บททั้งหมดของ ALPHA’s HEART MY PRISON: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

I felt the strength of Jack’s hands as they gripped my shoulders, steadying me as I rose shakily to my feet. His warm breath ghosted near my ear, quiet but unmistakable. He didn’t let go until he was sure I had regained my balance. Then, without a word, he nudged aside a broken vase with his boot, clearing it from his path.An unsettling silence blanketed the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hilary’s hands tremble as her expression shifted from confidence to unease. She clearly hadn’t expected Jack to return so soon.“And who exactly gave you permission to step foot in my villa?” Jack asked coldly, leaning back into the sofa. His piercing gaze settled on Hilary, his voice calm yet edged with menace.“I… I was just trying to teach that girl a lesson!” Hilary stammered, her indignation barely masking her panic. “Jack, she’s dangerous! After what she tried to do to you, she deserves to be punished—thrown back into the dungeon where she belongs. Why are you still letting her stay

Rose’s Point of View:My mind drifted back to that evening at the elegant restaurant. I clearly remembered disposing of the poison, flushing it down the toilet. The small glass bottle that had contained it—I had tossed it into the trash can in the bathroom. The scene unfolding before me now felt eerily familiar.Yet, something didn’t add up. Jack’s soup had been poisoned. But who was responsible?Hilary was the only one who had overheard Brad’s scheme to poison Jack. She was also the one who had sounded the alarm about the soup. But I hadn’t done it. That left only one possibility—Hilary had poisoned Jack herself. She must have realized that I hadn’t gone through with the plan, and in an effort to frame me, she had taken matters into her own hands.But there was a flaw in her plan. The poison Brad had given me was rare—colorless, tasteless, and incredibly difficult to obtain. Unless she had somehow gotten her hands on the exact same poison, the one she used had to be different.There

Once the truth came to light, a crushing realization hit me—I had been terribly wrong to treat Rose the way I did.The memories of her pleading, her tear-streaked face, and the way she had begged for me to believe her flashed through my mind like a relentless storm. A sharp pang of regret twisted in my chest, guilt bubbling up like molten lava.Why hadn’t I trusted her? Why? Was it simply because she was James’ daughter? That moment, I felt like the most wretched person alive.When the car pulled up in front of the villa, I hesitated. My legs felt impossibly heavy, as if each step toward the door carried the weight of my sins. For the first time in my life, I struggled to move forward.Slowly, I pushed open the door. My breath caught when I saw her—still chained to the bed, the cruel evidence of my distrust binding her in place.Shame burned through me. I couldn’t even meet her gaze as I rushed to free her, my hands trembling as I undid the restraints.She didn’t say a word. But as he

Rose’s point of view:"Ah… As Jack pushed his huge cock into me, I bit my lip in pain.Hearing my painful moan, he froze. Covering my lips and my jaw with kisses, he caressed my neck while he pinched my nipples from time to time. It was only when I finally relaxed, that he began to enter and leave me slowly.Raising my head, I let out small gasps. I could hear Jack’s slightly laborious breathing in my ear. As he bit my collarbone, he opened my legs to penetrate me deeply. I could feel his thick penis rubbing against the walls of my vagina.Having seen my frown of discomfort, Jack slid his hand over my sex before caressing my sensitive knot. Then, he used his index and middle finger to spread my vagina, so that he could sink deeper into me. His hips hit mine, and I could even feel his balls slapping against my ass with every push."Baby...", said Jack in a low and gruff voice, biting my earlobe.He had never called me that, which fuelled my excitement and heart rate.He was so heavy th

Jack’s Point of ViewFor the first time in what felt like an eternity, I woke up to something beautiful. The weight of my past, the shadows that had always loomed over me, seemed momentarily lifted. My mate lay beside me, and for once, everything in my pack was under control. This was the kind of peace I had only known in my dreams.But as I turned to Rose, I noticed something was off. She had been distant since waking up, her expression guarded. She tried to mask it, but I could tell—something was wrong.Was it because she was once a slave? Did she believe that her past would always stand between us?I had offered her the place that was rightfully hers—Luna of the Blue Lagoon Pack.“Damn it, you fool! What are you thinking?” Uriel, my wolf, snarled in frustration. His anger burned through our bond, but for once, I didn’t waver. I had made my decision. Realizing I wouldn’t be swayed, Uriel let out a furious roar inside my mind before falling silent.Rose, on the other hand, simply low