CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE

DARIUS' POV☆■■■☆■■■☆The second Callis muttered the word "trihybrid," something in my chest tightened. Like a wire had been pulled too tight inside me and was about to snap.I pulled her and Anastasia—the healer—into one of the old side chambers in the west wing, the kind barely anyone used anymore. The door groaned as I shut it behind us."Alright, talk. What the hell is a trihybrid?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Callis glanced at Anastasia, then back at me. "It’s... complicated. But if what we’re seeing is true, Emmeline might be descended from Fellbloods."I blinked. "Fellbloods? That some kind of vampire clan?"Callis shook her head. "No. Werewolves. A rare, nearly extinct bloodline. Small stature, unusually fast, natural magic. Their blood was... dangerous. Not in a 'they’re evil' way—just powerful. Most thought they died out centuries ago."Anastasia stepped forward, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her cloak. "The symptoms line up. The accelerated fetal gr

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO

DARIUS' POV☆■■■☆■■■☆The morning air was crisp, the kind that bites at your skin and wakes you up faster than any cup of coffee. I left before the sun had fully risen, the estate still cloaked in shadows. My destination was the outskirts of the territory, where an exiled elder Alpha named Magnus resided. He was known for his extensive research on bloodline anomalies, particularly those considered taboo by the Council. Magnus was a recluse, suspicious of visitors, but when I mentioned Emmeline and the possibility of her carrying traits linked to the extinct werewolves, he agreed to meet. His cabin was nestled deep within the forest, surrounded by ancient trees that seemed to whisper secrets. The structure itself was modest, built from weathered wood and stone, with smoke curling from the chimney. As I approached, the door creaked open, revealing Magnus—a tall, gaunt man with piercing eyes that seemed to look right through you. "You're Darius, " he stated, not asked.I

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE

DARIUS’ POV☆■■■☆■■■☆She looked me dead in the eye and said, “I swear to you, Darius, I didn’t leave this room.”And fuck me, I wanted to believe her. Hell, a big part of me did. But the ripped shirt hanging off her shoulder, the dried blood caked under her fingernails—none of that screamed, ‘I stayed in bed all night reading a goddamn book.’I noticed the dried blood under her nails weren't even hers. My heart sank. I didn't want to alarm her, but I needed answers. "Em, you really don't remember anything from last night?"She shook her head, confusion clouding her features. "No. I... I don't remember leaving the room."I nodded, trying to mask my concern. Maybe it was just a bad dream.But it wasn't. A search party had found a body near the north edge of the estate—one of our guards. His throat was torn open, no sign of struggle, no witnesses. Callis examined Emmeline and suggested that the baby might be influencing her behavior. She theorized that Emmeline's instincts were sh

Last Updated : 2025-05-19

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR

EMMELINE☆■■☆■■☆I hadn’t slept. Not even for a damn minute. I just sat there, staring at my hands like they weren’t mine. Like they could leap up and strangle someone on its own, without warning. The scratches on my arms still stung, raw and real, but it was the blood under my nails that kept me frozen. Not mine. Someone else’s. And I didn’t even know how it got there.Darius had been watching me like I’d break in half if he blinked. It was pissing me off more than it should’ve. I didn’t want his pity. I didn’t want his silence either."Just tell me what the hell happened," I’d asked him again that morning, voice low, shaky, but firm.He’d exhaled hard through his nose, like he was tired of repeating himself. Or maybe tired of lying."Everything’s been handled, Em. You don’t need to worry. You’re safe now."Safe. That word scratched down my spine like nails on a chalkboard."Handled how?" I asked, folding my arms tight against my chest. "I blacked out. I woke up with blood under my n

Last Updated : 2025-05-20

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE

DARIUS’ POV●●●●●●●●●●I brought in two new guards this morning—Weston and Aiden. They were handpicked from the south quadrant. The type trained not to ask questions, not to hesitate when I give an order. I didn’t tell Emmeline. She didn’t need to know. Not yet. But one of them would stand outside her door every second of every damn day. Even while she slept.I hated doing it. Felt like locking her up. But after what happened to that guard... fuck, I couldn’t take another risk.Because the truth is, I don’t think she meant to kill that man. I don’t. But she did. And that scares the shit out of me. Because if she can do that without knowing, without remembering, then what happens the next time someone pisses her off or tries to touch her or startles her in the hallway? What happens when the baby’s instincts kick in stronger than her own?My Emmeline. She wasn’t capable of that—at least, the woman I knew wasn’t. But reality didn’t care what I believed. The truth was, her hands had blood

Last Updated : 2025-05-21

All Chapters of Sold To The Feral Alpha: Chapter 171 - Chapter 175

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONE

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-TWO

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE