Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Cursed Alpha and His Wolfless Mate: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

I was rinsing the last set of dishes when Mira walked into the kitchen like she had just seen a ghost. Her hands were clenched tightly around her apron, and her steps were unusually heavy. That alone told me something was wrong. Mira was always the cheerful one. Always smiling, always humming, always cracking weird little jokes that made the worst chores easier. Seeing her like that… quiet, eyes darting around, lips pressed tight… set off something in my chest. I quickly wiped my hands and walked toward her, but she beat me to it. “Lila,” she whispered, looking around like someone might be eavesdropping. “Can we talk?” I blinked. “Of course. What’s wrong? You look like you saw something.” She leaned in closer, grabbing my arm lightly. “I’m worried about you.” I frowned. “Me?” “Yes, you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “Why?” I asked, trying not to laugh even though my heart was suddenly picking up pace. “Did something happen?” Mira glanced at the other maids still

I opened my eyes slowly.Everything around me was dark. My head hurt like someone had knocked a rock against it. I blinked again, trying to focus, but it was no use. I couldn't move my hands. Or my feet.Wait.Why couldn’t I move?I looked down and saw ropes… thick, tight, biting into my skin. My wrists were tied to the arms of a wooden chair. My ankles too. Panic gripped me immediately. My heart started pounding so loudly that I could hear it in my ears.What… What was going on?I tried to speak, to scream, but then I realized something else. My mouth was covered too. Something cloth-like. I whimpered into it, hoping someone… anyone… would hear me. But who was I even calling for?Then it hit me.Drake.He'd grabbed me last night when I brought the food to his room. And there was someone else with him. That man… what did Drake call him? Clarkson. Yes. That was it.They had kidnapped me.I struggled harder against the ropes, twisting my wrists, hoping something would give way. But it d

The wind was unusually cold that night. It wasn’t just the air; it was the way it settled into my bones like guilt, like something I couldn’t shake off no matter how many times I told myself I did the right thing. I paced near the edge of the woods, hands stuffed in my jacket pockets, looking around for Clarkson. We had picked this spot because it was far enough from the packhouse and deep enough into the trees that no one would randomly stumble across us. At least, that was the plan. A crunch of leaves made me turn. Clarkson was approaching, hoodie pulled over his head, and something in his eyes didn’t sit right with me. “Well?” I asked, stepping toward him. “It’s done,” he said, voice low. I stared at him. “Done?” I repeated. “You sure?” Clarkson nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out something and tossed it to me. I caught it. My fingers curled around a torn piece of cloth… part of the dress Lila wore that night. It still had a faint scent. Her scent. My chest tig

I had returned to the pack to so much noise and excitement, you'd think it was the Moon Festival. Warriors lined up at the gates, bowing and welcoming me like I had gone to war and returned victorious. Drums, laughter, cheers… it was all a blur to me. My head was somewhere else. I nodded, waved, gave tight-lipped smiles, but I wasn’t really there. Something was off. Something... or someone. I couldn't place it. I tried to ignore the heaviness in my chest, the pounding in my skull. My wolf paced inside me, restless. Agitated. I told myself it was nothing… that I just needed a hot bath, a quiet evening, and sleep. But even in the bath, the silence screamed. And when I lay down on my bed, eyes closed, all I could see was that faceless wolf from my nightmare. The one that ran instead of attacking. And then... Lila's face flashed. I sat up instantly. No. It couldn't be. I shook the thought away. I was just stressed. Overthinking. That was all. By morning, the feeling hadn't gone;

I stormed into my chamber, the rage in me burning hotter than a thousand suns. I didn’t even try to hide it. Let them all see the fire in my eyes. Let them feel it. Let them taste the betrayal on my tongue. Lila. That girl… that little, quiet girl. I treated her better than anyone in this cursed pack. I gave her a place in my home, trusted her with things I wouldn’t even trust my Beta with. And this is how she repays me? I slammed my fist against the wall, and the crack that echoed through the room was like thunder. A piece of stone fell to the floor, shattering… just like the respect I had for her. The councilmen flinched, but none of them dared speak. “Bring the warriors in,” I said to the guard standing by the door. My voice was low but sharp. He nodded quickly and left. A moment later, the warriors stepped in… shoulders straight, eyes alert, waiting for orders. I looked at them, all of them, and I saw confusion in their faces. They didn't understand why I had summoned them al