บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King's Hated Mate: บทที่ 311 - บทที่ 320

HAYLEE~~Was I feeling bad for my rash reaction to Lexie’s whole existence?Huh, maybe—who was I kidding? What I felt was more than bad. The more she spoke, the more I realized that I had nothing to be jealous about. After all, she had fought her fair share of battles, and getting to know her mom, our mom, might just be the trophy she had been fighting for.“Don’t be deceived easily, Haylee.” Liya still snarled as she sent that warning into my mind. “Her words mean nothing until you can confirm them. Don’t forget she will be fully prepared to break yours and Aradia’s defenses because she is Richard’s daughter and Allison’s sister. No saint comes out of that family.”Perhaps my wolf was right.But she was leaving out the part where Vivina carried a part of Aradia within her… a part that represented light even though she was related to Richard and Allison.“Just be careful.” Liya pressed.Before I could say a word to my wolf, Vivina continued speaking, tears pouring out of her faster

Princess Allison’s POV ~~“Tell me all I need to know about your younger sister, Lexie.”Those were the last words I expected to hear from Alpha King Xalen. My sister’s name was the last I expected to hear, which is why I failed to hide my surprise.“Lexie?” I breathed out in shock.“Hmm mm.” King Xalen murmured, his gaze fixed on me as if he was trying to see through me or something.Several questions swirled through my fuzzy mind at that moment, but only one made it past my lips: “H-how do you know her?”King Xalen’s gaze locked onto me, his jaw tightening as he leaned forward slightly. “I am asking the questions, Allison,” he said, his voice like a low chime of steel. The weight of his stare pressed down, and a cold shiver snaked down my spine, as if I could feel the threat behind his words.Who was I kidding? I could feel more than his unspoken threats.I swallowed the fear his mere presence was pumping into my soul, trying my best to calm my nerves despite my shaky fingers. “L

HAYLEE~~I didn’t notice my mate’s absence until the next afternoon. Yes, I was that interested in everything Lexie had to say, which was a lot.If I were interested in writing, I would have written more than three books from Lexie’s tales, even though she was just sixteen years old. The only time she stopped talking was when we all fell asleep, and when I say all, I mean Lexie, Aradia, and me.We all spent the night in Aradia’s suite… on the same bed.Although I remember saying goodnight to Roy and Flavia when they left the suite last night, not once did I think about the fact that the kids were alone at home because I believed Xalen was with them.That belief remained until Sophia and Asher ran into the suite that afternoon, yelling, “You left us alone in that big house!”The accusation in their voices was sharp, and so was the hot glare they fixed on the center of my face. I was snapped out of the moment I was having with Lexie and our mom when I heard the familiar voice, and the

HAYLEE~~“We came up with something!”Over the past month, I've heard those words more times than I can count—so many, in fact, that "a couple" no longer feels accurate. Along with it, I've also heard, “We found something!” or “There’s another way!”It has been exactly one month since my loved ones started desperately searching for ways to save me. And in that time, I’ve ridden a rollercoaster of emotions—hope, fear, frustration, and everything in between.This month initially brought a glimmer of hope, but after many unfruitful attempts suggested by my mom, Xalen, and even the Healers, I’ve begun to feel that hope fading. It now seems as though I am destined to remain trapped in this terrifying fate, with no way out in sight.It’s crucial to mention that it has been confirmed that the Crimson sacrifice is real, and yes, since my mom has another child like me, either Lexie or I have to be the sacrificial wolf. Even Aradia, who had made the healers’ building her permanent home, has

HAYLEE~~My heart was pounding, relentless and deafening.It raced uncontrollably, each beat echoing in my ears like a relentless drum. The faster it soared, the louder the sound became, drowning out everything else. Every piece of bad news I received—from people I trusted, people I thought wouldn’t give up on me—caused it to thud harder, as if my chest itself were breaking apart.When I heard that there was no other way, it shattered me more profoundly than words can express.But when my mom muttered to me with the softest voice and eyes, the cool hands of peace gripped my burning heart, putting it to rest in a way that made me sigh out with relief.“... But we will revive you, Nerina. I will revive you—even if I have to die to make your heart beat again.”I didn’t know when I burst into tears or when I began to fall. I didn’t know when my mate got to me and gathered the shattered pieces of me into his arms. I didn’t know when I became a wailing mess, but I did know that relief wa