All Chapters of The Alpha's Replacement Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Returning to her hotel room, Harriet, who was satisfied with her haul, dropped her body directly onto the bed she had not used at all. Harriet lazily took off her dress and tossed it onto the side of the bedside chair. She smiled silly to herself at the thought of Liam's reaction to receiving a gift from her. Would the man wake up without the full moon again? While she was here, was he lonely? Harriet laughed to herself. But slowly, her mind returned to the war that might come, and each of her responsibilities. Harriet closed her eyes. Every tip of her finger touched the soft taste of the white hotel bed sheet. Before entering her dream world, she thought about the West Continent's answer for this continent. And that day, Harriet was haunted by such a long and terrible nightmare. Red flags, rain of ash and sparks of fire. Burnt ground, damp with blood, and gloomy grey skies. It was the image of the great battlefield in Harriet's dream. Yes. Surprisingly, Harriet knew that th

What does it feel like when you fall in love?An optimist would say that love is the most beautiful thing in the world. When you fall in love, you will achieve true happiness. And true love will give true peace of mind, regardless of all the pain that comes with love. And that was true.Everything is right.But we must not deny that the pain that accompanies it is still there and lives with it.Liam stood in the middle of a dark abyss. Below his feet was a shallow river that flowed weakly, with the water barely existing at all.Soon, this river would recede completely, and dry up. Then, there would be no trace of it."Hic-"A small voice echoed across the abyss wall. In the darkness that engulfed Liam, a faint light at the edge of the abyss entered his vision. Liam walked over.“Hic… hic… hic…”Painful sobs came from there.Liam saw a woman standing alone. She looked weak and frail, crying stifled and so pitiful. Seeing that, Liam wanted to approach her. Liam wanted to approach the di

In the Old Duke's room, a young man stood straight facing the old man sitting at his writing desk. Heath glared at the Old Duke who was staring back at him with the same seriousness. This would be the umpteenth time for them to confront each other in this manner. "I will pay you with anything, but please spare my sister from this suffering, Your Grace," said Heath. Suffering. Heath knew how his older sister was. Since childhood, the woman was the light of the lantern that lit his path. Harriet took his little hand gently through the winding road, shielding him from all pain and supporting him through every challenge. Harriet was his parent, his educator and his guide. Harriet was his idol and role model. She was a woman who was far from perfect, and everyone saw her as the most perfect woman in the world. Yet Heath knew Harriet was both. "My sister can go through all the suffering that will come, but Your Grace, I can not approve of it," said Heath. He continued, "You saw her yo

"What will my Madam do after this?" Liam asked after finishing his breakfast. Harriet raised her eyebrows. "Me? Since you woke up, I…” The woman saw Liam shake his head. “Don't decide how to spend your time just because I'm awake. I wanted to know what you usually do when I'm unconscious too," Liam said softly. Harriet blinked once and saw Liam's hand gripping hers on the table. She glanced at Liam's face, which looked pale, but his expression was calm. Was he okay? "Then you must be prepared. My routine is so boring,” Harriet replied warmly. Liam's smile widened as he reached for the glass of water and drank it. Meanwhile, Heath stood up and excused himself with a displeased face. Seeing it made Harriet chuckle. Heath always reacted this way when she was close to someone, male or female. In a way, Heath was even more overprotective than she was towards Heath. Harriet leaned her hand on the table and looked at Liam who was wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. "Come follow me

Liam was so aroused when he saw how focused his wife's face was on finding pleasure over him, as well as feeling her silky walls trying to squeeze him dry. They all made Liam even more tempted to break off the tie on his wrist. Gah... he closed his eyes to control his mounting desire. It felt so tight, wet, and warm inside her. His senses grew thinner with each passing second, with every movement of his wife's lithe hips– Liam wanted a little more… faster… it was not enough– "Oh!" Harriet was surprised when Liam lifted his hips up, in rhythm with the movement of her hips, pressing the innermost part of her. "Milord..." Harriet realized that her moves wouldn't be enough to satisfy Liam at this point. She wasn't a monster who could pound her hips up and down like her husband, and at the same time, she didn't want to give up on seeing how far this man could hold himself. Would he rip the tie that held his hand? Would he take over the reins? Would he push her to the bed and force up