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Serve the King

Author: Eustoma Reyna
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-16 17:55:31
The words weren’t a request, they were a command.

Althea stood on slightly shaky legs. Her heart thudded wildly against her chest as she stepped closer, closing the distance between them. Her hands hovered for a second before she reached up and began to undo the clasps on his armor. One by one, she removed the outer layers, careful with every motion.

When her fingers brushed his skin by accident, she felt the heat of him. Althea tried to keep her eyes trained on the clasps and layers of his clothes, but it was impossible not to notice.

Beneath the fabric, Gavriel’s body was carved like it had been shaped from stone. Hard lines, strong muscle, and flawless skin that bore old scars like badges of war. His chest rose and fell steadily, and the heat radiating from him made her feel like her skin was burning just by being close.

He didn’t speak, didn’t blink. He just watched her.

Her fingers fumbled slightly as she tugged at the last piece of his tunic. It slid from his shoulders and droppe
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  • Trapped with the Alpha King   240/242: The First Time

    The sky was still dark when Gavriel stepped into the kitchens of the Archon’s palace of House Aetherion. Dawn had not yet broken. The halls were quiet and Melva nearly jumped when she saw him.“Y–Your Majesty,” she blurted, bowing so quickly she almost knocked the basket in her arms to the floor.Gavriel lifted a hand at once. “No need for that. I was looking for you.”Melva straightened, confusion flickering across her face. “For me, sire?”“Yes.” He glanced toward the long wooden table, already stacked with fresh bread, fruits, and herbs prepared by the night servants. “I need your help.”

  • Trapped with the Alpha King   239/241: Fight For Love

    Zander shook his head the moment he spotted Gavriel and Osman outside. He had been buried under countless responsibilities, and only now did he finally find a moment to check on them again.Gavriel and Osman sat side by side on a stone bench in the side courtyard of the Aetherion mansion, both staring into the bonfire as if it held answers neither of them liked. The flames crackled softly, casting long shadows across the courtyard walls, but neither man spoke.‘They looked… miserable. Love-struck and suffering,’ Zander decided.With a quiet sigh, he beckoned a servant. “Bring a bottle of wine. Two glasses. And whatever snacks you can find,” he said, then added after a brief pause, “Make it quick. They look like they might freeze to death before I get there.”

  • Trapped with the Alpha King   238/240: Control

    Althea stiffened at first, instinctively drawing in a sharp breath. The arms around her were strong, steady, unmistakably protective. Warmth seeped into her back, unfamiliar yet achingly comforting, as though her body recognized what her mind could not. A soft kiss brushed against her bare shoulder, then lingered at the curve of her neck. Her heart skipped, a startled flutter that sent warmth rushing through her veins. Tingling sensations spread across her skin, and she bit gently on her inner cheek to keep herself steady.For reasons she could not quite explain, she liked it. The realization alone made her face heat, warmth blooming into a shy crimson. Thankfully, he could not see her expression at all.Gavriel closed his eyes as he breathed her in, his forehead resting briefly against her damp hair. He had imagined this moment too many times, feared it even more. Having her awake again, warm and breathing in his arms, nearly broke him.“You feel the same,” he murmured, his voice lo

  • Trapped with the Alpha King   237/239: More Than Anything

    Althea’s lips parted as she stared at Melva, her eyes widening while Melva continued to recount the story her memories refused to give back to her.The last thing Althea remembered clearly was preparing to escape with Melva. News had reached them that her father, Cain, had failed in his attempt to usurp the Alpha King’s throne. Panic had followed, urgency and fear to Cain’s household that were left to stay in the pack.Then everything blurred.She remembered Luna Meena’s men dragging her down into the dungeon, the cold stone biting into her skin as the iron door slammed shut. She did not know how long she remained there. Time had dissolved into hunger, darkness, and exhaustion. The last sensation she recalled was dozing off, her body too weak to stay awake any longer.What unsettled her most now was something else entirely.She could not read Melva’s thoughts anymore.Melva noticed her silence and continued gently, her voice steady. “We all lost our abilities, my lady. Our inner wolv

  • Trapped with the Alpha King   236/238: To Earn

    “A husband?” Althea’s voice rose, sharp with disbelief. “No. That can’t be right. Where is my father?”The question hung heavy in the air. Melva stiffened, and for a brief moment, her eyes flicked to Gavriel. He met her gaze, his expression tightening, the unspoken weight of the truth passing between them.Melva turned back to Althea and forced a gentle smile. “Milady… there are many things you need to know, but not all at once. You’ve just awakened. Your body is still weak.”Althea shook her head immediately, strands of her hair brushing against the pillow. “No. Don’t do that,” she said, her tone firm despite her frailty. “Don’t delay it. Tell me now. Where is my father?”Melva hesitated, then reached for her hand. “We will talk. I promise. But first, you must rest. You haven’t eaten yet. Are you hungry?”“No,” Althea replied at once, her grip tightening around Melva’s fingers. “I don’t care about food. I want answers. Now.”The room fell silent again.Melva swallowed and turned towa

  • Trapped with the Alpha King   235/236: Restored

    The branches of the Tree of Life shimmered faintly, as if moonlight itself had settled upon its leaves. Where there had been nothing before, a single small fruit now hung from one of its lower branches. It glowed softly, warm and alive, pulsing with a gentle light that made the air around it feel different, more sacred.Before Gavriel could even stand, footsteps approached.Elior entered the hidden garden, his weathered face lifted toward the tree, eyes shining with quiet awe. The moment he saw the fruit, he dropped to his knees without hesitation.“Praise the Lord Almighty,” the prophet said, his voice thick with reverence.As if responding to his words, the fruit loosened from the branch and fell. It l

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