The Alpha King Craves My Milk

CHAPTER 2: RecklessIlyana's POVI woke up to an annoying and loud 'beep-beep-beep' that made me want to punch a hole through a damn wall. The harsh scent of bleach and hand sanitizer immediately assaulted my pathetic omega nose and then like a fucking the memory of it all washed over me.I bolted upright with my breath hitching in a panicked gasp as I ripped the IV line straight out of the back of my hand. “My baby!” I croaked with my sounding voice raw. “Where the hell is my kid?”A nurse immediately rushed in looking stressed. “Whoa, take it easy, Miss! Your baby is perfectly fine. She’s in the nursery getting fed.”I sagged back into the stiff and uncomfortable pillows with a shaky and rattling breath escaping my chest. “I need to leave. Unhook me. Now.”“You can’t just leave,” the nurse sighed, grabbing a clipboard. “You took a hard fall and your blood pressure is a disaster. The man who brought you in? He carried you in here looking like he was ready to murder half the hospital

CHAPTER 4: RoyaltyIlyana's POVI burst out of the hallway with my bare feet skidding on the floor. The front door was completely splintered off its hinges, hanging by one sad bent screw and standing right in the middle of Natasha’s living room looking like a pair of nightmares were Boyce and Sara.Boyce was pressing a bloody and crumpled rag to a nasty gash on the side of his head with his chest heaving with exertion while Sara stood right behind him looking at me like I was a piece of dog shit she’d just scraped off her expensive shoes.“You crazy fucking bitch,” Boyce snarled the second he saw me. “You actually had someone try to kill me?”“That’s not true,” I said, my heart pounding. “I don’t even have the money for a decent cup of coffee let alone a hitman!”“Don’t play dumb with me!” he roared, taking a threatening step forward. “I tracked your scent from the alley. You were playing whore at a luxury hotel and then you send your new sugar daddy to crack my skull open?”I froze w

CHAPTER 6: The Curse’s GripAtlas's POV“What is this?” I growled.My mother stepped into the room behind me right as the words left my mouth with her hands clasped in front of her like she was presenting a gift. She wore that soft smile she always wore when she had something important to say. “Atlas, come here, sweetheart. I made this arrangement just for you.”I stood there, still in the doorway, the blood curse pulsing under my skin like it always did before it took over.“Arrangement? For what?” I asked. She moved closer, her steps light. “Laila is the best in the whole territory and she knows exactly how to take care of a man like you. Different ways, Atlas. She’ll make it easy. You’ll feel so much better afterward.”I shook my head, the movement quick and sharp. “No. I don’t need this. I’m walking out right now.”I turned and left the room but she followed me in three quick steps and grabbed my hand with her fingers warm and tight around mine. I didn’t pull away. The rage was

CHAPTER 8: Monsters At The PalaceIlyana’s POVThe roar rattled my teeth and sent a nasty vibration straight down my spine. Every single survival instinct I possessed screamed at me to turn around and sprint for the exit. I tightened my grip on Jasmine and prepared to bolt in the opposite direction.But a strange sensation anchored my feet to the floor. My inner wolf, usually a pathetic and silent passenger in my mind who hid from loud noises, suddenly woke up. She paced behind my ribs, buzzing with a reckless energy and practically dragged my curiosity toward the danger.“We should run, right?” I whispered to my crying daughter, patting her back. “Normal people run away from the screaming. We are going to leave right now.”Despite my own sound advice, my legs moved forward as I followed the curve of the corridor, drawn toward the shouting and the chaos echoing from the west wing. More guards rushed past me, their boots stomping loudly against the floor as they completely ignored my p

CHAPTER 10: The Queen’s SecretIlyana’s POVI pushed open the door to the apartment and stepped inside with Jasmine balanced on my hip. Natasha launched herself off the sofa and threw her arms around us in a tight squeeze, knocking my bag off my shoulder.“You are alive,” Natasha breathed out, stepping back to inspect my face. “The news is going crazy about a demon wolf tearing up the west wing and I have been calling your phone for an hour.”“My phone died on the way over,” I said, gesturing toward the hallway. “And I brought company with me.”A palace guard stepped into the living room with two uniformed women trailing right behind him. Natasha stared at the armed man and pulled her robe tighter around her waist.“What the hell is going on?” Natasha demanded, pointing at the soldier. “Why is there a royal guard standing in my kitchen?”“I got a promotion,” I explained, setting Jasmine down on her playmat. “The Queen offered me a room at the palace and I accepted it.”“Are you out of