Semua Bab The Alpha's Rejection, The King's Obsession : Bab 101 - Bab 110

ElianaThe voices of doubt grew louder, a deafening chorus that echoed through my mind. "You'll never be able to do it," they screamed. "You'll never be good enough."I felt like I was shrinking, dwindling away to nothing. My confidence was eroding, worn away by the constant barrage of negative thoughts.I couldn't escape the feeling that I was trapped in a never-ending cycle of self-doubt. Every step forward was met with two steps back, every small victory overshadowed by a crushing defeat.The world seemed like a daunting, overwhelming place. Every challenge loomed large, every obstacle seemed insurmountable. I felt like I was standing at the foot of a towering mountain, with no hope of ever reaching the top.‘I wasn’t capable of…’The words trailed off, lost in the depths of my own self-doubt. "I wasn't capable of..." What? Of succeeding? Of achieving my dreams? Of being loved?The uncertainty was suffocating, a heavy fog that shrouded my mind and obscured my vision. I felt like I

AXELI watched the scene unfolding before me with a mix of disgust and anger, Herald's cowardice and her feigned pain starkly evident.I wasn't buying any of it – I knew both of them were putting on an act. Herald's nervousness and her fake shame weren't fooling me for a second.She'd been in cahoots with her father just days ago, and now she expected me to believe she was some kind of victim? Please. I wasn't born yesterday. Did she really think I was that gullible, that naive? It was insulting.My anger simmered, but it wasn't mostly directed at her – it was the self-proclaimed pack elder who had the guts to tell me he bought someone.The man's blatant disregard for honour and decency made my skin crawl.I took a menacing step closer, my voice dropping to a low growl. "Do you want to lose your position as an elder in this pack?" I snarled, my eyes blazing with fury. He met my gaze, attempting to conjure up a pitiful expression, but it only made me more disgusted. The man had no sham

ElianaHis words hung in the air, and the tension I thought was dissipating increased. "You don't have to worry, I don't care about your personal business," he said, his tone calm and collected, yet laced with a hint of defiance. My heart skipped a beat as I tried to decipher his true intentions. Was he genuinely uninterested in my personal life, or was he just saying it to placate me, to ease the tension that had been building between us? Or perhaps, he was speaking those words out loud, more to convince himself than me, a way to shield himself from the effects of his own anger and frustration. The uncertainty swirled inside me, making my mind race with questions. Did he truly mean what he said, or was it just a momentary lapse of emotion, a reaction to the heated moment we shared? I searched his eyes for answers, but they seemed to hold a million secrets, leaving me wondering if I'd ever truly understand what lay behind his words.I tried apologizing again, hoping that my words woul

ELIANAI yanked my attention back to Axel, trying to shake off the haunting image of the woman's sorrowful face. My mind, however, lingered on the painting, wondering about its significance and the story behind it. I forced myself to focus on Axel, his irritated expression a stark contrast to the emotions the painting had stirred within me.The scent that filled the room was unmistakably his, a familiar and comforting aroma that seemed to envelop me. Despite the palpable tension that hung in the air, the familiarity of his presence was a balm to my senses, making me feel like I was exactly where I was meant to be. The combination of his scent and the tension created a sense of anticipation, like the calm before a storm.The anger and irritation still simmered beneath the surface of his expression, but he managed to temper it slightly as he posed the questions. His voice was low and even, yet laced with a hint of accusation. "Why did your father call you back, and why did you marry

ELIANAAs he spoke, each word felt like a weight dropping into the depths of my soul, making my heart sink further with every passing moment. The stern expression on his face was a mask, one that revealed nothing, not even a glimmer of empathy. I had expected...more. I had hoped that he would listen, that he would care about the stories I'd shared, about the pain my father had inflicted upon me. But his indifference was a cold, harsh reality. He didn't seem to care that I'd been treated like a slave, that my life had been one of servitude and hardship. The words he spoke were simple, yet they cut deep, piercing my already wounded heart like knives. "I will do as you say, Alpha. We don't know each other, and I only work for you." I spoke the words, but they felt like ash in my mouth, bitter and hollow.His words hung in the air, a subtle warning that seemed to vibrate with unspoken consequences. "You wouldn't want to do otherwise," he said, his tone low and even, yet somehow menacin