All Chapters of Alpha King's Caged Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EVELYNAfter a moment of inspection, Leila straightened, her expression grave.“She’s been poisoned. And the toxin seems fast-acting and potent. It should be the sweet she ate—but like Lady Jasmine said, if that were the case, we’d all be dead by now.”“It could’ve been poisoned after she picked it up!” Skyla interjected sharply. Her eyes flicked toward Jessica, who remained frozen in place, her face pale with shock. Skyla’s gaze darkened with accusation. “Her maid! It has to be her! She could’ve hidden the poison beneath her nail and slipped it onto the sweet while Georgina wasn’t paying attention.”Jessica’s eyes widened in horror. She dropped to her knees with a desperate cry..“No! I didn’t! I swear, I would never hurt Lady Georgina! Please, Your Majesty—please believe me!”Cole gave the trembling maid a brief glance, but his dark eyes soon returned to Georgina’s lifeless form. His lips pressed into a hard line. Though his posture remained regal and composed, I noticed the slight h

EVELYNThe palace was enveloped in gloominess the next day, and the overall atmosphere was tense.All five ladies, as informed with the King’s order, were to remain in their own chambers and dine alone. Their food was served by their personal maid and prepared separately by specific cooks， who were meticulously examined and held accountable should any problems arise. The entire kitchen was overseen by a troop of armored guards bearing the Alpha King’s insignia on their chests.Any servant who appeared even remotely suspicious would be arrested and pulled into a synthesized interrogation by the King’s appointed guards, Mr. Barrett, and Flynn.Ridiculous rumors had spread like wildfire among the palace servants, adding to the unease that shrouded the estate.While I was on my way to the kitchen to get breakfast for Leila, I heard a pair of voices just before I turned the corner to leave the Ladies’ wing.“Do you have any idea what happened last night?” one asked, unease tinging her voice

EVELYNThe guard, seemingly realizing Leila’s identity and status at last, widened his eyes in panic and swiftly dipped his head.“My Lady,” he said with reverence. “Please forgive me for my rudeness.”Leila studied the guard and Elsa with a cold frown.“It was indeed very rude of you,” she said. “You just asked for my intention, and now I must know yours.” Her gaze slid to Elsa. “I believe you’re Jasmine’s personal maid, aren’t you? What are you two doing here?”Elsa swallowed and fidgeted with her fingers, casting me a pleading glance—half-ashamed to be caught with a guard, half-expecting me to speak up for her. She knew very well that if Leila chose to, she could inform Mrs. Porter about Elsa’s misbehavior—meeting secretly with a palace guard—and get her expelled from the palace by morning.It was clearly a rendezvous, given their proximity. I wondered if he was the same one whose uniform she had mended and who she had gone on a night date with.While there were no strict rules proh

EVELYNI tripped over a small stool and crashed onto the cold marble floor with a jarring thud. A sharp cry tore from my throat as a pain shot through my ankle. I shifted instinctively to avoid further injury, and when I finally regained my balance, I realized I’d been in the center of Anna’s room.My heart pounded against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the surge of adrenaline. I braced myself for whoever might be inside—Anna, or perhaps her maid. If so, this would be incredibly awkward. But as my gaze swept across the chamber, there was no one in sight.Silence hung heavy in the vast chamber, broken only by my ragged breaths and the dull throbbing in my ankle.I felt a rush of relief. Perhaps it was just a mouse. The weather had been turning cold, and the vile little pests had begun sneaking in again – much to Mrs. Porter’s growing frustration.Gingerly, I probed my injured ankle.It was slightly swollen, but thankfully, the bone wasn’t broken. Annoying, but manageable. With my h

EVELYNEven though every part of me hated the idea of going to see Cole, I followed Flynn down the corridor without complaints. He strode quickly, and I had to lengthen my gait to keep up. The effort brought a sharp pain to my frail ankle, but it wasn’t my place to ask him to slow down or wait for me. Besides, I understood that his speed wasn’t meant to give me a hard time. He was genuinely in a hurry.He stopped briefly at the first group of guards we encountered and instructed them to secure Anna’s room to ensure no one entered or left. He exchanged a few words with another group stationed at the back door toward the royal garden, telling them to search the palace for any suspicious figures, including tunnels and barely used passages.I could tell he was not entirely unaffected by the shock of the incident, but he remained utterly calm and composed while allocating the guards, ensuring everything was brought smoothly under control, and laying out a thorough plan to find the attacker.