All Chapters of The Alpha's Destiny : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Destiny’s povThe silence at the dinner table was heavier than usual. It was just me, Theo, Max, and Maria. The absence of Grayson and Rose was a glaring hole in the room, a tension I couldn't ignore. My mind was a swirling mess of thoughts. I didn't understand what had happened. I had left the library and gone straight to my room, feeling a mixture of anger, hurt, and shame. I had hurt Rose, and I knew it. But a part of me was also angry at her for not understanding. For not understanding my desperation. As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I felt Theo's eyes on me. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't. It was like a physical touch, a warmth that spread through my body, making my heart flutter in my chest. He was just sitting there, a scowl on his face, his eyes fixed on me. I wanted to be mad at him. I wanted to be mad at him for what had happened in my room. Even though I enjoyed him ravaging my body, i wanted to be pissed at him for making me make choices that never put me at e

Chapter Eighty FourDestiny’s povA week had passed since the night Rose had stormed out of the dining room. A week since Theo and I had stood in that room, the air thick with unspoken truths and bitter accusations. The walls of the pack were rebuilt within that time. I wished I could say the same for my relationship with Rose. She was still not speaking to me. And that unnerved me. She was one person I had come to trust in the pack where no one knew me. The one person who had listened to me. We would pass each other in the halls, and she would avert her eyes, her face a mask of cold indifference. It was a punishment far worse than any shouted words.The days had been a confusing mix of quiet peace and a growing, unspoken intimacy. Theo and I had fallen into a strange rhythm, one that revolved around stolen moments and a raw, physical connection. We fucked. And we did so, hard. It was a routine built on the ruins of our argument. The days were filled with the silent tension of ou

Theo’s povThe whiskey burned as it went down, a fire that did nothing to numb the ache in my chest. I had been at the pack house bar for hours, the dim lights and the smell of old wood doing little to soothe the storm raging inside me. My body was a tight knot of pure agony, a torment far worse than any pain the curse had ever inflicted. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place, and I couldn't find a way out.How could the Goddess be this cruel? I had found my mate. The one person meant to make me whole. The one person meant to break the curse. The one person who was supposed to be my other half. And yet, she was also the being I hated with every fiber of my being.A witch. The very thing that had taken my mother from me. The very thing that had caused me to kill my father. The very thing that had made me into the broken, empty shell of a man I was today.I had been so happy. So utterly happy when I was with her. Her touch, her scent, her voice. It was all I ever wanted. All I

Destiny’s povGrief engulfed me at the thought of my parents' death. I still remembered the night they were both burnt alive, not really understanding a thing apart from the fact that my parents were being taken away from me forever. And the fact that I was being left alone in this world.A single tear, a hot, salty thing, rolled down my cheek. And then another. And then another.I didn’t know why I was suddenly feeling intense sadness. Maybe it was the feeling of being utterly alone. Maybe it was the fear. I didn't know. All I knew was that I couldn't stop. I just sat there, in the middle of the garden, my body shaking with a mixture of shame and a hurt so deep it made my eyes sting.I was so consumed by my hurt that I didn't even hear him coming. I didn't even notice he was there until I felt a hand on my shoulder.I turned abruptly to see him, the entirety of him like a god. Theo’s voice was a low, gentle whisper, his eyes glazing with worry. "Are you... okay?"I didn't answer him.

Destiny’s povI woke up to the smell of lavender and the soft feel of a plush bed under my body. Wait. Lavender? Last time I checked, Theo’s room smelled of wood and… him.Confusion filled me as I slowly opened my eyes.More confusion flicked through me as I took in my surroundings. The room I was in was beautiful. It was a perfect mix of old-world charm and modern simplicity.My brow furrowed as I started to sit up.Where the hell was I?When I sat up fully, I noticed that a woman was sitting in a chair beside me.I raised a brow, “Uh… who are you?”She was sitting on a plush black couch, her head tilted to the side as she studied me as if it was her first time seeing a person.The first thing I noticed about her was that her eyes were really dark, the same with her hair. And she definitely was not a werewolf, judging by her distinct smell. I sniffed. She wasn't human either.My gaze slowly raked her figure. There was something about her that gave off a weird, dangerous vibe.I sens