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Chapter 57

作者: K.A
last update 最終更新日: 2026-03-03 14:16:16

Aria

I felt as though I were drowning.

The house felt stuffy, the air thick, unrelenting, squeezing me down with such force that I literally could not breathe. It made each and every hallway, each step I actually took, seem to make things worse. I couldn't shake it, escape it-the whole thing that I was trapped inside of my own head, being held captive-by my own fears and Dexter.

I didn't even know how to explain it to him, even if he cared or understood. It didn't seem as if he even actually u
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  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 57

    AriaI felt as though I were drowning.The house felt stuffy, the air thick, unrelenting, squeezing me down with such force that I literally could not breathe. It made each and every hallway, each step I actually took, seem to make things worse. I couldn't shake it, escape it-the whole thing that I was trapped inside of my own head, being held captive-by my own fears and Dexter. I didn't even know how to explain it to him, even if he cared or understood. It didn't seem as if he even actually understood me at all; maybe it was just a game to him, but I had to ask. I had to try. "Dexter," I murmured his name through the silence that engulfed the house. Just outside my room, he was leaning comfortably against the wall as though he wasn't doing anything with his life, crossed arms, eyes sharp but unreadable. He tilted his head slightly and looked at me but didn't move, didn't speak. Between us, the silence hung heavy and thick. "I need to get out there," I said, my voice wavering as I

  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 56

    AriaHe didn’t storm in this time.No door slammed. No harsh voice demanding answers I didn’t owe him. No rough fingers reaching for what he wasn’t supposed to touch.He just walked in and sat.I blinked at him from where I sat on the edge of the bed, pillow curled in my lap, heartbeat already braced for another argument. Another shove. Another whisper I’d pretend didn’t make my skin burn.But he didn’t touch me.He didn’t even look angry. Just… tired.Dexter ran a hand through his hair, mussing it up, then leaned forward, forearms resting on his knees like he wasn’t the same man who shoved me against a wall days ago and kissed the air out of my lungs.He stayed like that for a while. Silent. Watching the floor like it had all the answers.“You hate the idea of mates that much?” he asked, voice low, almost casual. Like we were just two people sitting on a lazy afternoon. Like he hadn’t spent weeks fucking with my mind and my body and everything in between.I didn’t answer at first. I

  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 55

    AriaHe came to my room again.After the pack meeting, like fucking clockwork, like I was his routine escape. Shirt sleeves rolled, hair slightly damp, jaw tense. I could smell the faint mix of sweat, cologne, and power. That smell had ruined me more times than I could count.But this time, I didn’t let him touch me.“Dexter—no,” I said, voice firm, body already stiffening the second I heard the click of the door behind him.His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t even pretend to understand the word no.Instead, he took a step forward. Slow, casual, like he had all the time in the world to break down my resolve. “Don’t start with that shit again, Aria.”“I’m serious,” I snapped, backing up.He looked around the room like he owned the fucking walls, like the bed was still warm from the last time we fucked—and honestly, it probably was. My damn sheets hadn’t forgotten him. My body hadn’t either.“You’re married, Dexter.” My words came out shakier than I wanted.“So?” he growled, voice low. “You a

  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 54

    AriaIt was a setup. A well-orchestrated, smug little trap, and I fucking knew it the second I walked into that goddamn room.Sophia had invited me—no, summoned me—to serve drinks at the private dinner the pack was having that night. Warriors, high ranks, a few chosen family members. I wasn’t stupid. I knew what this was. She wanted to parade herself next to Dexter like she’d already won, like the seat beside him meant something permanent. Like I was the fucking outsider now.I didn’t plan on reacting. Not visibly. Not in a way that would give her the satisfaction of knowing she’d gotten under my skin. But the second my eyes locked on Dexter at the far end of the table, something twisted inside me. Not just irritation. Not just jealousy. Something uglier. Something I didn’t want to admit still existed.He looked relaxed, leaned back in his chair, arm thrown casually over the backrest like he owned the room. Which, of course, he did. Sophia sat beside him, clinging to his arm like a le

  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 53

    DexterI should’ve been relieved.Everything was fucking sorted. The engagement was official, the press was eating it up, Sophia was walking around like the Luna she was now, and my mother could finally shut the fuck up.But instead of peace, all I felt was this itch crawling under my skin.Restless. Pissed. Frustrated.And it wasn’t the media, it wasn’t Sophia, and it sure as hell wasn’t my mother’s smug face that had my blood boiling.Every time I caught Aria in the same room as Sophia, smiling politely, saying the right words, acting like none of this shit was burning her from the inside, I wanted to smash something.She was too fucking calm.Too composed.Like she didn’t care. Like she wasn’t watching the man she was mated to get handed over to another woman on a silver fucking platter.It made me want to tear shit apart.What the fuck was she playing at?She’d started this war. She was the one who walked in with that mouth, that fire, that don’t-give-a-damn attitude and flipped m

  • The Cruel Alpha Is My Mate   Chapter 52

    Aria Sophia didn’t waste a fucking second.The wedding was barely over. The scent of wilting flowers still lingered in the corridors, petals crushed into the cracks of the courtyard stone, and already Sophia was parading herself around the packhouse like she owned the damn place. Luna robes. Luna smirk. Luna entitlement. It all clung to her like perfume, choking the air I breathed. Every hallway I turned down, every room I entered—she was there. Like a stain I couldn’t scrub out.I knew it was coming.I had prepared myself for this. For her victory lap. For the backhanded comments dressed in sweet smiles. For the sideways glances. For the whispers that would follow me down the hall like shadows. I knew Sophia. And I knew she wouldn’t be satisfied until I was six feet under or crawling at her feet.Neither was happening."Aria," she said sweetly, appearing at the back of the pack house where I usually sit like a damn storm cloud wrapped in satin. Her hair was curled, pinned up like sh

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