. Where is he? She looked left, then right. She even lo
ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0096: BATHING REQUEST
That night, Venna could not sleep at all. Not even for a second. The whole kitchen had celebrated her that evening. Everyone clapped for her, hugged her, and praised her because she became the first cook who served the prince a meal without him complaining or throwing the food away. Many cooks had died because they failed him… but Venna passed. So the cooks danced and talked about her like she was a hero. Yet, even after all the noise and laughter died down, Venna’s heart would not rest. She lay on her small bed and stared up at the ceiling. She could still hear his voice inside her head. His words wouldn’t leave her alone: “From henceforth, you will be my wife. My mate.” No matter how many times she repeated it, the sentence still didn’t make sense. Was he testing her? Was he teasing her? Or did he actually mean it? Her heart wouldn’t calm down long enough for her to think properly. He was a prince — the crown prince. The heir to the whole Sea Moon Kingdom. His parents sure
ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0095: HIS DEMAND
Prince Rykerr sat with a kind of silent power that filled the room. He was on the long couch beside the tall window of his chamber, a rolled scroll in his hand, the candle lights brushing across his face. His dark hair caught the lights in thin streaks of gold, but his eyes—those sharp, stormy eyes—remained unreadable as he read. The door creaked softly. Venna stepped inside, her hands trembling slightly as she carried a tray filled with food. The smell of roasted lamb and herbs filled the air immediately, wrapping around the coldness of the room. Prince Rykerr didn’t look up at first, but the moment she entered, he sensed her. His head tilted slowly in her direction, his attention falling on her like the weight of a crown. “Come forward,” he said, his deep voice calm and commanding. Venna obeyed, her steps felt measured, her heartbeat loud in her chest. Every story she had heard about him echoed in her head—rumors of his temper, his cruelty, the way servants disappeared after on
ALPHA KING'S BRIDE: THE POWER OF HIS LUNA 0094. COOKING HIS MEAL
Prince Rykerr’s gaze didn’t move away from the girl. His golden eyes stayed on her for far too long—too intense.The guards standing by the pillars exchanged nervous glances, and the maids lowered their heads, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Everyone knew what this meant. The prince never stared at anyone. When he did, it was usually the last thing anyone saw before he ordered their death. Tatyany, the old head cook, trembled where she stood. Her hands twisted together as she tried to think of what to say, but her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The young girl who had bumped into the prince—Venna—knelt before him, frightened but too shocked to move. Before Tatyany could find her voice, Prince Rykerr took a slow step forward. His boots clicked against the polished floor, echoing through the silence. Then he crouched down right in front of Venna. Everyone gasped quietly, terrified of what he might do next. His golden fire like eyes, locking with her deep brown ones. For a long m
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