All Chapters of The Alpha King's Accidental Surrogate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Anna’s povI was boiling inside. I could feel my rage rising to heavy heights as I walked out of the room.How could he talk to me like that and treat me like I didn’t matter?I didn’t care as I slammed my heels on the floor and walked loud enough for my heels to echo in the hall.Let them hear. Let them know I was not done.By the time I’d reached the far end of the corridor, my freaking jaw ached from how hard I’d been clenching it. And then I let loose with this… noise. A low growl and grunt that echoed within me.I drew in a breath that came a little too fast. A few servants hurried by, heads down, skirts swishing. I could tell they were wondering what was wrong with me but I didn’t care. I would teach Selene a lesson.Speaking of her, where was she? I wouldn’t go without seeing her.If she thought she could just waltz into this pack, into my place, and stay here without feeling the weight of me breathing down her neck… she was wrong.I made my way toward the gardens because that

Selena’s pov A knock came on the door in a subtle way as I knew it was not the guards.With a sigh I went to open it as I saw him standing there. Dante. He has his usual swagger but he just looked tired. “Hey,” he smiled. “Hey,” I said back as I leaned against the door frame to face him. “Are you… okay?”A humorless laugh escaped me. “No. Not really.” I looked down at my feet, at the stupidly plush carpet. “Anna showed up.”Dante’s jaw tightened as he frowned even more. “Yeah. I know the feeling.”My eyes snapped up to his. “What?”“She met me in the throne room. Right after the patrol debrief. In front of half the pack, Sel.” He ran a hand through his dark hair, messing it up. “She had… a lot to say. About my choices. About you.”Now I was about to lose it. “And you just took it? Dante, you’re the Alpha. You could… I don’t know, banish her. Make her leave the territory. Something. Anything.” My voice was getting higher, thinned out by the hurt. “She can’t just talk to you like t

Selene’s pov “Okay,” I said, a whisper that was both a surrender and a promise.“Okay,” he answered, and then he kissed me. The kiss was not soft. It was not sweet. It was fierce and claiming and it held all the words he had not said. It felt like a seal, like a promise tied tight.When we broke apart, my hands were shaking but the cold that had rested in my stomach for a long while had eased. In its place came a small heat, fragile and new.The garden felt quieter after that, like it was listening. The evening smelled of flowers and the water in the fountain sounded small and steady. I had no idea what waited outside those walls. I had no map for the darkness he warned about. But I felt what I had in front of me: a man who would not let me go, who would fight the politics and the old ghosts because of me and our child.For the first time that evening I understood something I had not before. This place was not only safety. It was also belonging. I smiled at him. “I want to go in.

Axel’s povI walked away from him to look out and I saw his loyal men scattered all over the grounds. Dante’s men. Loyal dogs. For now.I muttered, half to myself, “The human’s the main problem. A thorn stuck in the paw. Pull it out, then maybe the paw can heal. But after that… we still have Dante. He won’t just step aside. Some men fall apart from grief. Others… they get dangerous. Hard to predict which way he’ll break.”“That’s true,” he said as he walked to the door and stood there with a hand on the door knob. “The Alpha still has his bond with the pack. Even broken, he’d stand as a figurehead. Some would cling to him no matter what. They’d call his pain noble. They’d gather around him.”I didn’t answer. I just let him chew on it. Silence was good. Silence made men talk more than they wanted.He rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes. “Maybe what the pack needs is not pity. Maybe it needs a firmer hand. A leader who remembers the old ways. Not this soft… nonsense.” His voice crack

Axel’s pov“The texts describe it,” Anna said, her words coming faster now, filled with a panic she was trying to mask as anger. “The texts of the Thanes lineage. I don’t have it. My mother said it was a myth. But Sara… she saw it. On her.”The world tilted slightly. The noisy cafe faded into a dull roar. Selene? The human? It wasn’t possible. It was a mistake. Another gods-damned mistake.I couldn’t stop the slow, calculating smile that spread across my face. This changed everything. This wasn’t a weakness. This was a catastrophe.Anna saw my expression and her face twisted in disgust. “Don’t you dare smile. This is a disaster! If she has the mark…”“If she has the mark,” I interrupted, my mind racing a thousand miles a minute, “then she’s not some hopeless human. She might be a wolf after all. A dormant one, but still… with the strongest bloodline running in her veins.” The irony was so thick I could taste it. Dante’s “mistake” might have accidentally given him the most politically