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Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince XIV - Secrets
The door creaked open, slow, deliberate. I froze, sitting stiff on the edge of the bed. Jonathan had played his part, and maybe he had failed. Maguire, my husband is back, I thought.And then she slipped in. Isabella. Her smile sharp as broken glass, her hips swaying like she owned the night."Isabella?"“Get out, bitch,” she hissed, her voice low, poisonous. “I’ll replace you.”My brows knitted. “Replace me? What do you mean?”She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she strode straight to me, grabbed a fistful of my hood, and yanked. My breath caught as she shoved me toward the door.“Wait—”But Isabella was strong, fueled by something darker than desire. Her nails scraped my neck as she pushed again, lips curling in satisfaction. “Tonight isn’t yours, Elara. Go sit in your little corner and pray that the king would be fooled as we have planned. I’ve got this.”The slam of the door echoed in my skull. I stumbled into the corridor, the cold stone biting at my bare feet. My heart thund
Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince XII - Lies
The office was cavernous, dim but humming with the weight of history. Maps stretched across the oak desk like veins of a living beast. Candles burned low, throwing shadows over my father’s sharp profile. He hadn’t looked at me once since I entered, his gaze glued to the parchment, fingers tracing borders and red-inked lines like they might bleed beneath his touch.I cleared my throat. “Father.”No answer. Just the scratch of his nail against the map.I stepped closer, the air thick with ink, parchment, and the scent of his dominance — a scent that always made my chest tighten, as if the room itself pressed down on me.“There’s news,” I said. “Whispers from the northern border. Another pack is stirring, one not allied to us. They’re… plotting. Preparing for something.”At that, he finally looked up. His eyes, cold as river stones, narrowed. “From where?”I’d prepared the lie all afternoon, twisting it from nothing into something that sounded like smoke from a hidden fire. “The Winterf
Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince XII - Between predator and prey
The chamber swallowed me whole. Its walls were draped in crimson velvet, heavy and suffocating, its curtains drawn tight against the night. Firelight flickered across stone carved with beasts and wolves, shadows prowling the edges of the room as though they waited to devour me. At the center, the bed loomed — a monstrous thing of blackwood, carved with snarling wolves, its silken covers a dark river spilling to the floor. The attendants had left me there, dressed in nothing more than a thin robe of pale gossamer. It clung to my damp skin like a second layer, transparent enough to make my heart race. My breath trembled in the silence. My knees pressed together as though I could hold myself inside, safe, untouched. I folded my hands and whispered prayers I could no longer remember, words spilling like broken beads from a snapped rosary. Gods, spirits, anyone… deliver me. Deliver me now. A sound stirred. A shadow shifted at the far end of the chamber. The Alpha King emerged.
Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince XI - Married
I sat in the bath for the second time. The same treatment. The same faces and the same warmth. The bath was a sanctuary of steam and scented oils. It felt like a final act of grace, like a ritual before sacrifice. They dressed me in a gown of creamy silk, its weight a solemn burden, its texture a stranger on my skin. The fabric clung to my every curve, a beautiful shroud for a dying hope. They wove a crown of wildflowers into my hair, each delicate petal a whisper of a life I was about to lose. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror, its eyes hollowed pools of sorrow. I was led down a long corridor. The air grew thick with the scent of a thousand flowers and the murmur of a thousand voices, a human ocean awaiting its spectacle. At the end of the hall, a vast door, a monolithic mouth, waited to swallow me. Beside me was another woman. We both stood on the same like, veils covering our faces. Her gown was a midnight river of silk, contrasted with my own pale attire. My
Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince X - Death is here
My room felt colder than usual. I lay upon the vast bed, the soft duvet offering no solace, only amplifying the hollow drumbeat of waiting. Waiting... Waiting for the news. I was part of the pack. Yet, as though I won't be affected, I was hoping for a war. A war that would keep Jonathan and the Alpha King out of the palace for a while. Every creak of the floorboards, every distant voice, snatched my breath, twisted the silence into a knot of anticipation. My fingers traced the delicate embroidery of the pillowcase, a futile attempt to anchor myself to reality. The silence stretched, a taut wire ready to snap.Then, the door swung inward without a knock. Isabella. Just as she entered without a knock when she caught I and Jonathan.Her presence was a storm front, her eyes twin shards of ice, dissecting my quiet despair. A smirk, a venomous snake, curled her lips."So, the wolf comes home," she purred, her voice a poison drip. She sauntered into the room, her movements a deliberate
Married To The Alpha King, Claimed By The Alpha Prince IX - He made his bed...
The door clicked shut behind them.Before Jonathan could even fully turn from the door, Asante was there. She moved with the predatory grace of a cat, closing the small distance between them in a single, fluid motion. Her hands were on his chest, surprisingly strong, pushing him gently back against the wall.“Hey, slow down,” Jonathan said. Her eyes locked onto his. He saw the challenge, the raw hunger, the sheer audacity in their depths. There was no preamble, no whispered words. Her lips crashed against his, hard and demanding.“I want to slow down, but I can't Jonathan,” she said in a giggle. “You're crazy,” he whispered. Jonathan was stilled, caught off guard by the sudden ferocity. For a split second, the thought of Elara, of the quiet dignity he sought with her, flickered in his mind like a dying ember. But then, the heat ignited. It was a wildfire, spreading through his veins, consuming every rational thought. It was primal, undeniable. His hands, almost instinctively, fo
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