All Chapters of The Alpha's Broken Pet: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

WendyMy bedroom curtains were drawn tight, shutting out the morning light. My body ached as if I’d been beaten, though the only visible mark was the split on my lip where I’d bitten down too hard.I never imagined that Justin dumping me would leave me feverish, trembling under a mound of blankets, my body both burning and shivering.“Wendy, honey, you need to get up,” my mother’s voice floated through the door. She stepped inside, perfectly composed as always in her emerald dressing gown. The scent of her perfume turned my stomach into a feverish state. I lay sprawled across the bed like a wreck.“Darling, you look dreadful. It’s been a week.”I pushed myself up on my elbows. My hair clung to my damp forehead, and I swiped it back, glaring.“You think I care what I look like? Do you have any idea what he did to me? That bastard dumped me through a message from his mother—as if I were some servant girl he’d grown bored of.”My mother came closer but kept her hands folded neatly in fro

MalloryThe desert air was cool against my skin as I stood at the edge of the oasis, the water reflecting the pale morning light. It was almost too quiet, as if even nature understood what today meant.Alexander’s picture rested against my chest. My fingers gripped it so tightly the edges pressed into my palm. I didn’t loosen my hold. Pain was all I had left of him, and I refused to let it go.I pressed my lips to the image of his face.There were no tears. There hadn’t been for years. I had cried until my body refused to give me anything more. What remained was emptiness—a raw ache that never left or softened, no matter how much time passed.When I blinked, I saw him. His laugh had been reckless, like he wasn’t afraid of anyone or anything. I remembered the warmth of his body that grounded me and poured out love in its purest form.The bond that never faded.A queen and her bodyguard. A dangerous game we thought we could win.My husband hadn’t just taken Alexander’s life. He had humi

MarissaThankfully, Justine bounded into the room, her face lighting up when she saw us.“Well, well, well,” she said with a smirk, her eyes landing squarely on the marks at our necks. “How many rounds did it take to get those?”My face went up in flames. “Justine!”Justin lunged for her. “You’re dead!”She shrieked with laughter and bolted, and he chased her down the hall, both of them yelling and laughing like they were kids again.Queen Mallory chuckled softly, then slipped her hand into mine. “Come, let’s go inside,” she said gently.We walked together through the corridors until we reached a quiet sitting room. She sat across from me, her expression turning serious.“Are you feeling all right, Marissa? You seem unsettled.”I hesitated, then exhaled. “Justin didn’t shift. Not once during the entire trip.”Her brows rose in surprise, though her composure held. “Did he seem unwell?”“No,” I admitted. “He seemed normal, just… like he was trying too hard to act normal.”Mallory’s hand

MarissaI hesitated outside the lodge lobby, my fingers tightening around the strap of my bag. The glass doors reflected my drawn face back at me. For a moment, I thought about turning around and walking away, maybe disappearing into the night where no one could find me. But my legs moved on their own, carrying me over the threshold.It was just past eight, and the lobby was mostly quiet. A few of my colleagues had already gone to their rooms. The handful who were still around looked up curiously when they saw me. It was obvious my relationship with Justin had become a topic of gossip, further worsening my mood.I dropped my gaze to the marble floor and kept moving, forcing my face into something that resembled a faint smile. My throat was too tight to speak.Hector and Linda emerged from the hallway, dressed in identical sweatshirts. Their conversation died when they spotted me.“Marissa,” Hector said, his eyes widening before a slow grin spread across his face. “Oh-ho! Look at you,

NormaThe click of the door kept ringing in my skull long after I shut it. My hands would not keep still. I paced like an animal in a cage. Justin's voice played on repeat in my head until the edges of every word frayed and bled together."What are we going to do, Mother?" I let the question tear out of me. The sound surprised me with how small it felt. "You heard him, did you not? He has found his soulmate."My mother did not look up from the teacup in her lap."It's all your fault," she said as she lifted the cup, took a sip, and set it down. "You have always moved slowly."I stopped dead and turned toward her. Her hands were folded as if she were waiting to measure my failure. I snorted. "That is your answer? Blame me as if everything is a dress that fits poorly.""Why would I not? I begged you to do what needed doing. I told you to make certain Alaric handed the bloodline to Sean before that cursed thing found out the solution."My throat tightened. "What exactly was I supposed to