Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha King's Hated Mate : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I kept my head down, gripping the hem of my worn dress as I moved through the crowded pack house, careful to avoid the warriors who stood talking in hushed, eager voices. Today was the annual summit—a day I had dreaded for as long as I can remember. Alpha King Xander Black was coming. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. Everyone knew of him. A warrior without equal. A ruler so feared that even the most hardened Alphas lowered their heads in submission. And the man whose family was destroyed by a betrayal that would forever stain my name. Traitor's daughter. Cursed. Unwanted. The whispers followed me everywhere, the scornful glances, the disgusted sneer. I had learned to live with them. I had learned to be invisible. But today, the weight of their hatred was suffocating. I forced myself to focus on my task, arranging the ceremonial plates on the long banquet table. The Alpha King and his highest warriors would sit here, drinking fine wine and discussing politics—deciding th

Pain.That was the first thing I felt. A sharp, searing pain in my ribs as something—no, someone—kicked me hard in the side. My body jolted awake, my eyes snapping open just in time to see a thick boot retracting."Get up," a deep, gruff voice commanded.Before I could react, rough hands grabbed my arm and yanked me upright. A sharp gasp left my lips as pain flared through my body. My vision swam, but I had no time to recover.The man holding me was massive, his grip like iron as he dragged me forward without an ounce of care. My bare feet scraped against the cold stone floor of the great hall, my body stumbling as I tried to keep up.Then I heard it—whispers, muttered words laced with contempt."Thank the Goddess they're taking the disgrace away.""She doesn’t belong here.""An omega as the King’s mate? A joke."Their words stabbed into me like knives, each one deeper than the last. My heart clenched painfully as realization set in. I wasn’t just leaving—I was being thrown away.And

Pain exploded in my throat as Xander’s grip tightened. My body convulsed against the silver chains holding me in place, the metal searing into my wrists like molten fire. My legs kicked out, but it was useless—he had me trapped, completely at his mercy.A shiver ran down my spine as I caught sight of his eyes.They were changing.The silver hue darkened, swirling like liquid mercury before shifting—burning into an eerie, predatory gold. The moment his wolf surfaced, the air thickened, pressing down on me like a physical force.I wasn’t just dealing with Xander anymore.His wolf wanted control.A slow, sinister smile curled his lips as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my skin. My pulse roared in my ears, the primal fear clawing its way through my chest.“I warned you, little omega,” he murmured, his voice deeper now, rougher.Then—Fangs.Sharp, glistening, lethal.I barely had time to suck in a breath before his mouth descended toward my neck. I twisted, thrashing wildly, my

I tried to resist, I tried to fight it but I wasn't strong enough. Because I found myself slowly going down on my knees.No! I fought with my wolf. Please don't be stupid! I growled in my head. We're supposed to be equal. But the whore of a wolf was ready to go down.I was almost face to face with Xander’s cock when I got back control and then I jumped up.“No!" I said and if he was surprised he didn't show it.Before I could say another word, my back hit the wall harshly, almost knocking the breath out of me and the next thing I knew was that Xander held my hands above my head and chained them. I hadn't even noticed there was something like this in this room.“What are you doing?!" I growled in anger as he went to my legs and then spread them apart before chaining them.I was seething with anger but that wasn't any of his business.When he was done with his work he came back up to me as he leaned to my ear.“I'm going to show you what you'll never get. I'm going to torture that body

I sat on my throne, my fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest as my gaze swept across the council members. The room was silent, except for the crackling of the fire burning in the grand hearth. My Beta, Matteo, stood beside me, his posture straight, face blank as ever. He was a man of few words, a silent force that intimidated many, but today, it was not him they feared—it was me.The council members sat stiffly in their chairs, their nervous eyes darting toward one another. I could see the unspoken thoughts written across their faces. They wanted to say something, but the fear of my reaction held them back.Cowards.I leaned back against the throne, my patience wearing thin. I didn’t have time to sit here all day while they played their foolish games of hesitation. “Speak,” I ordered, my voice echoing in the vast chamber.Silence.Then, one man, bolder—or perhaps more foolish—than the rest, rose from his chair. His name was Paulo, one of the older council members, a man who