All Chapters of The Cursed Alpha and His Wolfless Mate: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“You saved me,” I said softly, standing awkwardly by the edge of the hospital bed where Alpha Kaidon lay. His eyes were half-lidded but alert, his breathing steady. The bruises had faded from his chest, and the wounds that had once scared me looked less terrifying now. Still, I didn’t dare come closer unless he asked me to. “You saved me,” I repeated, fidgeting with the hem of my dress. “A wolf… it came at me from behind. You were already in your wolf form, but you turned and fought it off. You killed it.” He didn’t say anything at first. He just looked at me with those piercing blue eyes that always made it feel like he could see through me, even when I tried to hide. But this time, something shifted in his eyes… something softer. Was that a smile? I'm guessing. “You told me to run,” I added. “But I stayed.” His brows lifted slightly. “Why?” I blinked, startled by how suddenly his voice cut through the room. “I… what?” “Why didn’t you run when I told you to?” he repeated, vo

“What truth?,” Tabitha asked again, her curiosity heightening. I leaned forward and rested my elbows on the desk. “You know why I called you here?” She gave a small shrug. “Honestly, I don’t. You're making me worry, Kaidon,” she added swiftly. I watched her for a second. “You sure about that?” She blinked. “Is this ‘truth’ about Kaidon?” “It is, but not just Kaidon. This is about the lie you told. The accusation. And the person who told you to do it.” Tabitha dropped her gaze. “Drake.” “Drake,” I echoed, nodding. “I need to know if what you told me the other day… what you whispered to me, scared out of your mind… is true. Don't lie to me” Her hands tightened. “I told you it was.” “I know, but I want to hear it again. Here… in this room, without anyone eavesdropping. Just you and me.” I folded my hands together. “So I’ll ask one more time, and I want you to say it clearly. Did Kaidon rape you as you accused him of?” She looked up slowly. “He didn't.” I leaned back in my chai

I drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily on the edge of the window. The road ahead was quiet… too quiet for this early in the evening… but I didn’t mind. Silence has become my favorite companion since I heard what happened… Not the silence of pain… I couldn’t stop grinning. Kaidon was sick, and it was not just a fever or one of those minor alpha headaches. Nah, this one was big. My guy at the pack house said the doctors had no idea what was wrong with him. He said it like he was scared, like the Alpha might not make it. Music to my ears. I pressed harder on the gas, excitement bubbling up inside me like a storm. Kaidon, the mighty Alpha of Moonstone, was finally out of the way. All those years standing in his shadow, watching him bark orders like he was a god, treating me like a beta in title but a dog in truth… it was finally over. I didn’t need Alpha Kris anymore. That plan with Tabitha? Whatever it was… too messy, too slow. I was done waiting. I grabbed

The wind howled like a wounded beast as I stood in the middle of the old car pack, surrounded by shadows. It was almost midnight. The moon hung above us, big and full, casting an eerie glow over the broken down vehicles scattered like bones of a forgotten past. My boots crunched on gravel as I paced, eyes darting between the loyal wolves that had answered my call. Every one of them was strong, brutal, loyal to the end… the kind of wolves who wouldn’t ask too many questions. The kind I needed. “I made a mistake,” I began, voice low but steady, “a stupid mistake I shouldn’t have made.” The others shifted, glancing at each other. No one said a word. They just listened. “I should’ve made sure Clarkson was dead,” I said through clenched teeth, balling my fists. “I thought I killed him. I watched him bleed. I watched him stop breathing.” One of them… Boro, I think… stepped forward slightly, eyes narrowed. “But you didn’t?” “No,” I hissed. “He’s alive.” A growl rippled through the gro

I knew Drake too well to trust him. If the bastard said he was coming alone, then best believe he was bringing backup. Probably three or four wolves, maybe even more, hidden in the shadows like cowards. That was how he operated… strike from behind, twist the knife, and smile like he had nothing to do with it. I wasn’t stupid. I paced around the dusty cabin I had found just off the edge of Redhill Forest, checking my phone again for any missed calls. The place smelled of moss, pine, and old wood, and I hadn’t been here in years. The last time was when I was still loyal to Drake. Back when I still believed in our so-called brotherhood. Idiot. I ran a hand through my hair and sat on the splintered bench outside. The sky was dark, a deep inky black, save for the bright full moon hovering over the trees like it was watching everything. Fitting. I took a breath and dialed a number I hadn’t touched in years. Keenan Brooks. We hadn’t spoken in what… three, four years? I heard he had mov