Semua Bab The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Alora’s POVI sat there on the edge of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. Every second felt like an eternity as I anxiously waited, my mind racing with the uncertainty of what Rune was going to do next. My hands fidgeted in my lap, my fingers tangling together as I tried to steady my breathing. But it was impossible. The tension in the air was suffocating, thick like smoke, and it choked me as I sat there, waiting for him to make his move.The door creaked open, and my breath hitched in my throat as Rune stepped inside. He didn’t say a word, just stood there, staring at me with that cold, unreadable expression on his face. His eyes zeroed in on my belly, the small but unmistakable bump, and I felt my stomach twist with fear. I could see the shift in his gaze, the way his eyes slowly darkened, turning red, the unmistakable sign of his wolf clawing to the surface.He leaned against the doorframe, his posture casual, but I could see the tension coiling beneath his skin. His muscle

Alora’s POV“Are you ever satisfied? If I give you more, will that finally be enough? You’ve taken everything from me, absolutely everything. Why do you still demand more?”I can feel the heat of his body radiating against my back, even though he’s not touching me. That heat stirs something deep inside me, something that makes me press my thighs together in a vain attempt to suppress it.“I didn’t take everything from you, Alora. You just want to believe that because it’s easier to blame me for your mistakes. That doesn’t make it true.”“You dragged me here and ripped me away from my life.”“Correction: I saved you from it.”“First, you think you’re merciful, and now, you believe you’re my savior? You need a serious wake-up call.”His fingers slide over my collarbone, tracing upward until they reach my chin. I stiffen as he lifts it, his lips brushing my ear as he whispers darkly, “Maybe it’s you who needs one.”My chest burns, and I suddenly realize I’ve been holding my breath since

Rune’s POV The moment Ethan mentioned Sienna’s name, my blood boiled. She’s WHAT? Assembling the maids to punish them? For fucking what? I barely listened as he muttered the specifics about her fuming over Alora and me, but my body was already moving. Doesn’t she know that we don’t use that sort of barbaric ritual in this pack? I don’t keep slaves. These girls decided to be maids on their own either to earn money or just to serve their alpha. Why would I punish them? The walk to find her felt like a storm gathering inside me, each step more deliberate than the last. She knew I was back. Knew I wasn’t alone. And she is taking her fury in my maids. The fucking audacity. What does she think will happen after she forces my father and the Elders to let me mate her? I didn’t even fucking mark her and she thinks something is going to happen between us? She should be lucky I was not in my right mind then. She dared –dared– to play her little power games behind my back. I found her in

Rune’s POV As I moved the washcloth over her skin, I saw it—the hurt in her eyes. She tried to hide it, turning her face slightly, but she couldn’t mask the emotions that flickered in her gaze. It wasn’t just the usual stubbornness or defiance that I’d come to expect from Alora. Why did she look at me like that? Like I had wounded her. Like she had the right to feel anything other than what I allowed her to. What right did she have to be hurt? I’d been harsh with her, yes, but that was necessary. I told her the truth, she was here because of the war, because of the danger she posed and the role she would play in preventing it. But still, there was that glimmer of hurt, like I had broken something inside her. Like she expected something more from me. She had no right to feel that way. Not after everything. Didn’t she allow herself to get pregnant by some pathetic fucker? A human, of all things. A weak, useless human who couldn’t even protect her when it mattered, who ran for

Rune’s POVAs I walked back to my room, a sense of dread settled in the pit of my stomach. I had avoided her all day, finding excuses to stay away. The truth was, I didn’t trust myself around her right now. The thought of that child inside her… his child, made my blood boil. How could she have allowed another man to touch what was mine? How could she betray me like that?Opening the door, I stepped inside, and my gaze immediately landed on her. Alora was curled into a ball on the bed, fast asleep. Her face was peaceful, her breathing steady, and she looked so small, vulnerable even, despite everything. Her hair was splayed across the pillow like a dark halo, framing her delicate features. For a moment, she didn’t seem like the woman who had defied me, the woman who now carried another man’s child. She looked like the Alora from years ago, the one who had always been under my watchful eye.I stood there, just watching her, my mind racing. Despite everything, despite the betrayal I f