All Chapters of I Am Done Being Your Doormat, Alpha: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

EmmaLate guests were still arriving while some of the elders had already started leaving. The movement of people never stopped, and it made me more uneasy. My eyes kept scanning the hall, too restless to stay still.The waiting dragged on until I decided it was better to go outside. I had just stepped toward the exit when a tracker approached. “Moon Healer, your assistant is at the front gate waiting for you.”Relief filled me at his words. I followed him out, grateful to leave. I felt like I could breathe again after going out. Who wouldn’t? The unexpected sight of Andrew there was enough to make the air heavy. “Thank goodness you’re here,” I said as soon as I saw Ara. Without hesitation I got into the car, eager to be away from that hall.Before Ara drove off, I leaned toward the tracker. “Please inform the King I left the party early. Tell him I wasn’t feeling well and needed to rest.”The tracker bowed, and the car moved forward. I sank into the seat and told Ara to drive quick

EmmaMorning came. It was the sunlight slipping through my curtains that woke me up. For a moment I stayed in bed and listened to the traffic outside. Gosh, I miss this place. A lot of things happened in the previous week but I was glad everything was back to the way it should. I was back to just being Emma living her best life after divorce. I city was noisy outside. Cars below were already honking indicating the start of another busy work week. It was nothing compared the calm order in the Blood Moon Pack. And yet, this seemed more familiar and homey compared to what I had whenever i woke up at the King’s mansion. Here, i felt more sense of belonging. I stretched and sat up. The bed felt too wide and too quiet without servants knocking at my door. So, I went to the kitchen and made my coffee. I also cooked some bacons and eggs for breakfast. “Back to being independent,” Lyra teased in my head. “No omegas running around with trays and clothes ready for you.”I let out a soft laugh

AlexanderA quarterly assembly was held that day. The council was already seated when the doors opened again. Conversations dropped as Charlotte walked in with Andrew at her side.“Sorry, gentlemen for being a little late. My secretary missed the time for this meeting,” she said apologetically.“Princess Charlotte, you presence here is quite a surprise,” Liam said, Charlotte smiled. “As a princess, I figured it was about time that I immerse myself into the pack business. After all, I am about to get married.”She looked at Andrew tenderly and return, the bastard kissed the back of her hand. Fuck! They really chose the quarterly assembly to display their disgusting affection to each other?Charlotte stepped inside, her hand linked with Andrew’s. They walked with an ease that ignored the silence that followed them. One of the secretaries of the elders gave the two of them a seat at the far end of the long table, opposite mine. Then, Charlotte spoke again.“Since Andrew will be my husba

Alexander I went back to my study. The air inside was still. Papers waited on my desk but I did not touch them. My mind was stuck on the meeting and what had happened. On Charlotte’s bold move…On Andrew’s scheme…Everything about this fucking wedding that should not happen no matter what. I moved to the window and looked out at the grounds. The sun was lowering, light falling against the walls in plain streaks.Below, the gardens stretched in neat paths and trimmed trees. For a moment, I saw a different scene. Emma stood there in my mind, calm and steady, carrying strength without needing to demand attention. With her, I had felt anchored even when the storm rose. She had never needed to prove herself. She had simply been enough. Now she was gone, keeping her distance, and I was left with Charlotte’s laughter echoing in my head.The memory pressed against me. I thought of Emma in the hidden garden, the river catching the light of the blood moon, the quiet that had wrapped around us

EmmaEmmaThe next morning, I moved past the printer, catching fragments of conversation. Mara and Ben were leaning over a stack of papers.“Attendance is mandatory,” Mara said, flipping through her clipboard. “The main speaker is the Lycan King. The Jigsaw Pack Annual Strategy Conference sets the agenda for the next quarter. Every council member will attend.”Ben tapped his pen against the counter. “Reports, trade plans, border patrol allocations… our submissions could influence decisions for months. But honestly, most people are talking about King Alexander being there. He doesn’t miss a thing.”Mara frowned. “Last year some smaller packs skipped, and the King noticed. They were reprimanded. No one wants that this time.”My chest tightened. Alexander. My heartbeat picked up. I stepped closer, keeping my voice calm. “I heard you mention the Lycan King. Why wasn’t I informed about this conference?”The two exchanged uneasy glances. “George told us not to bother you,” Mara said finally.