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GAME OF ALPHAS 153. Not The Prisoner
CHAPTER 153 : Not The Prisoner Third person’s POV:The bedroom was large and vast, bathed in the soft glow from the chandelier hung high from the room, seated perfectly on the ceiling as its glow cast radiant light against the deep, midnight-blue walls. The air smelled of fresh lilies and aged books, a mixture of both elegance and slight solitude, one not favored by one woman in particular. The same woman who stood by the window, her silhouette framed against the clearing beyond. She was still—almost eerily so—her fingers grazing the barricaded window as if reaching for something beyond it that couldn’t be seen, or someone. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, giving her the structure of a perfect portrait of how still she was. She was dressed in a simple white nightgown and nothing else. Her whole focus was outside the window, hating the fact she was kept locked like a prisoner, her sense of freedom inhibited by this barricade, one she so desperately wanted to claw at. “Do
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-05GAME OF ALPHAS 154. Midnight Visit
CHAPTER 154: Midnight VisitMaverick’s POVI paced in the room, already exhausted from everything. The weight of frustration sat heavily on my chest as I clutched my phone, my grip tightening with each passing second that passed by. I had been calling nonstop, yet my mother kept my calls busy. Every time I tried again, the line went straight to voicemail.It was obvious she was avoiding me. My breath came out sharp as I ran a hand through my hair, trying to calm my nerves but to no avail. Everything was going bad, the walls of the guesthouse felt like they were closing in, suffocating me in complete silence. I checked the screen of my phone, waiting for it to flash with an expected call but nothing. I needed answers and I wanted them now. With a deep inhale, I forced myself to think logically. Maybe she was just busy. Maybe she wasn’t deliberately ignoring me.But I knew better.Mother wasn’t one of the ordinary things. She could be most secretive when she wants to. If she truly h
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-06GAME OF ALPHAS 155. Not Forever
CHAPTER 155: Not Forever Pyra’s POV:My breath caught in my throat as Maverick lips pressed against mine. It was a kiss unlike any I had ever experienced—wild, urgent, filled with want and raw intensity. His hands instinctively reached for the back of my head, gripping me tightly like he never wanted to let me go. I didn’t want it to end but I had to. I tried to move away, but Maverick held on tight, refusing to let me bulge out. His tongue slid into mine, massaging and dancing around it. I was strong, yes, but not that strong. I can resist many things but this mustn’t have been one of them. I couldn’t help but melt into the kiss, my lips parting to allow Maverick's tongue to deepen the connection. I didn’t know where I was again as everything melted away like candy; sweet, delicious, and short-lasting. It was only two of us, lost in the intensity of the moment. Maverick's grip on my head tightened, his fingers tangling in my hair as he devoured my mouth. I felt his passion, his d
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-07GAME OF ALPHAS 156. Poisoned Darkness
CHAPTER 156: Poisoned Darkness Third person’s POV:Minister Elais sat on a chair, his face grim and serious as he held up a photograph containing two individuals. His eyes thinned into slits as he continued staring at the photo, different emotions fought in his mind but one was most prevalent; anger. Elais grumbled under his breath, trying to refrain from shouting. “I knew it, I knew he was going to be an imposter.”This was a serious and delicate situation that should be handled effectively and not waste any time over, he thought, running a hand through his rough beard. Immediately he found out what had been hidden in the shadows for a while now, he immediately called Alpha Rhaella, seeking her attention for she needed to be told first but there wasn’t a reply. “She must know this before anyone else.” He muttered again, still deep in thought. He had seen the closeness Alpha Rhaella had had with that imposter, and he didn’t want his Alpha to look like a fool when the secrets got ou
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16GAME OF ALPHAS 157. Sirens Of Reverse Harem
CHAPTER 157: Sirens Of Reverse Harem Pyra’s POV:I reached my penthouse in nothing less than a few minutes, popping into the shower as soon as the doors closed behind me. I could feel the cold water running down my back, wetting my hair, and falling to the ground in loud platters. I ran a hand through my face, as one thought clouded my senses; Maverick. The mention of his name sent a flash of images running through my mind, causing a blush to form on my cheeks. One thing that was for certain is that I do not regret what I had done. No. I do not. I wanted everything that happened and even more, but what hurt me the most was that I had given myself to Maverick yet again on a silver platter. I ran a hand through my face, wiping as much water as possible but more kept falling. What was happening to me? I shouldn’t be this weak of feelings. It was only fleeting, and I’m sure this was what Maverick had always wanted. Then when he was done, he would only discard me like some used toy
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-16GAME OF ALPHAS 158. Purple Horror
CHAPTER 158 : Purple Horror Pyra’s POV:We needed not waste any more time as we got into the SUV, driving directly to the Minister's headquarters where all ministers reside. The drive was short, but elongated by adrenaline as we rushed through the city streets, the engine of the SUV roaring as if it understood the urgency of the moment. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each one a sharp, biting reminder of the stakes. What could have happened? Who would dare kill one of my Ministers?Minister Elais? My Mother’s most trusted advisor? He must have had some important information for him to be attacked. The questions kept running through my head, every passing minute was another piece of the puzzle slipping into place, and I couldn’t afford to waste any more time.The Ministers’ headquarters loomed ahead, its imposing structure casting a shadow over the streets like a fortress. It was a place where the most revered of the pack, after years of their dedication to the pack, resided in
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-18GAME OF ALPHAS 159. Mad Ambition
CHAPTER 159: Mad Ambition Natalie’s POV:My reflection stared back at me in the full-length mirror, and I could hardly believe it was me. The woman, no, the stranger looking back at me was poised, elegant, and the perfect epitome of grace and beauty. I marveled at how perfectly she was dressed—unable to believe I was the one. They had dressed me—like I was some kind of important guest and not the prisoner they once held me as. I twirled, watching as the rich, deep red gown hugged my curves just right, its satin fabric catching the light every time I shifted. Everything was to perfection, focusing on even the tiniest of details. Hell, even the lace detailing at the neckline gave it a subtle vintage charm, while the soft swirl of the skirt added a playful contrast. My hair, once uncombed, wild, and filled with dirt, had been carefully curled and pinned into a sophisticated updo. A few loose strands framed my face gently, adding to the softness of the look.I smiled, remembering just
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-18GAME OF ALPHAS 160. Sealed Allies
CHAPTER 160 : Sealed AlliesNatalie’s POV:Just who the hell was this man? What does he truly desire? To sit on the crimson throne? Was he mad?I stared up at the hulk of a man, my expression wondrous from what he just uttered. The Minister of Secret Affairs was dead? And from the sound of it, it looked like this Alpha was responsible. A chill ran down my spine at the thought. From my small time spent at FireHeart Pack, the minister had been a formidable figure, his influence touched every corner of the kingdom, and now he was gone?Just who was this man really and how long has he been planning all these? I couldn’t tear my gaze away from Alpha Duncan as he stood before me, his dark, intense eyes locking with mine. There was something in the way he carried himself, something that spoke of power — and danger, something so familiar that I had seen in my reflection more times than I could count. We really are similar. But his desperation would lead him to his death. I chuckled, try
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GAME OF ALPHAS 187. Fight For The Realm
CHAPTER 187: Fight For The RealmThird person’s POV:Still seated at her temples, Madraya watched as Caspian sprinted to the war zone, his heart filled with determination to end the chaos once and for all. Madraya could feel and see it all. She watched from the globe as the humans advanced further, a little prayer in her heart. “Please, another chance. Let the one chance left for redemption be the one to prevail. Let this cup not overflow with the blood of the retribution.” She prayed, knowing her prayer would be useless because what would happen next has already been set in stone. No one, not even the most powerful of mages or witches could change it. Fate is a fragile but powerful thing. Once it’s decided, it’s sealed forever. Meanwhile, Maverick has reached side to side with Rhaella as they both glared at Duncan who watched them with a plastered smirk despite being comforted by two powerful werewolves. “You two team up to beat me?” Duncan teased. “Is this how weak Lunaria has g
GAME OF ALPHAS 186. A Chance At Redemption
CHAPTER 186: A Chance At Redemption Third person’s POV:The walls of the temples enveloped Madraya as she sat on the ground, surrounded by the still-flaming candles. She was bathed in the pale, eerie light of the celestial globe that floated before her like a silent moon. Slowly and delicately as if any heavy action could shatter the moment, her fingers traced the invisible threads of fate woven around the globe’s surface. In the depths of the globe, war had found its rhythm again. Fire. Claws. Blood. The human armies advanced toward the RedClaw pack. It was all playing out again—like the Dance of the Crimson Ashes, she had seen long ago.Her face was solemn and stained with unshed tears, a sad smile plastered on her face. She knew how the story would end before the globe even showed it. She leaned forward, whispering to no one, “Let the root be removed by the gardener, and let the house burn by its household, even though they burn with it. Even though the big oak tree crushes the
GAME OF ALPHAS 185. Seek Retribution
CHAPTER 185: Seek Retribution Caspian’s POV:Tension filled the small space of the hidden lab as I stared back at the still hard-breathing Ember. I too was breathing hard, exhaustion gripping in as the scent of blood perforated the air. It wasn’t just Ember’s or mine—it was like it was our past, our pain, and our father’s favoritism. My fist clenched beside me, the world spinning around me in a chaos I couldn’t control. Ember was good, I must give her that. She moved like lightning, rage guiding her every step. The blade she held in one hand sliced across my shoulder and I staggered back, my knees nearly giving away. But I didn’t fall.I couldn’t. Not this time.Not when I have people depending on me. Not when I haven’t gotten my retribution. “You’re weak, brother,” she spat, her eyes glowing with the same red madness that burned in our father’s. The way she mentioned the word ‘brother’ I could feel the amount of hatred and anger from that single word. “Always holding back. Alway
GAME OF ALPHAS 184. His Last Bloodline
CHAPTER 184: His Last Bloodline Third person’s POV: Maverick turned to focus on the spot where Rhaella faced Alpha Duncan in a staring contest. The tension between them was electric.Neither woman nor man blinked, and neither moved. It was as if the entire battlefield had fallen silent, holding its breath for what was about to happen.Maverick watched as Alpha Duncan’s lips curled into a sneer, his posture dripping with disdain. Even with his werewolf hearing, he couldn’t hear the words being spoken between the two amidst the chaos of war. Maverick turned, seeing the outcome of the war. The backups he had called were yet to arrive. It was as if the goddess heard his words because immediately, the ground trembled beneath Maverick’s boots. At first, it was faint — a distant rumble like the stirring of a great beast — but it grew louder, stronger until even the enemy forces stilled in confusion.From the eastern ridge, banners rose into view, catching the dying light of the setting s
GAME OF ALPHAS 184. A Sibling's Rage
CHAPTER 183: A Sibling's Rage Third person’s POV: Caspian’s face still held no emotion as he stared calmly at Ember. Heavy tension filled the air, suffocating and transcending the physical space between them, sinking into their very bones.Ember’s fingers twitched at her sides, anticipating the next action to which she knew would come. She had faced countless combat and never lost even a single one. This one, she definitely would enjoy. She wanted to see how truly strong the son of her Alpha really was. She wanted to damage the privileged boy who never had to work a day in his life and earned a title she could never acquire no matter how hard she tried. While she had worked every day of her life, fighting to get to the top. Caspian’s posture remained relaxed, almost disinterested as if could see straight through the burning rage building inside her. It only fueled Ember’s determination further.She had done everything for the pack. She had bled for the pack. She had clawed her way
GAME OF ALPHAS 182. Two Lovers, One Mind.
CHAPTER 182: Two Lovers, One MindMaverick’s POV:Rhaella stared at me, and I stared back, our eyes fixed on each other as the false Crimson Wolves fell beside us. I felt one jump towards me, its jaw aiming for my throat—but I remained still.There was no fear.There was no hesitation. There was only one powerful thing standing between us; Trust. The moment its fangs should have met flesh, Rhaella moved.Faster than lightning. Faster than the eye could comprehend. I blinked and she was beside me, her hands holding the neck of the false crimson with so much strength I could feel her veins popping from her hands. Using her other hand, she tore through the wolf’s chest, yanking the still-beating heart and slamming the wolf into the ground with a sickening crack. Blood splattered across my cheek, warm and metallic, but I didn’t blink.Because her eyes hadn’t left mine—not even for a second.She stood over the broken body of the wolf-like a goddess carved from vengeance. Her bodysuit g
GAME OF ALPHAS 181. The Orb Of Fate
CHAPTER 181: The Orb Of FateTHIRD PERSON’S POV: Madraya sat in her temple in the FireHeart pack, a place designated solely for her as the high priestess of Flame and Fate. The sacred chamber shimmered with candlelight, the flames dancing like spirits awakened by the storm of war happening in Lunaria. Incense curled into the air, mixing with the ash-scented wind seeping through the ancient stone windows. But yet, even the sacred smoke could not mask the sense of unease that had settled over her heart like a cold shroud.The temple was quiet. Too quiet. But she sat calmly. One would question why a powerful priestess like her would sit under the protection of the FireHeart pack instead of being at the frontlines and burning the furs of her enemy but Madraya knew the war in Lunaria was not one to be won with brute strength alone. That much was certain. She was no ordinary priestess. She was the Oracle of Flame, the Keeper of the Old Prophecies, and the last living Tether to the First
GAME OF ALPHAS 180. Freed
CHAPTER 180: FreedTHIRD PERSON’S POV: Caspian Maoist, the man known as the betrayer and imposter of Steven StoneClaw stood still amidst the chaos. The roars of wolves clashing, the blood-curdling cries of wounded warriors, or near-death warriors and the scent of death laced the air like a suffocating fog. But none of it reached him. Not truly actually. Not as deep as the violent war raging within him. Caspian was frozen—eyes flickering occasionally between the fire-marked banners of the FireHeart pack and the crimson sigils of his birthright, the RedClaws.To them, he was a traitor.To the others, he was a spy.To himself, he was… lost.Truly lost. The perfect facade of Steven StoneClaw had crumbled like ash in the fire. Now the truth was out for all to see—Caspian Maoist, son of Alpha Duncan, heir to a throne of blood and fury. Heir to the throne that shall soon be theirs. Yet, as he watched his pack members tear through warriors he had bled beside, trained beside while still in
GAME OF ALPHAS 179. Time To Kill
CHAPTER 179: Time To KillMaverick’s POV: The warriors of the FireHeart pack waited with stiff posture, their eyes straight ahead as I passed by them. I rushed into Pyra's penthouse of FireHeart, hoping I wasn’t too late. But when I got to the penthouse, Rhaella wasn’t there. “No, no, no.” I turned away, rushing to the halls of the FireHeart pack, shouting to the nearby pack members. “Where’s the Alpha? Where’s my mate?”The pack member opened her mouth to answer, but no sound came. Her eyes widened—fixed on something behind me. I turned, my heart thudding.Luna Verona stood at the top of the staircase, her long blood-red cloak trailing behind her like a storm cloud. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes—those fierce dark eyes—held something deeper. One I couldn’t decipher. “Where is she?” I demanded before she could even speak. “Where are the kids?”She descended slowly, deliberately, her heeled boots echoing off the stone floor like a countdown to war. “The kids are fine
