Semua Bab Surrogate Bride To The Alpha Stand-in: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Warning: This chapter contains R-rated content and potentially triggering material. Reader discretion is advised. If you find such themes distressing, feel free to skip this section.“Come in,” Selena instructed, her voice calm yet firm. “See that he is given something to drink.”The maid curtsied and left the room.Selena turned her gaze back to Cedric. “I am inclined to believe you—not because of the Alpha’s name, but because you have shown some measure of truth. Yet I remain doubtful because of your claim to hail from the Shadow Fang Pack. My Alpha considers your kind an enemy, and I see no reason to trust that he would send you here. Speak plainly—how did you truly come to possess this seal?”Cedric gave a low chuckle just as the maid returned with a cup of wine.“Leave us,” Selena ordered.The maid obeyed without question, bowing deeply before departing.Alone now, Selena folded her hands in her lap, her eyes never leaving Cedric’s face.“You live up to your reputation,” Cedric s

A night past.Within the castle of the witches' clan, Kara paced the chamber, her fingers trembling with barely restrained fury.That treacherous wretch—her own friend—had taken up with her husband, and she, the rightful wife, was left to seethe in silence.What was her mother planning? Why was it taking so long?"Why have you not touched your meal?" her aunt inquired as she entered, the maid trailing behind—the same girl Kara had dismissed upon arriving."I've no appetite," she snapped."Foolish girl. We do not waste away over a husband's whore. Nay, we welcome them if it serves our purpose. Stop this sulking and come eat.""I should sit at table while my hands itch to tear that harlot apart?"Her aunt sighed, stepping forward to rest a firm hand upon her shoulder."Your mother is handling it, that much I am certain. You know the woman she is."Kara wet her lips, bitterness sharp on her tongue. "My mother tells me nothing. Explain to me how my own husband took my handmaiden to his be

"How long has she been thus?" Lena inquired the moment they stepped beyond the chamber."Two nights past," came the reply."And how long shall she remain so?"Dylia pondered for a moment before speaking. "That, I cannot say. You see, Milicent was not merely wronged in body—she was stripped of her dignity, her very spirit wounded. Such a loss cannot be mended with time alone.""Then what must be done to aid her?"Silence fell between them.At length, Dylia spoke again. "Has she kin? A beloved, perchance?""I know not," Lena admitted."In such a case, we must seek one who holds her dear. If she knows there is one who awaits her, one who has not abandoned her, it may give her reason to return to us. Yet, I cannot promise she shall ever be as she was."Lena exhaled softly, nodding. "So be it." Then, after a brief pause, she lowered her voice. "There is another matter I must speak of."Dylia regarded her in silence."Come with me," Lena urged, stepping away, beyond the hearing of Cedric wi

Within the Depths of Darius’s MindIn a realm locked within Darius’s mind, he drifted through a place he never wished to leave—a haven his own thoughts had crafted. A simple life in a beautiful house, untouched by duty or war. A life with his beloved.“You’re too gracious, my lord,” Antara said softly, a smile gracing her lips as she looked down at him.His eyes fluttered open, heavy with weariness. “And yet, here I am... again.”“What are you doing here, anyway? Do you not have responsibilities to attend to as always?” she asked, rising to her feet and walking toward the window. Her gaze lingered on the world beyond, though her heart remained behind.“The duties I hold cannot compare to what I hold with you, Tara,” he replied. He rose from the bed, crossed the room, and wrapped his arms around her waist. His head dipped to her neck, inhaling her scent—familiar, calming, maddening.“You’ve been so occupied that you forget me, my lord. I am growing angry with you,” she said, and he kne

"A Lycan what?" she scoffed, brows drawn. "There are no such beings."“There are truths you have not yet been shown—truths long buried, swept beneath the dust of centuries,” he replied solemnly. “To answer your question: Lycans are real. Some call us beasts, others name us higher wolves, for we are akin to them in form, yet greater in strength and spirit. And you, my dear, are one of us. Do you remember what I told you that night?”She shook her head slowly. “You said a great deal.”“I told you never to reveal what you are to the wolves,” he said, voice low and steady. “They would not hesitate to slay you should they discover the truth. That is why your wolf has remained dormant since the hour of your birth. The mark you bear, which mirrors mine, was not given in vain—it was etched upon you to restrain your transformation. It was meant to shield you, not harm you.”The weight of his words pressed heavily upon her. She took a step back, her gaze shifting to the silver chains that boun