บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Fated Swap: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Elara The girls lingered by the kitchen doorway, nervously twisting their hands. An awkward silence fell over the room, and Ella and Zoe glanced up at me with uncertainty written across their faces. “Mommy, I thought we were having chicken cutlets…” That word—Mommy—seemed to shift something in

Elara The cold nipped at the edges of the window as I fastened the buttons of my coat, tugging it tighter around my waist. Outside, winter was finally beginning to set in for the year, blanketing the grounds in a layer of frost that shimmered faintly in the pale afternoon light. I glanced at the

Elara The nausea hit the second I opened my eyes the next morning. I barely made it to the bathroom in time, my hands gripping the edge of the toilet as I heaved and my hair sticking to the sweat that was gathering at the nape of my neck. This was the third morning in a row, and it was only a

Sarah set down her spoon with a clatter and reached for her glass of wine. “Moonwolves have been extinct for centuries,” she said idly, swirling her wine around in her glass. “So we thought,” Alaric cut in. “But the powder has been tested thoroughly, and it does contain Moonwolf blood. Which means

Alaric The fire had long since burned down to embers by the time I woke up, the faint glow barely illuminating the dark room. Fat snowflakes drifted lazily through the air outside the window, the glass frosted with white starbursts. Had I really fallen asleep on my office sofa? As I moved to sit