All Chapters of She's the Alpha : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Raven’s pov. My whole world crumbled at his words. It felt like the ground had been pulled from under me. My chest ached so badly I could hardly breathe. The room spun around me, the walls closing in, and all I could hear was Damien’s voice echoing in my head: You killed Kai.I pressed my palms against my ears, shaking my head over and over as if I could block it out, as if I could erase the truth. My heart was breaking piece by piece, and every breath burned. Tears blurred my vision until everything turned into shapeless shadows.“No… no…” I whispered again, my voice cracking. I couldn’t stop the sobs that tore from my throat. My hands trembled as I clutched at my chest, clawing at my own skin like I could rip the guilt out."No," I cried out, pressing my hand on my mouth. All this time, I have resented Draven and Allen for killing Kai without knowing I was the culprit. Damien let out a sigh. "It always disgusts me each time I see you torn because of that man," he revealed, his vo

Raven's pov The palace was filled with noise. Servants rushed around,carrying trays of food, baskets of flowers, and stacks of gold-rimmed plates. The scent of roasted meat drifted from the kitchens while the guards moved around trying to keep order.Draven’s wife, Lady Helena, stood in the middle of the hall, her sharp eyes darting from one servant to another. She pointed at the curtains with anger.“Those drapes are crooked. Fix them. And the flowers—do they look like they belong in a palace or a cheap market?” she snapped, her voice ringing with disapproval.The servants bowed quickly and adjusted everything in haste. Still, nothing seemed to please her.Draven entered the hall just then, the servants bowed their heads in respect as he walked past them. His eyes swept over the decorations, his face twisting into irritation.“This is unacceptable,” he growled. “This is supposed to be a celebration, not a village feast.”Lady Helena let out a scoff, disbelief etched on her face. “Th

Raven’s POVThe pain was worse than anything I had ever felt. It tore through me like fire, hot and wild, burning everything inside me. My screams echoed through the room, mixing with the frantic voices of the maids running back and forth.Damien was beside me now. His face was pale, his eyes wide with fear. He only stood there, shouting orders to the maids.“Do something! Help her!” he yelled, his voice sharp.One of the maids pressed a damp cloth to my forehead while another held my hand tightly. “Breathe, my lady,” she said, her tone shaky.I tried to breathe, but each breath came out as a broken cry. The pain hit again and again until I thought I would die from it.Something was wrong. I knew it. I have never experienced childbirth or seen one happen but I knew it wasn't this bad. It wasn’t this painful. I looked back at the old woman who was in the room with me earlier. She stood afar with her hands behind her back. Her once gentle demeanor was now a cold one. I shook my head,

Raven’s POV. I woke up to a sound. It wasn’t loud, but it was sharp enough to wake me up from my deep sleep. My eyes fluttered open, blinking weakly as my eyes tried to adjust to the light in the room. Another sound at the window, made my eyes widened as my head snapped in the direction. A man was standing close to my bed. His face was covered with a mask. He was tall, his shadow stretching across the room.Fear shot through me like fire.“Who are you?” I hissed, my voice trembling. I sat up quickly, my fingers reaching for anything I could use as a weapon.But before I could scream or strike, he moved faster. He placed a hand gently but firmly over my lips.“Shh,” he whispered. His voice was low and calm but urgent. “Don’t make a sound.”I froze. My body stiffened, my eyes still locked on the stranger. Who was this man? Why was he here?His eyes — the only part of his face I could see — looked dull. Like a man scared of me and at the same time not scared. He slowly removed hi

Raven's pov. I stood like an animal caught in a trap. My eyes would not leave him at all. My body felt numb, as if my bones had forgotten how to move. He was supposed to be dead — completely dead, his body burnt or displayed at the foot of the Lycan lord's throne. I swallowed hard, my mind traveling back to the day everything went downhill. I still remember everything like it happened just a few seconds ago. The bond snapped, I felt it — although Leslie was not there to confirm it but I wasn't that dumb not to know what happened. Did he break the bond himself? Or did I lose the bond because I lost Leslie? Nah. Damien must have lied to me. That had to be the case. My mouth opened to talk but no words came out. I didn’t know what to say first. Scold him? Welcome him? Either way I'm relieved that I didn't kill him. “You shouldn’t be lying on the floor,” he said. His voice was low and deep. “It’s cold.”Just when I finally found the right words. Or I think were the right words to