All Chapters of Alpha's Second Choice : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

MINE.The possessive growl ripped through the air, a sound raw and unmistakably primal.Jo stiffened, heart hammering in her chest as she turned toward it.Across the grand hall, she locked eyes with the Alpha King.Dante.His gaze burned through the crowd, dark gold eyes smoldering with hunger, with something dangerously close to obsession.If she hadn't known better, Jo would've thought he was about to devour her right there and then.The music kept playing, loud and lively.No one seemed to notice the way the King’s hand had twitched by his side.No one but her.And Olivia.The Queen stood frozen at his side, her beautiful face pale, her manicured hands curling into fists.The hatred radiating from Olivia’s eyes hit Jo like a physical blow.If looks could kill... Jo would have been six feet under.Jo simply turned away.She would not play their game.She would not be their game.She made her way toward where Lucy stood with Caleb, pretending she hadn't just set the King and Queen’s

Lucy watched the exhausted Siren slip out of the ball, her shoulders sagging under the weight of the night.She looked... wrecked.But before Lucy could follow, a familiar sneer cut through the air."What the fuck is she doing here?" Gina. Of course.Lucy barely had time to react before the she-wolf lunged at her, hand swinging for her face.Reflexes sharp from years of surviving Gina’s nonsense — Lucy caught her wrist mid-air, twisting it sharply until Gina cried out."Ouch! Let me go! Someone help! “Her dramatic shrieks were ignored."Keep your pretty hands to yourself," Lucy growled, shoving her aside without ceremony.And with that, she pushed past her lifelong bully and made her way toward the exit, leaving Gina fuming and humiliated.Jayden watched from a distance, arms lazily folded across his chest, silver hair glowing under the moonlight.But there was no fire in his gaze.No heat.Only a dull, bored indifference.Lucy swallowed hard.He knew.He knew Jo was his true mate no

Victor's breath was ragged as he gave a rough command, "Get on top, baby."The pale siren slave obeyed immediately, straddling him without hesitation. Though she shared the same bloodline as his precious Jolene, she was a poor imitation. No one could match Jolene—her intoxicating scent, the fire in her eyes, the way her spirit fought even when chained. She was a breath of life itself. A rare jewel in a world of dust.Victor let his mind drift to Jolene as the girl began to move atop him, slow and eager. He barely registered it when she sheathed him fully, her small hands resting on his chest."Like this, my king?" she asked, her voice dripping with false innocence, breasts proudly presented.Victor merely gave a nod, closing his eyes, surrendering to the fantasy that it was Jolene touching him, riding him.The slave's heart raced as she saw his face, lost in pleasure. Perhaps... perhaps she could change her fate. Perhaps, if she pleased him enough, she would be more than a mere slave.

Sea kingdomSpring in the Sea Kingdom was unlike any season on land. The tides rolled in softer, the ocean’s pulse slowing just enough to cradle life gently. Schools of fish twirled in elegant patterns, dancing beneath shafts of sunbeam that pierced the deep, and corals bloomed in vibrant hues. It was the season of birth, a time of peace and celebration.But when Jolene was born, the palace was silent.Pierce Ledger, King of the Sea, stood unmoving as the midwife announced, "A girl, Your Majesty."A seventh daughter.The king’s face remained unreadable. His jaw clenched, the veins in his temple pulsing. Around him, the court did not dare breathe too loudly. He had prayed for a son, someone to bear his legacy, someone to rule. The Sea Kingdom would never accept a queen. A woman on the throne would invite mockery, vulnerability, war. The Fox King’s brutal slaughter of the Werebear Queen still rang through every court like a warning bell."Wrap her," Pierce ordered coldly. "And never spea

“What was that all about? Don’t tell me you’ve been nibbling enchanted kelp again. You know the ones—green, floaty, and guaranteed to make you hallucinate marriage proposals,” Belial muttered, arching a brow as he leaned against the marble balcony railing.Victor didn’t even flinch. “I was being serious.”Belial scoffed. “Right. Just a spontaneous engagement in the middle of a political gala. Very subtle.”Victor exhaled slowly, letting the smoke from his cigar drift toward the artificial sunrise. “I didn’t plan for it to go like that.”“You never plan for it to go like that. You just improvise your way into chaos and call it strategy,” Belial said.Victor exhaled slowly, letting the smoke from his cigar drift toward the artificial sunrise. “Again, I’m not joking, Belial.”“Could’ve fooled me,” Belial deadpanned. “You just asked for the Sea King’s youngest daughter’s hand. In front of half the realm. Bold move—even for you.”Victor took another drag and sighed. “Whether it’s Jolene or