All Chapters of The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Scent : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter Thirty One: A Loveless Bond: Trapped in Misery

(Elara's POV)On my wedding day; the white dress felt like a shroud, not a celebration. It was heavy, the silk clinging to me like a second skin mocking the hollowness underneath. The day I became the Lady of blackwood pack. The day I was bound to Damon Robin, a man who saw me as nothing more than an obligation.The memories of that day clawed at me, sharper than any physical pain. I could almost smell the lilies that choked the air in the pack hall, a scent I once loved, now forever tainted by the bitter reality of my 'happily ever after'.Even the morning of the wedding offered no solace. Damon's mother, Clara, a woman with eyes as cold and sharp as shattered glass, had sought me out before the ceremony. She found me in the bridal suite, a grand room that suddenly felt like a gilded cage.“Elara,” she’d said, her voice like the scrape of ice on stone. “Let’s be clear. This marriage is only happening because of my mother-in-law. Damon deserves a Luna of strong blood, a she-wolf who c

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Chapter Thirty Two: Midnight Cravings

(Elara's POV)I guess fun is way more than partying like Damon hosts all the time. This… this is something else entirely.“Are you sure this is allowed?” I whispered, the words barely audible above the squeak of my shoes on the polished palace floors. It was past midnight, and the silence of the royal residence was almost deafening.Kaelen, beside me, just chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated through me. "Relax, Elara. Who's going to stop the Prince from raiding his own kitchen?" He winked, and I couldn't help but smile back. He had a way of making me forget, at least for a little while, the heavy weight of my life back in the pack house. Back with Damon.Just an hour ago, I had been tossing and turning, sleep refusing to come. The babies – my twins – were restless, and my own anxiety was a roaring storm inside me. A stupid phone call to Kaelen, complaining more than anything, and here we were, sneaking into the palace kitchen like teenagers."Okay, but if we get caught," I pointed ou

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Chapter Thirty Three: Shackled and Silenced

The scent of lavender fabric softener hung heavy in the air as I meticulously pinned Damon's shirts to the clothesline. The rhythmic snap of the clothespins was almost hypnotic, a small act of defiance against the turmoil that perpetually churned inside me. The twins were getting bigger, heavier, a constant reminder of the gilded cage I inhabited. A cage Damon had built, brick by brick, with his coldness and contempt.My peace shattered with the distinct thud of heavy footsteps. Damon. He was heading my way, his aura radiating a familiar darkness. My stomach clenched. He'd been preoccupied with pack business and the royal project lately, mercifully absent. But now, the storm was brewing, and I was the target.He stopped in front of me, his shadow engulfing me. "What in the hell is this I'm hearing, Elara?" His voice was low, a dangerous growl that vibrated through the air.I busied myself with another shirt, pretending not to understand. "Hearing, Damon? I'm not sure what you mean.""

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Chapter Thirty Four: Lashes and Lies

The raw, untreated wood bit into my wrists. Twenty lashes. A week in solitary. All for defending myself. The injustice was a bitter pill, but the fear was a spiked one, tearing at my insides. It wasn’t the pain I feared, not really. It was what Damon's hatred would fester into."Ready, Omega?" One of the enforcers, Burke, his face impassive, adjusted the whip in his hand. His voice was devoid of empathy but not cruel, just doing a job. Beside him, Kannon, the other enforcer, stood equally stoic.I swallowed, the metallic tang of fear coating my tongue. "Yes." My voice was barely a whisper. Pride kept me from begging, from pleading. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction.The first lash cracked across my back. A searing line of fire. I bit my lip, hard, tasting blood. My body spasmed."Don't faint on us now, Omega," Kannon mumbled, his voice low.The second lash followed quickly, then the third. Each one a fresh wave of agony, ripping through muscle and bone. I squeezed my eyes shut, fo

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Chapter Thirty Five: Shadows of Deceit

Elara lay curled on the thin, scratchy mattress of the bunk bed. Each coarse fiber of the blanket scratched against her skin, an unwelcome sensation against her fevered flesh. Time had become a meaningless blur. Two days? Three? She couldn't be sure. The only constant was the gnawing emptiness in her stomach, the throbbing ache in her back, and the lingering sting of the lashes.She can't cry anymore. Crying felt like a luxury she couldn't afford. It would only weaken her further, and she needed every ounce of strength she possessed to protect the life growing inside her.A wave of nausea churned in her stomach. She wretched, but nothing came up. Just the bitter taste of bile and despair.Meanwhile, on the other end of the pack house, Kaelen’s sharp eyes scanned the opulent living room. Damon sat opposite him, radiating an unnatural calmness."So," Kaelen began, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. "How is Elara? I haven't seen her around."Damon offered a tight smile. "Elara is...

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Chapter Thirty Six: The Prince's Wrath

Kaelen didn't hesitate. He scooped Elara's fragile form into his arms, her body weightless against him. He barked orders at the guard, his voice laced with royal authority that brooked no argument. "Open the gate! Now! And get a car ready! This omega needs medical attention immediately!"He didn't wait for a confirmation. He surged through the gate, his heart pounding against his ribs in a frantic rhythm that mirrored the urgency of the situation. The car was there, engine running, and he gently placed Elara in the back seat, cradling her head in his lap. "Drive!" he commanded, his eyes locked on Elara's pale face, already slick with sweat.The drive to the Royal Crescent Hospital was a blur of sirens and reckless speed. Kaelen felt a primal fear grip him, a fear he hadn't experienced since his days on the battlefield. He couldn't lose her. He wouldn't.At the hospital, a team of doctors and nurses swarmed around them, whisking Elara away on a gurney. Kaelen stood frozen, his hands st

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Chapter Thirty Seven: Safe in His Arms

Kaelen sat rigid in the chair, the heart monitor a frantic, insistent beat beside him. Each beep echoed the fear that had threatened to consume him since he’d found her broken in that cell. He’d almost been too late.Elara blinked, her eyelids fluttering like trapped butterflies. The harsh fluorescent light of the hospital room made her wince. She struggled to focus, her vision swimming until a familiar silhouette coalesced into sharp relief.“Kael…” she whispered, her voice a dry rasp, barely audible.His name on her lips, however faint, was enough to shatter the carefully constructed wall around his emotions. He saw her hand, pale and thin, reaching towards him.He leaned forward, desperate to be closer, to feel her presence solid and real. “Elara… Elara, you’re back,” he choked out, the words a jumbled mess of relief and disbelief. “Thank you… thank you for coming back to me.” He repeated the phrase, a mantra against the agonizing possibility of losing her.Her fingers brushed agai

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Chapter Thirty Eight: Forbidden Comfort

(Elara's POV)The spoon hovered near my lips, laden with warm broth. "Come on, Elara. Just a little more," Kaelen coaxed, his voice a gentle rumble that vibrated through me.I managed a weak shake of my head. "I'm… I'm full." The lie felt heavy on my tongue, but the thought of another mouthful churned my stomach. It wasn't the broth; it was the situation. The guilt.He didn't push, thankfully. He set the bowl aside, his eyes, usually bright and full of life, shadowed with concern. He took my foot in his large hand, the warmth radiating through my skin. His thumbs began to knead gently, easing the ache that had settled deep in my muscles."Better?" he asked, his gaze locking with mine."Mm-hmm," I murmured, closing my eyes. It was better. Everything was better when he was near. Except for the gnawing guilt. Two days after I’d been admitted, Damon had tried to see me. Apparently, he had thrown a fit, demanding access. But Kaelen's orders stood firm. No one saw me without his express per

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Chapter Thirty Nine: The way it is

Elara stepped back into the Robin packhouse, the scent of pine and something acrid –burnt resentment, perhaps aimed directly at her– hitting her nostrils. The air felt thick, charged. It wasn't a welcoming homecoming.Damon was waiting for her in the main hall, arms crossed, a sneer plastered on his face. The marks from Kaelen's imposed lashes were still visible under his collar, a brutal reminder of the price he'd paid for his cruelty."Well, well," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence. Back from your little rendezvous with royalty, I presume?"Elara stood her ground, despite the tremor that threatened to run through her. "I was in the hospital, Damon. You knew that.""Oh, I knew something kept you away. I just didn't know what new scheme you were cooking up with the Prince." His eyes narrowed, appraising her. "Or is it schemes? You seem to have become quite…close to Prince Kaelen recently. Does he know you carry my heir

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Chapter Forty: Bound by Duty

The Lady's Quarters felt alien. Grand, opulent, yet cold. I hadn't spent more than a handful of minutes here over the past five years. Damon had always ensured that. Now, forced to occupy it, I felt like an imposter."You look troubled, Lady Elara." Elder Lawson's voice rasped, pulling me from my thoughts. He filled the doorway, his presence as unwelcome as ever. Behind him stood Elder Maywood, her eyes narrowed, assessing me like a specimen under a microscope."Just adjusting, Elder," I replied, keeping my tone neutral. "It's quite the change.""Indeed," Lawson said, stepping further into the room, Maywood hot on his heels. "The pack expects a great deal from its Lady, especially now."“Especially now that I carry the Alpha’s heirs.” I finished for him, a bitter taste in my mouth.Maywood's lips thinned. "Heirs who need protection. Heirs who need a strong mother figure to guide them."I raised an eyebrow. "And you believe I haven't been strong?""Strength comes in many forms, Elara,"

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