All Chapters of She's the Alpha : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

RAVEN'S POV. I had finished putting Xavier— my son, to sleep. As soon as I laid him down in his crib, and watched him for a minute to make sure he was fast asleep, I let out a sigh of relief. Xavier had spent the last two hours crying non stop. Goodness, they might be little but they do know how to cause a lot of trouble. And how doesn't he get tired.I took a cautious step backwards, then suddenly turned to the crib. I let out a sigh of relief seeing that he was still sleeping. I turned around only for my heart to jump out of my chest. “How is he?” Kai asked, his face calm as if he didn't just scare the daylight out of me. If I wasn't so tired, I would have screamed, which could have woken Xavier up. And gods know I wasn't to go through what I just went through. I closed my eyes with a silent prayer, my fists clenched tightly as I opened them back. “You scared me,” I said through gritted teeth. His eyes darted towards the crib and then back to me. “I'm sorry.”I let out a sigh

AUTHOR'S POV."You'll never win, Damien!" Theodora spat as soon as Damien walked in. The chains at her wrists clinked as she turned her head, eyes bright with fury. "Kai is back. He will come. He will tear you apart."Damien stepped into the light of the torch but stopped at the doorway, watching her. A small smile played on his lips, “You were once my role model," he said, calm as a man who has all the time in the world. “Authoritative. Powerful. And you didn't give a shit.” He walked closer. “And most importantly, you never hesitate to tell people where they belong. I wonder what happened to that Queen.”Theodora's eyes widened in anger, her lips twitching in restrained fury. Her breathing hard. “You will pay for this,” she growled, maintaining eye contact with him. “How?” Damien scoffed. “Your precious daughter has lost her wolf. She is as good as useless.”Theodora shook her head, her jaw clenched tighter. “I can't believe I chose you for my daughter. You aren't even worthy to b

RAVEN’S POV. Theo led me through the dimly lit hallway, his steps uncertain but fast enough to keep me from asking too many questions at once. Every sound echoed, every flicker of torchlight seemed like a threat.“The place should be up ahead,” Theo said quietly, glancing over his shoulder. His voice was hoarse, maybe from pain or guilt or fear—I couldn’t tell which.I narrowed my eyes. “You think she’s there?”He hesitated. “I heard Draven talking about the temple with Damien. So I can’t promise she’s still there, but it’s the best lead we’ve got.”I stopped walking, forcing him to turn to face me. “And I’m supposed to just believe you now? After everything you’ve done?”Theo’s gaze dropped to the floor. The torchlight caught the smear of dried blood on his cheek. “You have every reason not to trust me. I’ve done things—terrible things. I followed orders without asking why. I hurt people that didn’t deserve it. Including you.”“Then why help me now?” I asked, my voice sharper than

RAVEN’S POV The men surrounded me, their eyes dark with black magic. The temple walls shook from the growls echoing through the air. My breath came in short gasps. I swung my dagger, but they were too fast and too strong. One of them caught my arm and slammed me to the ground. Pain shot through my ribs. I coughed, spitting blood. Most of the bones in my body were either broken or too weak but I kept fighting. I couldn't give up. I dared not. I tried to push myself up, but another kick hit my side. I screamed, rolling over. They were ten times stronger than me—no, a thousand times stronger because of the black magic. I could barely move. My arms were shaking so much that even lifting the dagger felt like lifting a mountain. “Get up!” I told myself, but I couldn't. Instead my eyes turned to Draven with a cold glare. He has really gone too far now. He killed my Father, probably killed Fein, made my life miserable till now and worst of all— he used black magic. I saw my mot

Author's pov. Raven ran after Draven until her lungs burned out. The docks were a mess of ropes, splintered wood, and men hauling gear. A ship sat at the river bank. Men were climbing aboard with crates containing food skd resources. Raven's fists clenched the moment her eyes landed on Draven who had boarded the ship. “Draven!” she yelled, her voice loud and raw. Draven stood near the gangplank, calm as always. His cloak hung heavy on his shoulders and his face was a mask of patience. He watched the sailors with a quiet smile, as if the world were doing exactly what he wanted.He turned when he heard her, a faint smile appearing on his lips. Then he turned to the Captain with a nod. “Take her,” he ordered. “You heard the Alpha,” the Captain barked. “Anyone who brings her head will be rewarded greatly.”That statement was more than enough for the sentinels on board to start falling like garbage thrown from the ship. They charged at Raven who was running towards the ship. Draven