บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha King's Hated Mate : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The doors clicked shut behind me with a soft finality as I stepped into my chambers. The silence wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket, thick with the weight of the choices I’d made and the emotions I refused to name. I exhaled slowly, loosening the top button of my shirt as I walked further in. The moonlight filtered in through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. The fire in the hearth had died down to glowing embers, but it was enough to chase the chill from the room. And then I saw her. Raven. Curled up on the edge of the bed like a soft, sleeping flame. My breath caught. For a moment, I just stood there, unmoving. Watching. Her black hair cascaded over her face, a silken curtain that rose and fell with every quiet breath she took. She looked so peaceful. So untouched by the storm raging inside me. My heart slammed against my ribcage with a violence I couldn’t explain. I placed a hand on my chest, pressing down as if I could force the traitorous r

The second Matteo’s words echoed in my head, I was already on my feet. I didn't even process Raven's startled gasp as I shoved myself off the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold floor with urgency. My heart hammered in my chest like a war drum as I strode across the room, every nerve on high alert. Behind me, I heard her scramble after me. "Xander! Wait! What did he say?" Raven called. "Stay here," I ordered without looking back. "Like hell I will," she snapped, her footsteps fast behind me. I threw the doors open and stormed down the hallway. I didn’t care if my people saw me shirtless or if Raven was right on my heels. Matteo’s voice had held something in it—a kind of sharp, rare urgency that made my blood run cold. Laura Roman. The name repeated in my mind like a haunting whisper. We descended the stairs, her breath brushing just behind me as she kept pace. I should have stopped her, forced her to go back, but my mind was already spiraling. What if this was it? What if thi

The growl came again—closer now, deeper, vibrating through my bones like a warning from the mountain itself. Matteo’s hand didn’t waver on his weapon, and I felt the heat of his focus beside me. But it was him—him—who stepped instinctively in front of me like I was some fragile thing. I hated that. And yet, I didn’t push him away. Not yet. Then it happened. From the tree line, something moved. A shape—massive, sleek, and black as sin—slunk forward from the shadows. Its eyes were glowing, low and golden like burning coals, and its teeth—goddess, those teeth—jutted from its mouth in jagged angles that made my stomach twist. It was just a wild wolf. But from the look of things, it wasn't here to play. It stood like a protector. Bold and brave. It was death wrapped in fur and malice. Its growl didn’t stop. It rumbled, cracked, and snarled, like it was barely holding back the urge to tear us apart. Although it wouldn't take a second to kill it, but we didn't. Matteo took a

The silence stretched like a blade between us. Every second ticked by heavier than the last. I could feel the air thickening, pressing down on my lungs, squeezing until I wasn’t sure I could take another breath. Laura’s eyes never left mine. Ronan, the wolf by the door, stood stiff and silent, ears pinned back like he sensed a storm about to hit. The book sat between us on the table like a loaded weapon, humming with something old—something I didn’t understand.And I—I stood there, frozen, wishing I could vanish."Shift," Laura said again. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a weight I couldn’t ignore.I took a step back. My hands clenching tightly beside me."I can’t," I whispered, heart pounding like war drums in my chest.She laughed.It was low, disbelieving, almost mocking. Her eyes narrowed, glowing faintly. "Don’t lie to me, girl. I can feel your wolf. She’s strong—fierce. You’ve been hiding her. Why? What are you afraid of?"My mouth went dry.I didn’t answer. Couldn’t.Xan

Her lips were soft. Too soft for someone so damn infuriating. She tried to pull away—of course she did—but I wasn’t having it. I deepened the kiss, shoving her back into the cave wall, my hand still firm around her throat. Not tight enough to hurt her. Just enough to remind her she couldn’t always run.“You like to test me, Raven,” I murmured against her mouth, my voice rough.Her eyes blazed like twin storms, and then—just as I expected—she bit my damn lip.Hard.“Fuck,” I growled, jerking back, tasting blood. My thumb swept over my lip, and I let out a dark chuckle. “You really don’t know when to stop.”“I’m not one of your little submissive dogs,” she spat, chest heaving. “I bite back.”“Oh really?,” I said, grabbing her waist and lifting her clean off the floor. She kicked, twisting in my grip. “Put me down, Xander!”“I like you better when you shut up.”Her hand came up to slap me, but I caught her wrist mid-air, pushing her hard into the wall, our bodies flush. Her bare skin ig