บททั้งหมดของ ALPHA'S CURSED MATE : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The world had stopped. Or maybe it was just me. The shadows that had been so heavy around me—heavy with secrets, with betrayals—grew darker with every passing second. I could feel the tension in my bones, like a storm was about to break, one that I couldn’t control. One that I didn’t want to be a part of. Save me? How could he say that? How could he stand there and tell me he was trying to save me when everything he had done—everything he hadn’t done—had led me to this moment? My father, the man I had trusted, the man who had kept me in the dark for years, was standing in front of me, claiming he was trying to save me. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs were tight, my chest aching as if it were being crushed under the weight of a thousand unspoken truths. And yet, I could hear

The air felt heavy, like the world itself was holding its breath as I stepped back into the clearing, facing the Alphas. The words I had spoken to Reed still echoed in my mind, sharp and unforgiving, but now, it was time to face the consequences. My truth. I had run from it for so long, buried it beneath layers of lies and broken promises. But now, it was all out in the open. And I had no choice but to deal with it. To confront the very reality that had shaped my existence, twisted it into something I didn’t recognize. The Alphas were waiting for me, their expressions a mixture of concern, anger, and something deeper—something that reflected the weight of everything that had come before. Ronan stood at the front, his eyes locked on mine, his jaw tight with barely restrained emotion. Behind him, Kieran, Kael, and Caspian stood in a tense line, each of

The air was thick with tension. The weight of the moment hung between us like a storm cloud, crackling with unspoken words, unfinished battles. We were standing on the edge of something terrible, something irreversible. The packs, divided for so long, were now beginning to stir. Some had already made their choices, their loyalty to the Prophet undeniable. They believed in his vision—the future he promised. And in the same breath, I could feel the others, the ones who hadn’t chosen, shifting uneasily, waiting, watching. They wanted to believe. They wanted something more. Something that didn’t come at the cost of everything they had known. I wasn’t sure how to give it to them. But I knew I had to try. I stood tall, my shoulders squared as I faced the group of rogue Alphas and warriors gathered around me. The ones who had followed me—wh

The moment the Prophet spoke those words—his voice cutting through the tension like a knife—everything shifted. The world around us seemed to tilt, the ground beneath me shaking with the weight of his army. And for the briefest moment, all I could do was stand there, frozen. My heart was pounding in my chest, every instinct screaming at me to act, to move, to do something. But I couldn’t. Not yet. Not while the weight of his words lingered in the air.“You’re not the one who decides the future,” the Prophet had said, his voice smooth and calm, like he was offering a gift instead of a threat. “I do.”And in that moment, I realized that the battle we were about to fight was more than just a physical one. It wasn’t just about bloodshed or power. It was about control. The Prophet had always known the one thing that could destroy me—the one thing that could keep me in line.My fear.I had always known that my bloodline was tied to something far greater than myself. That the Prophecy—his Pr

There’s a moment before every battle—before the fight truly begins—where time seems to slow down. It’s as if the universe itself holds its breath, waiting for something to shift. And then it does.The Prophet’s army was closing in, but I could still hear my own heart pounding in my ears. The weight of the decision I had made hung in the air, suffocating me, but it wasn’t just my decision anymore. I had agreed to be the bait. I had agreed to risk everything for the sake of something bigger than myself.But as the seconds ticked by, the realization settled in that the price I was about to pay might be more than I could handle. I had already lost so much—could I lose more? The fear, the uncertainty, the raw, painful truth of it all gripped me. And yet, there was no turning back.I turned to Ronan, my chest tight with everything I wasn’t saying. I had to fight this war, even if it meant standing alone.“We’re ready,” Ronan said, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. He was stan