All Chapters of Morrigan And The Alpha Of The Vile : Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

CELESTE'S POV I fell on the ground, my lungs burning but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. The pressure on my throat was gone but the imprint of his fingers stayed. I slowly looked up at him, his cold unreadable eyes were on me. I had given everything to this man, every laugh,smile, dream and everything was all crushed in his grasp. His expression was unreadable, no regret, nothing just nothing at all. And that broke me. Not the pain I felt or the air struggling to return to my lungs, but the fact that he would never love me again. Never again. The memory hit me hard, uninvited and unstoppable. Zephyr and I lay underneath the stars, his arms wrapped around me so tightly as if letting go would make the world disappear. His voice was quiet and filled with warmth. “I will love you forever,” he'd whispered in my hair. “You're my everything and I will always find my way back to you.” I had believed him, every single word he said I had swallowed up. Now with

ZEPHYR'S POV I had given the command. Me. Morrigan knelt in between my legs trying to comfort me but that just made me feel even worse. I didn't care, I didn't, I really didn't. So why? Why did I feel like a terrible person? Why did I feel sad? “It's ok. I've got you.” Morrigan wrapped her arms around me and placed a kiss on my forehead. That triggered something in me, I bit my lip trying to swallow the sound building up in my chest. A sound I hadn't made since I was a boy. Not when I got injured or when Celeste was mated to someone else. Not even when my parents died. My eyes filled with tears. I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt but the tears still came. I didn't want Morrigan to see me like this, but she was here. I couldn't push her away. I tightly wrapped my arms around her as the tears fell. Why? Why would Celeste do this? Love? She said she loved me, so how could she hurt my people, the people I cared so much about. All those years sleeping with her, was it what g

ZEPHYR'S POV “Is it okay for us to do that?” Ronan asked. “What do you mean by that?” Rick asked, crossing his arms. “They attacked us first, if we don't retaliate other packs that are eying our territory will think that they can attack us anytime they want.” Ronan glared at him before facing me. “Alpha, if we attack the Nightbane pack….if we strike them with the same cruelty they did…then what separates us from them?” “They killed our people. So many of our people died. Lovers,friends, family, even children…… little pups. They all died, killed because of Malakai, so how can we not take revenge.” Rick clenched his fists. “Revenge? By killing people just like what they did, wouldn't that make us monsters just like them.” Ronan said, running a hand through his hair. “Monsters,” he scoffed. “Stop pretending like you're better than us, you're the worst of us. You have killed young pups before so stop acting like a good person….you're not.” Ronan clenched his jaw and fists. “Shu

MORRIGAN'S POV I stood at the edge of the territory nervously chewing my lip. Zephyr had been gone for a while now. Four whole days without him. I had stood in this very spot more times than I'd like to admit, just hoping to see him, smell him. Each passing day without him felt like endless torture. I just prayed and hoped to the goddess that he was safe and sound. On his way home to me. “They will be here soon, right?” Kierra whispered, her right hand supported her lower belly. Her feet were propped up on a small stool. I nodded my head, even though I wasn't too sure. I knew Zephyr was strong, very strong but Malakai used petty tricks. A shift in the breeze. A soft and distant sound. My breath caught in my throat. Kierra placed her feet down before getting up. “They're here.” She said with a huge smile on her face. Wolves and warriors emerged one by one, worn and bruised but alive. My eyes scanned for him. Where was he? “Ronan!” Kierra screeched besides me, happi

MORRIGAN'S POV I didn't think I was going to cry. But the moment I saw the tiny baby cradled in Kierra's arms, tears welled up. The room was warm and filled with many different scents but all I could focus on were the sounds made by the tiny baby. It was so tiny, so fragile, so real. “He's so, so perfect.” I said, voice barely audible. I moved closer, unable to look away. “Do you want to hold him?” Kierra asked, a smile etched on her face. She looked so pale and exhausted. I gulped. “Can I?” She nodded and gently passed the baby to me. It was so small, fragile and very light. I silently watched the tiny baby, his chest moving up and down. My heart squeezed and a smile grew on my face. I lightly tapped the baby's cheek with a single finger and his mouth opened in a sleepy yawn. My heart melted. “Oh goddess,” I blinked at Kierra. “I can't believe he was inside you and now he's here. In my arms.” “You're next.” She gave a tired chuckle. I looked down at my own swollen b