LOGIN"Althea." I still. I shiver. He says my name like it's sacred, like it's an oath he's swearing. He tilts his head to the side, eyes roaming over my face. "Tell me," he murmurs, "what do you want me to call you?" My eyes slowly meet his, confused by his question. "What do you want to call me?" "I want to call you mine.” *** Althea Gray is a bullied omega who has fought for survival at every turn of her entire life. When she discovers her boyfriend of three years has been cheating on her, heartbreak is the least of her problems. She's been chosen for the deadly Mate Games, a brutal competition where females from all parts of the kingdom, fight for the chance to win the favor and heart of the ruthless Alpha prince. Prince Asher Valebrook is as cold as his ice-blue stare, and he has no interest in love. Althea knows better than to want him, but a reckless one-night stand might seal her fate. Though she and Asher claim to hate each other, the line between love and hate is dangerously thin. With betrayals lurking in every shadow and survival far from guaranteed, Althea must play the game wisely. But in a palace built on blood and lies, winning Asher's heart might be the deadliest challenge of all.
View MoreALTHEAMadeline’s scream pierces through the courtyard, sharp enough to make the soldiers freeze.It echoes against the palace walls, a sound of loss and fury all at once. She falls to her knees beside Aaron’s lifeless body, clutching at his fur, sobbing until her voice breaks.I can’t look away. My hands are shaking, still wrapped around the sword that ended it all.Asher shifts back, his body covered in blood and dirt, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. He walks slowly toward her, his voice calm but firm.“Take her,” he orders, his tone leaving no room for question. “She’s to be sent to the royal prisons. She’ll face judgment for her crimes.”Two guards step forward, gently pulling Madeline away as she screams his name again and again. She doesn’t fight. She just keeps staring at her son’s body, eyes empty.Asher turns to the rest of the soldiers. “Find the council members who were imprisoned,” he says. “Release them. Every single one of them.”They nod and hurry o
ASHERUpon getting to the kingdom, Althea and I spend the next couple of days, finding people who’re still loyal to the crown. He’s had most of my supporters locked up, but they’re some who’re still willing to fight for the crown. And by the third nigh, u finally have a decent number of subjects who’d fight for our cause.We set out on the fourth day. The first sound of morning is the clash of metal.We hit the gates at dawn, our army moving like a storm through the valley. The air is thick with dust and war cries. Arrows whistle through the sky, striking shields and walls. The ground shakes beneath our boots.“Forward!” I shout, my voice lost in the chaos.The men follow without hesitation. The villagers who joined us fight like they’ve waited their whole lives for this day. Every blow, every cry, every breath, it all pushes us closer to the heart of the capital.Althea rides beside me, her bow drawn, her face fierce. The sight of her like that, strong, unflinching, fills me with som
ALTHEAMorning comes softly, pale light spilling through the cracks in the temple walls. The air is cold enough to sting, and for a moment, I stay still, my head resting against Asher’s shoulder, his arm draped over me like a shield. His warmth seeps through the thin fabric of his shirt, steady and grounding, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I let myself breathe.The memory of last night lingers, the hum that filled the air when he pulled the sword from the earth, the faint glow that spread through the cracks in the floor like veins of light. It wasn’t just power that I felt then. It was something alive. Watching. Waiting. Even now, as the dawn creeps across the stone, I can still sense it, pulsing faintly in the air, like the temple itself hasn’t gone back to sleep.Asher stirs beside me, his breath catching as he opens his eyes. For a brief moment, he looks peaceful, younger somehow. But then he sits up, and that calm slips away, replaced by the quiet focus I’ve co
ALTHEAThe sound comes again, closer this time. A sharp crack, like someone stepping on a branch.My breath catches. I don’t move, barely even breathe, my body frozen against Asher’s. He shifts slowly, quietly, his hand brushing mine as he reaches for the dagger strapped to his side. The faint scrape of metal against leather sounds too loud in the stillness.The forest feels alive with shadows. Every rustle of leaves, every whisper of wind sounds like footsteps. I strain my eyes, trying to make out shapes in the darkness.“Asher?” I whisper, my voice barely a breath.He doesn’t answer. His gaze is fixed ahead, his body tense. Then he nods once toward the trees. “Stay here,” he mouths, starting to move.“No,” I whisper, grabbing his sleeve. “I’m coming with you.”He hesitates, his jaw tight, but he doesn’t argue. We move together, careful, slow, each step measured. The cold bites at my skin, and the damp earth muffles our footsteps. My heart pounds so loudly it feels like whoever , or
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