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Chapter 338 – A Brother’s Goodbye

Author: Kristina Angels
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-29 13:33:07

Eva’s point of view

Breakfast ends with laughter, teasing, and the sort of easy chaos I didn’t realize I’d been starving for. But even with everyone around me, my eyes keep drifting toward Kostas. He laughs with the twins, his hand brushing Carol’s as she whispers something in his ear, and for a moment I see him the way I did when I first arrived here—like a constant. A friend. A brother.

And I know I owe him something. A goodbye, even if we’ll see each other again.

“Kostas?” I say softly as the others begin clearing plates. “Can we talk?”

He glances at me, curious, then nods. “Of course.”

We slip out quietly, leaving the chatter behind. The path to the beach is familiar now—olive trees swaying, the scent of salt and pine mingling in the air. When the sand greets us, it feels like stepping into our own secret world.

“This place,” Kostas says, kicking off his shoes and letting the waves lick at his toes, “I always figured it would be where we’d solve all of life’s problem
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  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 338 – A Brother’s Goodbye

    Eva’s point of view Breakfast ends with laughter, teasing, and the sort of easy chaos I didn’t realize I’d been starving for. But even with everyone around me, my eyes keep drifting toward Kostas. He laughs with the twins, his hand brushing Carol’s as she whispers something in his ear, and for a moment I see him the way I did when I first arrived here—like a constant. A friend. A brother. And I know I owe him something. A goodbye, even if we’ll see each other again. “Kostas?” I say softly as the others begin clearing plates. “Can we talk?” He glances at me, curious, then nods. “Of course.” We slip out quietly, leaving the chatter behind. The path to the beach is familiar now—olive trees swaying, the scent of salt and pine mingling in the air. When the sand greets us, it feels like stepping into our own secret world. “This place,” Kostas says, kicking off his shoes and letting the waves lick at his toes, “I always figured it would be where we’d solve all of life’s problem

  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 337 – Coming Home

    Eva’s point of view The smell of bread and coffee greets me before I even step into the main house. My heart is a knot in my chest, but I force my feet forward. The memories are still raw, still burning, but they are mine again. And they lead me here. The voices reach me first. Laughter. Teasing. Light, easy tones that feel foreign after so much darkness. Inside, the dining hall is alive with energy. Kostas sits at the far end of the table, his hands flying as he tells a story. The twins are beside him, laughing so hard they nearly fall off their chairs. Carol leans into him with bright eyes, while Lily shakes her head in mock despair. Across the table, Paris , Kanella, Nikos and Kristina sip their coffee, smiling like proud parents. “Kostas,” Kristina teases, “if you exaggerate any more, they’ll think you’re the one who fought off those rogues single-handed.” Paris smirks. “Knowing my son, he probably believes it.” The table erupts in laughter, Kostas turning red as he

  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 336 – The Gift of Memory

    Eva’s point of view The night is warm, the kind of warmth that clings to your skin and makes the sea smell stronger. After we finish eating, everyone drifts toward the guest house. Sonia hugs me a little too long, Parker squeezes my hand like he’s afraid to let go, and Theo—he lingers with his eyes on me, like words are caught in his throat. I can’t stay inside. Not with the weight of their stories pressing down on me, whispering truths I don’t remember. So, when the others settle in, I slip away and walk toward the beach. The sand is cool beneath my bare feet, and the waves stretch endlessly, black and silver under the moon. I wrap my arms around myself. “What am I supposed to do, Artemis?” I whisper. “You already know,” she answers softly in my mind. I close my eyes. “I don’t. They’re all looking at me like I should be someone I’m not. I can’t even remember their faces in the stories. I don’t remember saving them. I don’t remember… him.” My hand drifts to my belly. “And

  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 335 – Reminders of Who We Are

    Sonia’s point of view Theo and Eva return to the table, walking slowly, carefully. Their silence presses on the room heavier than the scent of roasted bread and vegetables. Everyone straightens when she enters, their eyes following her like they can’t believe she’s really here. She doesn’t meet anyone’s gaze, just sits stiffly beside Theo, her hand protective over her belly. I slide into the seat next to her, my chest tight with the weight of everything unsaid. “Eva,” I begin, my voice soft, “I know you don’t remember us… but please, trust me. Come back with us. Stay with us.” Her eyes widen a little, but she shakes her head. “I can’t,” she whispers. “I don’t know you. Any of you.” I breathe deep, steadying myself. “Then let me remind you. Seven months ago, when we met, I tried to kill you.” That gets her attention. Her eyes snap toward me, startled. Theo stiffens across the table, but I press on. “I failed. And when I ran, rogues cornered me. I was bleeding out, broken.

  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 334– The Truth I Cannot Tell

    Theo’s point of view Her hand lingers on her belly, mine still covering it. The waves roll softly against the sand, but I can barely hear them. My whole world is the way she looks at me now—confused, searching, fragile. Finally, she says it. “So… if this child is yours… then we must have…” She stops, her cheeks coloring, but her eyes stay sharp. “We must have been together. You and me.” The words slice straight through me. I nod slowly, my throat too tight to speak. She studies me, as though the answer might be written on my face. “Then why did I leave?” I freeze. The air leaves my lungs. The question I’ve dreaded more than any other—spoken aloud, heavy as a stone dropped into still water. Tell her, part of me screams. Tell her the truth, tell her how badly you failed her. But another part knows that truth will shatter her. If she knew what I had done—if she knew that I betrayed her with the imposter wearing her face—it would destroy what little trust she might still

  • The executioner and the Alpha King   Chapter 333– The Weight Between Us

    Theo’s point of view My heart pounds so hard I’m sure she can hear it. I’ve rehearsed the words a thousand times in my head, and yet now that she’s in front of me, I can barely force a breath out. What if she hates me? What if she never forgives me? What if I lose her again? Every instinct screams to stay, to watch from a distance, to let someone else bridge the gap. But I can’t. Not anymore. Not when she’s here, so close, and yet so unreachable. I clear my throat. “Eva… can we talk?” Her gaze lifts to mine, steady but cautious. A small nod, almost imperceptible. That’s all I need. Courage flickers inside me, like a candle trying to burn through the dark. I offer my hand, hesitant, and she takes it without question. We walk in silence. Each step feels heavier than the last, weighted by unspoken words and years of mistakes. The soft crunch of sand beneath our boots is the only sound between us, and I notice her hand resting instinctively on her belly. My chest tightens. S

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