All Chapters of The Tenth Wife of the Beast King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EmilyA collective gasp rippled through the crowd, followed by furious whispering. Everyone knew what happened to the Nightclaw King’s queens. None of them survived.“She had a terrible accident a while ago,” Josh added, his voice smooth and fake as he gestured to my face. “She suffered injuries to her beautiful face. But even with that mark, she is still as precious to us as a rose.”The hypocrisy snapped something inside my brain. The white-hot flame in my chest exploded.I smiled, slowly rising to my feet. The see-through fabric of my dress fluttered in the wind, but I didn’t care. “Thank you, Alpha,” I said, my voice clear and dangerously sweet, hiding the absolute rage pouring through my veins.I turned around, turning my back on the stage to face the hundreds of pack members staring at me.“A gentle, noble Alpha like him...” I mused loudly, my voice carrying across the silent courtyard. “I’m almost jealous of you all. You have such a brave leader.”“What the hell do you think you

Emily“Please!” I finally found my voice, the word tearing out of my raw throat. “Don’t kill me.”“Ha!” he laughed.The sound was deep, vibrating through the cavernous room, and it chilled me to the bone. If I died right here, they won. Josh, Anna, Clara, and my father—they all won. How could I face my mother in the afterlife? How could I rest in peace knowing her killers were still breathing, wearing crowns, and celebrating my ruin?No, I refused to die.But looking at the giant standing tall in front of me, I knew I couldn’t fight. Even if my wolf, Amy, hadn’t been ripped away from me, I wouldn’t stand a chance against this apex predator. In my current state, I was completely useless.“You don’t want to die?” the monster asked, tilting his head.I nodded quickly, my heart hammering against my ribs. “Yes. I don’t want to die.”“So why are you here?”“I had no choice,” I choked out, tears mixing with the dried blood on my cheeks. “I was forced to come here.”“I have seen so many women

Kael“Dispose of her body,” I said, turning my back on the girl’s cold, unmoving form.I knew she could never survive. None of them did. But at least I had let her die, thinking she stood a chance against the draining sacrifice. She wasn’t the first queen to bleed out on my stone floor, and she certainly wouldn’t be the last.I groaned, lifting the silver bowl to my lips. I sipped her blood slowly, savoring the copper warmth as it coated my throat. Goddess, she tasted magnificent. There was a spark in her veins, something fiercely sweet and electric. A small, uncharacteristic part of me actually hoped she was still alive so that I could taste it again.“My King,” a breathless voice called out behind me, shattering the quiet moment.“She…”“She’s what?” I howled, spinning around to glare at the warrior I had ordered to clear the corpse. “Speak!”“She... she is alive, my king!”“Oh?”A dark, twisted sneer tugged at my lips. Alive! My new little blood bag was actually breathing. The shock

Kael“Interesting,” I murmured, a dark chuckle rippling through my chest. “You want to be my queen?”“Yes, my King,” she replied. Her voice didn’t waver, even under the crushing weight of my aura.“Insolence!” Darius roared, slamming a withered, trembling finger in her direction. “You must be losing your mind, girl!”“To think anyone can just claim our queen’s throne,” another elder sneered, leaning forward with disgust dripping from his wrinkled face. “Much less a useless thing who doesn’t even possess a wolf.”A sharp, ragged gasp escaped from behind her veil.I watched her closely. From the moment she had crossed my border, I knew she was wolfless. The hollow space in her soul where a wolf should have been was loud enough to hear. And if I knew, it meant my council members had smelled her deficiency the second she walked through the door.“You dare talk big in front of the King?” the elders began to jeer, their voices overlapping in a chorus of mockery.Her fierce posture cracked. U

Kael“Sandra,” I called out. My voice had dropped to a deadly, flat register, far more terrifying than the shouting from before. “Leave before I make your head leave your shoulders first.”“No!” she shrieked.Her tears mixed with dark mucus, dripping disgustingly onto the polished stone floor. It was a pathetic, repulsive sight.“Sire, I know you are still angry with me because of what I did,” Sandra sobbed, crawling forward a few inches. “I promise you, never again! Just this once, forgive me. Please!”“Can you see that, ugly one?” I murmured, shifting my attention back down to the fragile girl still trapped in my arms. “Everyone in this kingdom would literally kill to become my primary blood bag.”“Not all,” she groaned, her voice tight with raw pain as she clutched her bleeding neck. “I don’t deserve to be treated like this. No… I refuse to be treated like a mere thing.”“Oh?” A slow, cruel smirk pulled at my lips. “A mere thing!”“Yes,” she choked out.I could feel the sharp, jagg