All Chapters of I don't want you Alpha! : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

KAELIt wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. I stood at the edge of the balcony, hands gripping the rusted railing, eyes fixed on the city below. The night stretched wide, swallowing the streets in its cold embrace. Streetlights flickered, casting long, wavering shadows over empty sidewalks. Tesla. **She** had done this. The destruction. The flames. The bodies left in the aftermath. It didn’t make sense. Not herNot TeslaMy mind replayed the scene over and over, searching for something—**anything**—that could make it make sense. I had seen her standing there. The wreckage spread out before her, smoke curling from the ruins. Her hands trembling. Her breath ragged. And her eyes— God. Those eyesNot hers. Not the ones I knew. They had been darker. Deeper. Something else had been staring back at me. Something wrongI exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down my face. My skin felt cold despite the night’s humid air. Tesla had always been unpredictable.

KAEL The metal bit into my skin. Cold. Tight. Final. I didn’t flinch. Jarek watched me, waiting. Expecting me to resist. To fight. But I didn’t. Not yet. Not when the scroll was still in play. Not when she still needed me. Lina clenched her fists. “This isn’t right.” Jarek chuckled. “It’s more than fair.” His gaze flicked to Henry. “Take your damn scroll and go.” Henry’s expression was unreadable. But he didn’t argue. He couldn’t. Not without risking everything. So he exhaled, turned away, and walked toward the tent. Lina hesitated. Her lips parted like she wanted to speak. To protest. But I shook my head. Go.Her eyes burned with fury, but she swallowed it down. For now. Jarek sighed, tilting his head. “Shame, really.” I didn’t react. Didn’t rise to the bait. I just stared at him. Unblinking. Unmoved. That only made him smirk. “Oh, this is going to be fun.” Henry returned quickly. Too quickly. His steps were sharp. Sti

KAELI couldn't believe my eyes.Tesla.Here.In this hellhole.She stood before me, her chest heaving, eyes wide with a mix of fear and determination."Tesla," I rasped, my voice raw. "What are you doing here?"She swallowed hard, glancing over her shoulder at the chaos outside the cell. "I was being followed," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I didn't know where else to go. I thought I could lose them... but I ran straight into Jarek."Damn it.I clenched my fists, the chains rattling softly. "You shouldn't have come here."She shot me a glare, her fear momentarily replaced by anger. "You think I wanted to? I was trying to survive."I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. "We need to get you out of here."She nodded, her eyes darting around the cell. "How do we get out?"I lifted my wrists, the metal cuffs digging into my skin. "These chains are laced with rosemary. They suppress our abilities."Her face paled. "So, we can't—""Shift," I finished for her. "No enha

Silence stretched between us. The wind rustled through the trees, carrying the lingering scent of fear, blood, and something else—something ancient. Tesla’s breath was uneven beside me. She didn’t speak, didn’t move. Neither did I. Aldric. The name meant nothing to me, but the way he looked at Tesla, the way he *knew* her, made my gut tighten. "You know how to break the bond?" My voice came out sharper than I intended. Aldric tilted his head, studying me with those unnerving golden eyes. "I do." Tesla’s hands curled into fists at her sides. "How?" Aldric exhaled, slow and measured. "Not here. Not now." He turned, motioning toward the trees. "Come with me." I took a step forward, then stopped. Something didn’t feel right. "You expect us to just trust you?" I asked. "After everything?" Aldric’s smirk didn’t reach his eyes. "I expect you to survive. If you stay here, Jarek’s men will be back. And next time, they won’t run." He wasn’t wrong. I glanced at Tesla. Her

Tesla pov The morning air was crisp when I stirred awake, my body reluctant to leave the warmth of the furry blanket wrapped around me. For a moment, I remained still, listening. The soft rustling of leaves outside, the distant sound of birds greeting the dawn, and—voices. I slowly sat up, brushing strands of dark hair from my face. The room smelled of aged wood and faint smoke, remnants of the fire from last night. The bed beneath me was rough but had provided enough comfort to let exhaustion take me. Yawning, I pushed the blanket aside and got to my feet, stretching my arms as I glanced around the small cabin. The place was simple, built for necessity rather than comfort. A wooden table sat in the corner, cluttered with a few items—bowls, a dented kettle, and an old knife. The shelves along the walls held nothing of value, just dusty trinkets and forgotten things. Something about this place felt… frozen in time. I moved toward the door, pushing it open gently. Outsi