All Chapters of The Alpha King's Hated Mate : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I laid down in bed unable to sleep, I kept turning and turning yet sleep wouldn't come. There was this tightening in my chest and I felt an indescribable sadness hit me from nowhere. I know my life wasn't going the best way but there was nothing at the moment that could make me this sad. I sat up as I rested my back on the headboard. Why did I feel so overwhelmed with emotions? Confusion. Anger. Frustration. What was happening to me? “Why do I feel…” I stopped as my hand quickly went to my mark. That was when the realization dawned on me that the emotions I was feeling might not be mine. Just then I heard a knock on my door and I froze. Who could it be at this time of the night? Dante? No, he wouldn't come to bother me by this time. Xander? He would never knock, he'd just push the door open and enter. The knock came again bringing me out of my thoughts. I quickly climbed out of bed as I walked to the door and tried to listen. I was shocked when a familiar scent hit my nose a

I woke up to the feeling of arms around me, holding onto me tightly. I groaned, slowly peeling my eyes open as I turned my eyes to the body beside me.Raven. Her scent engulfed me like a chain. Calming, yet poisonous.Why did the Moon Goddess have to do this to me? Why? Why give me a mate I was programmed to hate?It could have been any other woman and I would have loved her with all my heart, treat her like a goddess, but it had to be her.I slowly peeled her arms around me not wanting to wake her because I don't even know what I would say to her if she woke up. Will I be the cold bastard or will I be the mate she wants?Why I came here I have no idea, but the moment Adriana started her trouble, I just felt the need for some closure with my mate, whether I hated her or not.I ran my hand through my hair with a sigh. As crazy as that sounds, I had the best sleep of my life since that incident happened.And it's all thanks to the enemy's daughter.I didn't have a nightmare or wake up i

I stood on the balcony, watching them as my hands clenched tightly around the railing until they turned white. My chest was boiling with anger, my eyes filled with fire and I was ready to burn them. Why the fuck does she always try to get attention from any man like an attention seeking whore? My jaw clenched as I stepped forward like I wanted to jump the railing when he touched her hair and put it behind her ear. And she smiled, laughing at something he said. How they fuck are they this close? Acting like some lovers. Dante took her hand in his as he took a flower and fixed it behind her ear and she smiled, linking her arm with his. The sight of them like this made my heart boil with anger. No, it wasn't jealousy. No. I was mad at the fact that she was throwing herself at my cousin. I don't know why he would even be close to someone like her when he clearly knows who her mother is. I feel betrayed by him. She laughed again at something he said and my jaw ticked. What the fuc

“Are you sure about this dress, Dante? It's a little…provocative,” I asked as I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was beautiful, hugging my curves in all the right places, but it left very little to the imagination. It was a deep, sultry red—the color of temptation. The fabric clung to my body like a second skin, dipping low in the front to reveal a teasing amount of cleavage, while the back was entirely open, held together by thin crisscrossing straps that barely did the job. The thigh-high slit revealed a dangerous amount of leg with every step I took, and the satin shimmered under the light like liquid fire. Dante stepped up behind me, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror. “That’s the point,” he said smoothly. “You’ll have every man in that room watching you—and every woman hating you.” He grinned as he tilted his head. “And do you know what that means?" “What?" I asked, “That would have a certain man who claims to hate you boiling," he said with a wicked smirk, “We'

I was making my way to my room when I bumped into someone and immediately, I froze as our eyes met. I felt something tighten in my chest, and the need to just claw into the person's chest was unbearable but I stopped myself. “I'm sorry, I wasn't looking," I said instead as I moved aside for her to pass. She didn't move at first, she kept looking at me like she was looking for something before coming back to her senses and quickly walking away. She turned around to look at me briefly and then she was gone. I stood there looking at where she had been standing and I couldn't help but smirk. Fate just made tonight even better. One of the twenty on my list came to me herself. One of the people who stood there while my parents were being killed. I clenched my hands in anger as my chest boiled. But I calmed myself down. I had to remind myself that fate has brought her straight into my hands and I couldn't mess that up. It seems like I'll be paying someone a visit. She must be here