Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha King's Bullied Mate: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

- Adriah’s POV -“Please…” I pleaded softly, my voice trembling as it broke through the night air.But the massive black wolf only whimpered in response. It wasn’t a sound of cruelty—it was a sound of helplessness. He didn’t want to let me go. I could feel it through the bond that tied us together, the invisible string that kept pulling us closer even when everything else screamed that we shouldn’t. It was as if his soul was telling mine that this was beyond his control.Yet… I didn’t want to return. I didn’t want to die at the hands of my own mate. If death was destined for me, then I would rather face it in the jaws of rogues than under the cold, merciless gaze of King Jester. The thought alone made my chest ache so painfully that breathing felt like a punishment.Why… why can’t my mate love me the way mates are meant to love? Why can’t he see me the way my heart has already seen him?He has hurt me countless times—broken me, torn pieces of my spirit away—but this bond… this cursed

- Adriah’s POV -Days passed—long, dragging, and unkind. Time in this cell felt like an endless abyss, and I had lost count of how many times I had suffered here. Every hour bled into the next, and I no longer remembered what light looked like.“Adriah…” a soft voice called out to me, and I could feel someone gently shaking my shoulder.But I was too tired to respond. Too weak to even lift my head. My body begged for rest, and all I wanted was to sink into the darkness and never wake again.After the incident at the Red Moon Pack’s arena, the brutal game had been called off—but not my punishment. King Jester had made sure of that. He would not stop until I was broken beyond repair. He wanted me to suffer. He wanted me to beg for death.And honestly… I was close to doing so.Since that day, no one had brought me food. Only water—just enough to keep me alive, not enough to make me live. I was starving, but not for food anymore. I was starving for freedom. For peace. For death.My throat

- Adriah’s POV -“Tell me, Grandma. Are you siding with him?” I asked once again, this time my voice louder, trembling with disbelief and pain.“Oh no, no, Adriah. Don’t say that,” she immediately replied, shaking her head. “I can’t bear watching you being hurt by King Jester. Learn to know Alpha Lerio, I’m sure you will understand.” Her tone was defensive, yet soft—an old woman caught between fear and love.“But Grandma, I don’t want to be mated with anyone else. I don’t want to become a… a mating tool,” I whispered, my voice cracking as tears welled in my eyes. The word tool felt like poison in my mouth, burning my tongue, tearing through my heart.She hugged me tightly again, her arms trembling around my frail body. “And I can’t lose you, Adriah,” she murmured, her voice breaking as she caressed my back in slow, soothing circles. “I will find another way. But right now, Alpha Lerio is in his proper mindset. Try to talk to him. I’m sure he will understand you.” Her tone carried deep

- Adriah’s POV -When I saw King Jester’s brother standing with his back facing us, fear immediately crept into my chest like a cold whisper of dread. My heart started pounding as I stared at the broad figure before me. I was terrified that he might attack me at any moment — that he would lose control the way they said he often did. But even in my fear, I told myself I must be ready. There was no one here I could truly rely on but myself.Still… I couldn’t deny this strange feeling of security knowing that King Jester was standing beside me. Despite the countless times he dared to hurt me, despite the humiliation and pain he made me endure, I didn’t understand why his presence still gave me a faint sense of safety — a feeling I didn’t want to admit even to myself.King Jester suddenly turned to face me, his sharp eyes unreadable.“I’ll leave you here. Learn to know each other,” he said flatly, glancing at his brother who remained silent and still as stone.Before I could respond, he w

- King Jester’s POV -When I saw her pressing the sharp blade of the scissor against her palm, something inside me snapped. It was as if my instincts took full control before my mind could even think. In an instant, I was already holding her hand—gripping it tightly—stopping the blade from piercing her skin.My chest heaved as anger surged through me, though I didn’t even understand why I was this furious. My grip on her hand tightened, ignoring the strange, electric tingles that crawled up my arm from the warmth of her skin.“The hell do you think you’re doing!?” I roared, my voice echoing through the room. “Are you really that desperate to become the Queen Luna of the Red Moon Pack!? You’re despicable—unscrupulous!”I shoved her hand away roughly, disgusted at what she had almost done. “You’ll really do anything just to be Queen, won’t you? Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” I let out a bitter laugh that held no humor—only scorn and disgust.Rage burned inside me like wildfire. My hea