All Chapters of The Alpha King's Hated Mate : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

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We're Going Home

The air outside the palace felt heavier than inside.Cold wind brushed against my face as I walked down the stone steps, my boots echoing against the marble. Behind me, the guards followed, dragging her along in chains. The sound of metal scraping against metal made my wolf growl low in my chest.Victoria didn’t make it easy for them. Every step she took was sharp, angry, full of fire. Even with her wrists bound, she still looked like she ruled the night. Her chin was lifted, her eyes locked forward, refusing to look at me.When we reached the car, I opened the door and turned to her.“Get in,” I said quietly.She stopped. Her eyes finally met mine, burning with that same wild defiance that both thrilled and infuriated me.For a moment, neither of us moved. The air between us was thick, charged with everything we couldn’t say here.Then, with a sharp breath, she lifted her chin higher. “You think I’m just going to walk into that car because you said so?”I leaned in slightly, lowering

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

I'm Not Your Prisoner

The room was quiet. Too fucking quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the chains around my wrists. The silver glinted faintly under the dim light, each link pulsing with a strange, faint glow. Every time I tried to break it, it healed itself—like it was alive, mocking me.I closed my eyes and tried again. The air around me shifted, stirring with my power. I whispered the old words under my breath, feeling the energy rise from deep inside me, hot and wild like fire ready to explode——and then, nothing.The light faded, my strength disappeared, and the chains remained, whole and unbroken.I hissed in frustration, slamming my wrists against the bedpost. “Come on!”My voice echoed through the room, but no one answered. Just me, trapped in this stupid, beautiful prison. The walls were made of smooth stone, covered with soft tapestries that did nothing to hide the feeling of being caged.I hated it here.I hated the silence, the smell of wolf, the weight of the bond that kept tugg

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

Don't Fail Me Again

“Mother,” I whispered.The shadows moved again—and then she stepped out.Tall. Beautiful. Terrifying.Her black gown moved like smoke, her long hair glinting like ink under the dim light. Her eyes—sharp and bright as cut glass—locked on me immediately.And then I saw it.That look.Disappointment.It sliced deeper than any blade.Her gaze fell to the silver chains around my wrists. Her lips curled, not in anger, but something worse—disgust.“I sent you on a simple task,” she said, her voice smooth but cold enough to freeze the air. “And you keep failing me.”My heart thudded painfully in my chest. “Mother, I—”She raised her hand, and I fell silent instantly.The pressure of her power filled the room like poison. My throat burned just breathing it in.“I’m sorry, Mother,” I said quickly, lowering my head. My voice shook despite how hard I tried to steady it. “Whatever punishment you give me, I’ll take it.”Her laughter filled the room—soft at first, then sharp and cruel. “Punishment?”

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

Playing Servant

VICTORIA’S POVA soft knock pulled me out of sleep.My eyes flew open with a groan. The room was dim, the light barely slipping through the curtains. My head felt heavy, like I’d been dragged under a deep spell. I didn’t even remember falling asleep. One moment I’d been staring at the chains around my wrists, trying not to think about my mother’s voice echoing in the room… and the next, darkness had swallowed me.The knock came again, gentle but firm.I swallowed, my throat dry. “Come in,” I whispered.The door opened—and there he was.Dante.His tall figure filled the doorway, his presence warming the cold air instantly. For a second, I almost rolled my eyes at him like I always did. It was instinct at this point. Annoyance. Defense. Habit.But then I remembered.I had to play nice.I had to make him fall in love with me.My mother’s words tightened around my heart like a vise.Dante stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. In his hands was a silver tray with food—bread, e

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

There's No Man Like Him

"You’ve got to be kidding me.”The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. My voice came out sharp and full of disbelief, and honestly, I didn’t even try to hide it. I sat there on the bed, staring at Dante like he’d suddenly grown two heads.He didn’t even flinch.“Nope,” he said, popping the ‘p’ like this was the most normal conversation in the world. “Not kidding.”My jaw dropped. “You want to… bathe me?”“Yes,” he said calmly.“Why?!”He shrugged, looking annoyingly relaxed. “I would ask a maid to help you, but…” He gave a small wince. “Everyone is scared of you. Kind of.”I scoffed loudly. “Oh, please.”“It’s true,” he said, not even bothering to sugarcoat it. “You glare at them like you’re plotting murder.”“I am plotting murder,” I muttered.He didn’t disagree. He just covered his nose dramatically and said, “Also… you stink.”I stared at him, stunned. “What?!”He nodded seriously, putting more force behind his voice. “You stink, wild cat.”My mouth fell open. “You

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

Can't Stop Smiling

DANTE’S POVThe door clicked shut behind me, and the moment it did, I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. My back pressed against the wood, my palm landing flat on my chest like I needed to feel my own heartbeat to believe it was real.Goddess.She was on the other side of this door.My mate.Mine.For years I’d imagined what it would feel like, what she would be like, how I would treat her once the Moon Goddess finally stopped playing games and gave me what every alpha longed for.But I never imagined… this.I never imagined her.Wild, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell—but soft, too. Too soft under all that fire. When I washed her hair, the moment she closed her eyes… I swear something inside me dropped to its knees.She trusted me for a second.It wasn’t much, but it was everything.I felt my lips tug into a smile I couldn’t stop even if I tried. I pressed my head gently against the door and breathed out, still feeling the warmth of her skin on my hands, still hearing h

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

I Don't Need Your Advice

DANTE’S POVI pushed open the heavy doors and stepped into the meeting room. The air was thick with tension before I even reached the head of the table. The elders were already there, sitting in their usual places, their eyes flicking toward me with thinly veiled suspicion. The murmurs died the moment my presence filled the room.When I reached the head of the table, I sat down slowly, deliberately, letting my presence fill the space. My fingers rested lightly on the polished wood of the table, but under my skin, my wolf prowled. Always alert. Always ready. But right now, calm worked better than fury. Calm made me dangerous in a way that yelling never could.“Let’s get to it,” I said, voice low and steady. “What’s this meeting for?”The eldest among them, a man with deep lines carved into his face, leaned forward. His gaze was sharp, calculating. He didn’t beat around the bush. That was typical of him. “We can’t accept a witch as your Luna.”The words landed like a blade against my ch

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

Let Me Help You

VICTORIA’S POVLucia walked slightly ahead of me, her steps sharp and precise, like she was marching instead of simply showing someone around. The chains on my wrists clinked softly with every movement, a reminder of my reality… a reminder of my mother… a reminder of why I was here.To kill the Alpha.To kill Dante.Even though every second I spent in this place made that mission feel heavier. Harder. Wrong.Lucia hadn’t said a word since we left the room. Not even a polite “this way.” She just moved quickly, her posture stiff, her energy cold. The pack house was big—too big. Open windows, sunlight spilling everywhere, warm stone walls, polished floors. Beautiful and peaceful. Everything my life wasn’t.Outside, the air was crisp, the kind that made you want to breathe deeper. Birds sang from somewhere high up in the trees. Wolves trained in the distance, their bodies hitting the ground in a practiced rhythm. The smell of pine was strong, clean, alive.But Lucia?She suddenly stopped.

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

You Can Have My Heart

VICTORIA’S POVThe night sky looked like someone had spilled a bucket of black paint across the world and sprinkled a few lazy stars over it. I stared through the window for a long time, my forehead resting lightly against the cold glass. My breath fogged the surface in small bursts.My life had never—never—felt this complicated.For years, things were easy. I was the villain, the bad witch, the one parents warned their children about. My feelings didn’t matter. My heart didn’t matter. The world was simple: I hurt others before they had the chance to hurt me.But now?Now everything felt upside down. Like someone had taken my life, shook it violently, and dumped all the pieces on the floor just to laugh at me.And the biggest, most irritating, most confusing problem of all?Dante.The stupid wolf who was supposed to be my enemy. The wolf I was supposed to kill. The wolf whose heart I was supposed to rip out.The wolf whose heartbeat… worried me.I hated that. Absolutely hated it.Why

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

Proving a Point

Dante’s body felt too heavy in my arms.Too still.Too quiet.My breath came out in sharp, uneven bursts as I held him on the cold floor, my hands shaking so hard I thought my bones might crack. His blood was still warm on my palms, and every second that passed felt like another crack forming in my chest.“Dante,” I whispered, voice breaking. “Come on—open your eyes.”Nothing.His head rested against my shoulder, heavy and motionless, and I swear the world around me stopped moving. The room felt smaller, the walls tighter, like everything was closing in on me at once.I didn’t even think.Magic surged out of me like it had been waiting for years.Not the usual magic I used for tricks, threats, or pretty blue sparks meant to scare people.No.This was deeper. Older. Stronger.Hot power rushed through my veins so fast it stole my breath. It pushed down into my hands, lighting them up in a soft gold glow I hadn’t seen since I was a child.My mother hated this magic.She said healing made

Last Updated : 2025-11-09

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