All Chapters of The Alpha King’s Special Mate: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

AXELFather quickly organized a search team for the missing girl as we all wondered what could have happened. Security in this park was tight, ensuring the protection of all pack members, so what could have gone wrong? The Alpha King allowed me to tag along to the girl’s home, where they said her name was Alice. We got there to meet her heartbroken mother, who wouldn’t stop crying, and her father, who was consoling her. “Alpha!” the mother cried and rushed towards him the moment she sighted Father. “Please help me find her. She is my only child.” “That is why I am here—to help you find her.” His voice was soft as he placed his hand on the woman’s shoulder. “I want to ask a few questions, and you must answer sincerely.” She nodded repeatedly. “I will.” “Okay, please have a seat.” He gestured towards a couch before settling on one himself. “When was the last time you saw Alice?” Father asked her. “Last night. She said she was going to visit a friend and would be back befor

AXELOutside the southern borders stood only a few of the northern soldiers—the Silver Crest soldiers, to be precise. The southern soldiers stood guard at their borders, ready to protect their kingdom. Our numbers were no match for theirs. But we weren’t there for war. We were stopped from going into the south, and Father commanded the soldiers not to resist. He then requested to see the southern Alpha King—Silas. We waited nearly two hours before Alpha Silas finally appeared, a heavy crown resting on his head. I couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t too burdensome for him. My father almost never wore his own crown because of how heavy it was. “Has the northern king finally come to submit himself to me?” Silas asked, standing in the midst of his warriors. “You wish!” the northern king spat. “Then have you come for your death? It’s long overdue,” Silas sneered. “My reason for being here is simple. A girl in my pack went missing, and she was spotted here. Once we have her, we’

VIOLETIt was funny how I was about to go on a date with the prince of a kingdom that had nearly gone to war with mine. I knew I should have pushed him away, but deep down, I didn’t want to. I wanted him. I wanted this. Daisy wouldn’t stop teasing me the moment I told her about the date. Choosing what to wear was an extreme sport. My wardrobe was full of clothes, yet nothing seemed right. The entire room was a disaster, littered with the multitude of outfits I had tried on and discarded. “It’s almost time, Violet. You need to pick something already,” Daisy said, exasperated. She had spent the last hour helping me select an outfit, only for me to reject every single one. It was clear she was growing tired of my indecisiveness. “I don’t know what to wear!” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “Well then, should I tell Axel to get a dress for his mate?” she teased, smirking as she prepared to mind-link him. “Snap out of it. No!” I shouted. Daisy laughed but dropped the i

VIOLET The first step was to head to the library and find anything we could on wolf hunters. I vaguely remembered seeing a book about them before, but at the time, I had only skimmed through it since I wasn’t particularly interested. Now, however, the situation had changed, and I regretted not paying closer attention. Hours passed as we flipped through countless pages, searching for even the smallest clue. Despite all our effort, we couldn’t find any information explaining why young she-wolves were the only targets. Many years ago, when wolf hunters were last active, they didn’t discriminate. They captured anyone they could—male or female, young or old, high-ranking or rogue. Then why was this different? Why were only young she-wolves disappearing now? As I absentmindedly turned the pages of another book, a thought crossed my mind. I glanced at Axel and shared it with him. “The girls have all been cloaked, right?” I asked. He nodded. “That was what my dad said.”

VIOLETAfter failing to gather useful information in the south, we decided to move our search to the east. However, the east proved to be even more frustrating than the last location. The people here weren’t just uncooperative; they outright refused to engage with us. Their expressions were cold, their attitudes distant, and they seemed to carry an air of resentment. "Now I see where Emily gets her attitude from. This entire place is full of sadists," Mason joked, and everyone burst out laughing. “What do we do now? We aren’t getting any answers,” I sighed, frustrated. Just then, my phone started ringing, and I looked at the screen to see that it was an unknown number calling. My brows furrowed as I wondered who it could be. “Who is calling?” Axel asked. “I don’t know,” I responded before picking up the call. “Oh, thank goodness, Violet. Your number has not been reachable,” a familiar voice sounded from the other end of the line. “Emmett?” I asked to confirm. “Yes, it’