Semua Bab The Alpha King Begged His Omega to Come Back: Bab 101 - Bab 110

(Aria's POV)I sat stiffly on the bed, my back pressed against the headboard as if it could somehow shield me from the weight of Alexander’s gaze. His sharp golden eyes bore into me like they could unravel every defense I’d so carefully built. My hands clutched the blanket tightly over my lap, grounding myself against the suffocating air between us.“Thank you,” I finally said, my voice measured and polite. I kept my expression neutral, though my heart raced beneath the surface. This wasn’t the time for vulnerability. “For… helping me.”He didn’t look away, his piercing gaze unwavering. “You don’t need to thank me,” he said, his voice low and steady.There was something in his tone that made my wolf tense. It wasn’t kindness, not exactly. It was something heavier, something unspoken.The sound of my own heartbeat felt too loud in my ears, interrupting the silence that stretched between us. “Still,” I pressed, forcing the words past the lump in my throat, “I appreciate it. But… you

(Aria's POV)The breakfast spread Emma had prepared sat mostly untouched on the table between us. I tried to focus on the food—to eat something for the sake of appearances—but every bite felt like swallowing lead.My body was too fatigued, my swollen legs burning under the weight of my condition. I pushed the fork of eggs around my plate again, hoping Alexander wouldn’t notice the trembling in my hands.But of course, he noticed.“Is the food not to your liking?” His tone was even, but there was an edge of concern in it. His golden eyes were sharp, keenly observing every twitch of my fingers and the way I avoided his gaze.“No, it’s fine,” I muttered, glancing down at the plate. Lying under his scrutiny was impossible, but I tried anyway. “I’m just… not very hungry this morning.”He tapped his fingers against the edge of the table, his wolf clearly unsettled. The sound only added to the tension thickening in the room.“You’re not eating enough,” he said flatly. His authority cre

(Aria's POV)The sound of the car engine hummed softly, an almost soothing background to the chaos in my mind. I stared blankly out the window, my hands tightly clasped in my lap. My swollen legs ached, but the pain was barely noticeable compared to the heavy weight in my chest.Derek's marking ceremony.The words echoed relentlessly in my mind, each syllable as sharp as a blade.He was finally marking Natalie.It shouldn't have surprised me. I had known this day would come. I’d repeated it to myself enough times that I thought I was prepared. But now, facing the reality, I realized just how deeply it cut.My mate.Marking another.I bit my lip sharply, trying to steady the tremor in my breath. The taste of iron spread across my tongue, grounding me momentarily."Aria?"Alexander’s deep voice pulled me from my spiraling thoughts.I turned my head slightly, meeting his concerned golden gaze through the rearview mirror."Are you alright?" he asked. His tone was calm, his brow

(Alexander's POV)The office was unusually quiet, save for the ticking clock on the far wall. James had just left, and though he was my most trusted beta, his repeated evasive answers left a jagged frustration clawing at my insides.I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking slightly beneath me. The warm light streaming through the tall windows did little to soothe my restless mind. Every lead I had chased about my past ended in dead ends or tightly sealed lips.The official records didn't align. Witnesses from the critical time either conveniently disappeared or were too loyal to the elders to speak the truth. Everything felt deliberately obscured, designed to keep me in the dark.That left only one clear source remaining—Aria.She was the one thread I couldn’t unravel.Every interaction with her triggered memories that danced just out of reach—fragments of laughter, silver hair shimmering in moonlight, warmth I couldn’t explain. Yet when I pressed her, she shut herself off

(Aria’s POV)Sarah’s beaming smile cut through some of the lingering fog in my mind. Her happiness was genuine, and for her sake, I tried to push my worries into the background.She clutched a shopping bag tightly, her cheeks flushed from excitement. “Jason’s coming back tonight!” she said. “Do you know how hard it’s been not seeing him? Honeymoon bliss spoiled by him running errands, honestly." Her laugh echoed brightly as we walked down the pack’s busy shopping district.I forced a smile. “That’s great. You must be excited.”She nodded vigorously. “I know it’s been a mess, but he’s worth it.” Her eyes softened as she spoke of her mate. “He’s sweet and thoughtful. Did I tell you his parents sent more wolfsbane honey as another gift for us? They don’t want me to feel out of place at their family dinners when we eventually visit.”“Eventually?” I tilted my head, my curiosity surfacing despite myself. A part of me had always thought it strange that Sarah had never been to Jason’s pa