All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken Pet: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

FLASHBACKNorma I adjusted my hair, smoothing every strand into place. The mirror gave me back a version of myself I'd worked hard to perfect. The silk lingerie hugged my body just right, and the perfume I'd dabbed along my collarbone and behind my knees filled the room with a heady sweetness.The low rumble of Alaric’s car outside sent a sweet thrill through me. He was finally here. Finally back to his senses.I grabbed my compact, reapplied my deep red lipstick, and checked my eyeliner one last time. Perfect. Thank goodness my mother was out. Alaric always found it awkward being intimate with me when she was around, as if he couldn’t perform under her sharp, knowing eyes.When he knocked, I opened the door with a soft smile. There he was, devastatingly handsome, holding a bouquet of my favorite flowers.“Your Majesty,” I took the flowers, inhaled their scent, then slid my arm through his. “These are beautiful. Trying to win me over?”“Trying to remind you I never lost you,” he murm

Mallory I sat at my writing desk, my pen hovering over the paper, unsure if I should reply to Alexander’s letter. Even holding the pen felt like betrayal.I was married and pregnant for another.My hand trembled slightly as reread his letters. They were tender, persistent, and loving. Despite hurting him, he still cared. I scrawled a heading when Alaric entered to fetch a parchment. His hand brushed mine. I flinched.“I was meaning to ask you,” I said, steadying my voice, “what’s your rift with Norma? You seem uneasy around her.”He frowned. “I don’t want extended family infiltrating our home. That’s it.”“That girl is homeless,” I said lightly, forcing a smile. “Your sisters already think I’m a snob. If I can’t get along with them, maybe your cousin is a better fit, especially since we’re both expecting.”“Your choice,” he grumbled and walked out.I exhaled, pressing a hand to my stomach. My tiny seed, growing quietly, unnoticed by the world but monumental to me. I closed my eyes

FLASHBACK Mallory The first light of dawn crept into the room, soft but intrusive, brushing against my tired eyes. I lay still, staring at the ceiling, weighed down by the same dream that stalked me every night. Always Alexander. Always his face, his voice, his touch I craved but could never have.I turned my head to the empty space beside me. Alaric hadn’t shared my bed in months. I didn’t need to ask where he spent his nights—a woman knows when her husband is with someone else.Our marriage had never been about love, only duty and politics, so I didn’t pry. What we had was fragile but functional. He was a poor husband but a devoted father. No matter how busy he was, he always found time for the twins—playing in the nursery, midnight feedings, lullabies sung off-key that made me laugh in secret.That love softened me toward him. It was why I never asked about his affairs. Why drag poison into something that still held some goodness?I pushed myself upright, knowing he was already g

FLASHBACKMallory A sharp pounding at the door rattled the walls. Alexander and I jerked apart. My heart slammed against my ribs as I scrambled off the bed, fumbling for my tunic.Alexander lifted a hand, urging me to stay silent. His movements were precise and deliberate, guiding me into the bathroom and shutting the door without a sound.Through the crack, he checked the keyhole. His shoulders stiffened, a warning I did not need.“It’s Norma,” he whispered, eyes narrowing.He swung the door open a fraction. “What do you want?” His voice was clipped and irritated.Norma stumbled in, pale, sweat slicking her skin. “Where’s the queen?” I rushed out, my pulse roaring. “What’s happening?”She shivered, barely steady. I grabbed her shoulders, trying to anchor us both.“Talk to me,” I urged, forcing calm over the tremor in my fingers. “What happened?”“The king,” she stammered, swallowing hard. “Somebody told him about your affair.”The words hit like stones. My mind did not shatter. Fea

MarissaThe resort cabin was tucked between clusters of cherry blossom trees, pale pink petals drifting across the stone path as Justin wheeled our bag toward the porch.This was all I needed—clean air, the smell of exotic flowers hidden in the greenery. Somewhere in the distance, a waterfall roared, and its mist seemed to hang in the air, clinging to my skin.“That’s a violation of my eyes,” I whispered to Justin as we passed a couple tangled up on a bench near one of the springs. The guy had his hand shoved so far up his partner’s bra it was practically obscene.Justin grinned wickedly and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. “We could give them some competition.”I swatted his hand away before he could grab my ass. “Have some dignity.”“Dignity is overrated,” he muttered, stepping behind me to hook his chin over my shoulder. “You’re no fun.”“Not true.” I elbowed him lightly and kept walking. “I’m the reason we’re not getting banned from this place.”This was the firs